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Despite having a mobile truck lab, Robotnik had plenty of other labs, including one at the building of the organization they worked under. Much like his boss, Stone didn't like to use that one often. It was smaller, less convenient to get materials and, more importantly, he had to deal with the rest of the agents in the building and their endless questions about his personal life.
Unfortunately, Robotnik was obligated to show up on the building from time to time, and that was one of those times. As soon as they stepped inside the place, the doctor locked himself in his lab and ignored the rest of the world. He had been ingrained on a new project for hours, and only seemed to acknowledge Stone's existance when he handed him his scheduled goat milk latte.
Without the doctor to distract him, Stone had been sitting in an empty room for around three hours now. Hours that he spent on his phone, using the wifi from the second conference room — the password had become common knowledge at this point, and Robotnik didn't like people slowing down his lab's internet connection — to scroll on social media.
He was deep in a video about the lore of some movie he never watched when Robotnik called him back to the lab. Stone stepped in the room, noticing that Robotnik had that smile on his face from when he was about to show him a new invention or idea. A peculiar shaped white figure stood by his side.
"Behold, my newest invention!" Robotnik said, gesturing at the robot beside him, "Do you have any idea what this little baby can do, Stone? No, you don't. I'll tell you anyway. This simple project can detect the neural chemistry inside people's heads to figure out their mood swings from a set distance. All inside an aerodynamic avian shape."
Stone stared at the machine in front of him, taking note of its shape. "That's a goose," he said.
"That's a robot goose," Robotnik corrected him, "and it reacts according to the human's inner reactions. Like a mind reader, but for feelings and sensations. And you know what it hates, Stone? Romance. Arousal. All those primal reproductive feelings humans are prone to. As soon as the person in front of it shows any kind of interest in romance, it will go ballistic and chase after them. Goose style."
"That's incredible, doctor," Stone said, with a forced smile, failing to understand what could be the possible use of this, "is this going to be used for combat?"
"No, I'm letting it loose inside this building."
Stone blinked in confusion. "Why, doctor?"
He shrugged. "Walters has been complaining about inappropriate couple activities during work hours, and we all know what is going on between Beth from accounting and Agent Richards every thursday at the second floor's broom closet. Now remind me, Stone, what day of the week is it today?"
"Thursday."
"Thursday, the second worst weekday! After monday, of course. Don't you think some people need to change their routine a little bit?" Stone opened his mouth to answer, but Robotnik was faster. "Don't bother to reply, I know you agree. This place is full of couples trying to copulate in every nook and corner of this building. Last week one of them had the audacity to try to break into my storage room! Do you think this is acceptable, Stone? For people to make out on top of my brand new spare robot parts?"
Stone shook his head. "Of course not, doctor!"
"That's why I'm gonna make sure it never happens," Robotnik said, and then sat on his chair, turning his attention to the screen in front of him to look at what seemed to be the goose robot stats. "Any more questions? Inquiries?"
"Actually..." Stone wasn't sure if he was allowed to ask that.
Robotnik turned the chair to look at him with a raised eyebrow. "Actually...?"
"Why a goose?"
Robotnik stared at him as if the answer were obvious. "Why not?"
"It's just that it doesn't look like any of your current robots. It's incredible, of course, I'm just curious about the new design."
Robotnik's badnik army consisted mostly of egg shaped drones, followed by the bee shaped drones and a few other animal shaped robots. There had been bird prototypes, but they were based on other species. Never a goose.
"It's objectively funnier," Robotnik replied, shrugging.
Robotnik choose, of course, the second floor corridor to unleash the beast.
"This place is about to go down in flames of passion," Robotnik said, putting the turned-off goose shaped robot on the floor, "thank me later, Walters."
He turned around, stepping away to keep a considerable distance from the robot. Robotnik knew he was a bit excited about the chaos that was about to unfold, so he didn't want to risk the robot confusing it with some kind of love.
The goose would never have a reason to turn on him, of course. Robotnik had no positive feelings for any of his coworkers with the exception of a vague appreciation for agent Stone's work. That was one of the many things that placed Robotnik above the other people in that building.
Robotnik closed his eyes, smiling while he imagined the screams of the people from the break room, and hopefully some agent caught leaving the broom closet with their pants down.
When he felt that he was far enough from the line of fire, he turned the robot on with his glove and left to his lab to watch the show from his goose camera feed.
The experiment was a success, as expected. The goose had yet to catch someone with their pants down, but it had already pursued two agents down the hall for sharing a longing gaze, bit a guy on the buttocks for smiling at his phone and, of course, scared the entire break room, which made someone throw a purse and drop a cup of hot coffee on the robot in self defense.
"I guess they don't like gooses," Robotnik said, watching a guy climb on a desk screaming while the goose passed by it.
"Hilarious, doctor," Stone said, in such a forced tone that made Robotnik turn his chair to look at him. The agent had been acting strange ever since he announced the goose project. He spent the entire goose attack camera show standing on the corner of his lab with the same nervous smile on his face.
"Are you afraid of the goose, Stone?" Robotnik asked.
"No! Never! This- This project is genius!"
Robotnik narrowed his eyes at his stutter and Stone got more nervous. "You don't have feelings for any of the idiots from this agency, do you Stone?"
"No!" Stone sounded even more nervous, if that was possible, "Never!"
Stone was lying. Robotnik knew that Stone was lying and that annoyed him for some reason he shouldn't care about. There was one thing he did care about, though, and it was the fact that whatever lowly agent Stone had a crush on was not worth the focus of his precious agent. Stone needed to focus on his work. He was being paid to worship Robotnik's genius mind, and any distraction from that was unnaceptable. "I hope you are telling the truth, because it would be a pity if the goose bit you."
Stone didn't have time to reply. Walters' voice echoed from the speakers, loud and firm: "Doctor Robotnik, show yourself in my office right now!"
"Gotta go, dad is upset," Robotnik said, getting up from his seat. Before leaving, he made sure to give Stone a dangerous smile, along with an eery reminder: "Don't let the goose bite you."
Walters was sitting at his chair in his office, staring at Robotnik with his signature 'I'm not mad, I'm just dissappointed' look. "Why is there a goose?"
"A robot goose," Robotnik corrected him.
"I've noticed."
They stood there in silence. Robotnik was doing his best to look serious and not laugh at the chaos he unleashed.
"What does it do?" Walters asked him.
"Looks cute?" Robotnik smiled at him.
Walters glared at him, not satisfied at the answer.
"It senses people's neural chemistry to detect feelings of attraction," Robotnik clarified, "and runs after them for it. It's like a radar for couples."
Walters looked baffled. "Why?!"
"To catch the couples making out in the broom closet! I'm helping you!"
"You are not helping anyone."
"I am! I've already caught some-"
"Dr. Robotnik, do you have any idea of the nightmare you just created?" Walters asked.
"Why? It's no different from the time they replaced the water in the drinking fountains with Kool-aid!"
"It's a goose."
"A robot goose."
Walters took a deep breath. "Turn off the goose."
Robotnik left the room, seething. None of these people appreciates harmless experiments, he thought, ignoring the screams coming from down the hall.
He thought of what he should do next. Walters wouldn't fire him for such a small prank, but he wondered how long it would take for the man to snap at him. Turning off the robot so soon would be a pity, though. He barely got footage of it in action.
Maybe he could use the goose to find out why Stone looked so nervous. Maybe he could detect the agent that stole Stone's attention, then Robotnik would give them a scare and ruin their relationship, making Stone focus on actual important things — Robotnik — again. It would be nice to see his agent crawl back to him, begging to be forgiven for not making work his priority. Then Robotnik would punish him a bit and revel on those huge puppy eyes before taking him back again as his agent. Stone would never get distracted again and they would live happily ever after.
His thoughts were interrupted by a demonic noise.
As he looked to the side he saw it, staring at him with its bright red eyes:
The goose.
For a millisecond, Robotnik believed that the robot would ignore him and continue its job. However, the avian menace glared at him, taking a step in his direction.
"Why are you glaring?" Robotnik asked, taking a step back, "Listen to papa! Let's go back to the lab."
The goose didn't listen. It started sprinting after him. Robotnik let out a scream and ran down the hallway, trying to avoid getting mauled.
"Enough! It's time to end this!" He pressed a button on his gloves to turn it off...
...but the goose kept running.
"Turn off! Turn off!!! Robotnik screamed, pressing the button on his robot gloves. "WHY AREN'T YOU TURNING OFF?!"
As the goose was about to reach him, Robotnik saw someone open the door of a nearby room. He pushed the person aside — "get out of my way!" he screamed, making the guy fall to the floor, — and climbed on top of the nearest desk.
"Stay away from me, you glorified turkey!" He threatened the goose. "I'll turn you into thanksgiving dinner if you touch me!"
The goose stopped its attack. Suddenly losing interest and turning around to leave.
"Yes, listen to daddy!" Robotnik exclaimed, attracting a weird glance from the guy on the floor. He jumped off the desk and walked towards the goose to grab it. "Now come here."
He lowered his hands to grab it but the goose flapped its wings and avoided him. Robotnik ran after it, but it was too fast and disappeared around the corner. At least that meant the robot was working as intended. He had coded it to be as skittish as a real bird, so nobody would be able to get their hands in his technology, and also because it would be funny as fuck to watch people run after it. That was supposed to be a feature.
Robotnik used his gloves to activate his personal audio recorder. "Note to self," Robotnik said, "don't code your robots to be hard to catch."
Stone barged in the room a few minutes later. "Doctor, are you okay?! I saw the attack from the live feed!"
Robotnik gave him a look of betrayal. "And you didn't do anything?!"
"I tried to, but the goose wasn't responding to my inputs!"
Robotnik sighed. "The goose is not answering to none of my inputs, of course it won't answer to yours! Something must have messed with its circuits. Its detecting the wrong feelings. "He added, in a quieter tone. "I bet it was the coffee."
"What do you mean?"
"Are you stupid, Stone? The coffee that woman dropped on it! The heat must have damaged a wire or something."
"No, I mean, how is it detecting the wrong feelings?"
"I don't know, how is it?" He said, taking a step closer to force Stone to hit his back against the wall. "Why would the goose go after me? Do you think I have any kind of attraction, or, God forbid, feelings for any person in this building?!" He put his hands on the wall, trapping Stone.
Stone shook his head, with that kicked puppy look on his face. Delicious. Robotnik leaned closer to him so he would be able to hear every word clearly, their faces mere millimeters away from each other's.
Mr. I-got-pushed-to-the-floor, who was still in the room with them, cleared his throat. Robotnik glared at him before continuing. "Exactly. I'm not like you, Stone. I don't go around this building looking for the next person to fall in love with as if this were some kind of low quality romance novel. This is obviously a coding issue. The sensors must have gotten my joy of seeing those people suffer mixed up with some kind of sappy feeling. Do you understand now?"
Stone nodded.
A familiar noise caught their attention.
They both glanced to the side.
Goose.
"Run!" Robotnik exclaimed, and they barely had time to move before the goose went after them.
They ran back to the hallway, screaming and shouting as Robotnik tried yet again to activate his gloves to somehow stop the robot. Everytime they glanced at the goose, they would see it getting closer. Whenever they weren't looking, they would hear metallic footsteps getting louder. It felt like starring in a bad horror movie.
Nevertheless, they survived the encounter by throwing themselves in one of the rooms and closing the door so harshly, they were sure it got heard by half the building. The goose pecked the door and Robotnik grabbed Stone by his shirt collar.
"It's your fault!" Robotnik said, shaking Stone, "you attracted the goose to us!"
He let go of Stone, who almost tripped while trying to regain his balance. "How dangerous is it?" Stone asked, after regaining his stability, "is it able to cause serious harm?"
"Realistically, it isn't able to kill us," Robotnik said, straightening up his own clothes, "but it can do some damage, yes. It has sharp claws, it can fly, the bite is a little painful, of course... Its a goose, they do that. The metallic structure could make it significantly more painful, but... you will live."
Stone's face had lost much of its color, which was hilarious to Robotnik. The man was really scared of getting caught by the goose of love. Good. Serves him right for letting himself get distracted by some random goon in this building.
"There are also the bombs," Robotnik added, now having fun with it.
"The bombs?!" Stone's eyes widened.
"Smoke bombs, not real bombs! Come on, Stone, I'm not murdering people in this building! It should make our work harder, though."
"Of course..." Stone said, exasperated, "smoke bombs!" Stone ran a hand through his hair. "I think we will be able to catch the goose if-"
"We? I'm not joining you! I'm not made for this. You are catching that avian menace while I sit in my lab and try to figure out what went wrong with its programming." He sat down on a chair, crossing his legs and leaning back.
"But doctor," Stone's eyes were huge now, "how I'm gonna catch a robot alone?"
"There is an entire building of trained agents to help you." He gesticulated towards the — now gooseless — door.
"But doctor, they are terrified of the goose!"
"Wimps." Robotnik said, looking away from Stone's eyes.
"And frankly," Stone continued, "I don't think they can handle your genius piece of work. They will probably damage it on the process."
Robotnik looked at him.
Stone had a point.
No matter how defective and simple that project was, it was far too advanced for the idiotic minds of the people in that building. They wouldn't be able to handle it. Also, Stone's eyes were all wet and big and Robotnik couldn't handle another second of this pathetic sight.
"I guess you are right." Robotnik said, and Stone smiled at him. He made sure to lower his hopes, though. "We'll split up, it will make it easier for us to corner it. I'm not becoming a target because of your feelings. We'll communicate via audio. Understood?"
"Understood, doctor!"
"I have located the goose," Stone told the doctor, "at the seventh floor's hallway, to the right of the staircase, near the drinking fountains."
The audio device was lodged on his right ear. Stone didn't need to press anything to send the audio to the doctor, as it would automatically catch any noise and transmit it to him. The thought of the doctor listening to everything he said made Stone both worried and excited, but there was no time to focus on that.
Especially since he didn't want to get mauled by a goose.
"Is it aggressive?" Robotnik asked.
"Not yet," Stone said, taking note of the robot's behavior, "it's... walking in circles?"
"It's trying to detect something. You better not think about your pointless love affair right now!"
Hard to do that while he talks in your ear.
"Understood, sir," Stone replied, and moved out of the room he was in to approach the goose.
"So you do have one," Robotnik said.
"Have one what?" Stone stopped moving. The goose noticed his presence and stopped moving as well. They stared at each other, not daring to move.
"An affair, a crush, whatever you call it these days," Robotnik said, "honestly, Stone, I expected better from you."
"Doctor, the goose is right in front of me."
"And what? Are you afraid that you are going to trigger the goose with your saccharine feelings? Is thinking of them enough to make you feel all happy inside?"
At least the doctor was helping, since the only thing Stone felt towards him at the moment was annoyance. He took a step forward and the goose watched him intently. If Stone could get close enough without scaring it off, then he would be able to grab it. Only a few more steps.
"Why are you ignoring me?" Robotnik said, in a whining voice that would be endearing if it wasn't for that whole situation.
"I'm trying to corner the goose!"
Goose that was now giving him a much more aggressive stare, thanks to his reaction to Robotnik's voice. The robot looked like it was trying to read Stone mind. And it probably was. Stone tried his best to keep his feelings at bay.
"Alright, go ahead with your goose hunt. Make sure to not fail, the goose bites," Robotnik said, and then whispered in his ear, "and I bite, too."
Stone took a deep breath, trying to think of anything that didn't involve the doctor biting him, and looked again at the goose. It seemed that Stone was doing a good job at controlling his feelings. The robot didn't attack, it just kept staring at him.
"Come on little goose," Stone said in a calm tone, as he approached it, "I won't hurt you."
"Cute," Robotnik said in a mocking tone, "Do you talk to your lover like this too?"
"Doctor, I'm not dating anyone, let me focus on the mission, please."
"I won't say anything else. Mouth shut. Completo silêncio."
Stone took a few more steps and soon enough the goose was at arms length. He looked at it, and it stared back. Stone moved his arms on a quick motion, trying to grab the goose it with his bare hands. The goose was faster, though, and jumped away, flapping its wings and laying an egg on the process.
"What's was that noise?! Stone, report what you see!"
Stone blinked in confusion, staring at the oval shape on the floor. "An egg?"
The egg hatched with a loud cracking noise, unleashing streams of smoke from it that surrounded Stone, making him unable to see anything around him.
"That's the bomb."
"I've noticed, doctor."
The goose had escaped Stone thanks to its smoke bomb.
Which meant that Robotnik was back in the goose hunt.
Fortunately, the robot had showed itself at the fifth floor to terrorize a group of people inside one of the conference rooms. The bad news was that Robotnik was now stuck with that bunch of incompetents, since Stone had gone up to the thirteenth floor in his search for the goose and now would have to go all the way back down before he would be able to help him.
The incompetent squad was now trying to catch the goose. They were armed with a scissor, a notebook and a gun. Three ineffective weapons to use against a robot, in Robotnik's not so humble opinion.
Robotnik watched the scene from a chair, not bothering with moving a finger. There should be at least five agents in that group of eight people. If none of these agents were able to contain a single robot, then the future of that organization was bleak.
"Alright, we will throw that notebook on its face, and when it gets distracted you jump him," A woman said, and the rest of the group nodded. She was standing in front of the others, holding the notebook with her right hand while using her other hand to keep the group at a distance. The scene looked pathetic. "On the count of three. One-"
"Wait!" One of the men said, "let me stand more to the side. I think I can grab it by the neck, I saw something like that in movie once."
"Which movie has geese?" Someone else asked.
"I don't know if was a movie or a dream I had, but it was somewhere."
Robotnik changed his mind, watching them wasn't a mistake. It was gold. It was a comedy skit. For the second time that day, he was glad that he unleashed his glorious goose to the world.
"Let's start again," the woman said, "one... two... three!"
She threw the notebook on the goose's face. A pair of red laser beams burned through the object that dropped to the floor in flames. The group, that had been ready to jump, stopped to a halt and stumbled over each other to get away from the robot.
"Laser eyes?!" A guy screamed.
"Self-defense feature." Robotnik shrugged. "It wasn't supposed to be activated today, but, honestly, you should be used to dodging it after all those years of working with my badniks."
"What the fuck?!" One of the man exclaimed.
"Yeah, I'm outta here," Said another woman, shaking her head and walking away from the robot.
"He is a fucking psycho! I'm telling you!" Another man said.
"The goose doesn't really have a gender... but if you want to use masculine pronouns, its not going to stop you," Robotnik said, ignoring the obvious fact that they were talking about him.
The entire room glared at him.
"I've always used it pronouns for the goose," Stone joked on his ear, "I hope I'm not being offensive."
Robotnik got up and turned his back to the group to reply to Stone, smiling, "I don't think it understands the concept of gender." He walked away from the chair. "I mean, we can always ask, but the goose isn't able to talk." He shrugged, as if Stone could see it. "You can use whatever you want. He, it, she-"
"DUCK!" Someone screamed.
"I don't think it would like being called a duck," Robotnik said, turning to look at the person.
"I mean get on the floor!"
Robotnik only had a split second to throw himself on the floor before the goose robot flew right by where his head previously was. It landed on a chair that moved with the strength of the attack.
"That was close," Robotnik said, definitely not feeling scared.
He got up and watched as three agents tiptoed towards the goose with a towel in hand with the intention of trapping it inside. The goose flapped its wings as soon as they were at a close distance and everyone screamed and dropped the towel in fear. The goose took the opportunity to fly over the group and escape down the hallway, dropping an egg smoke bomb on the floor near the door.
"Another note to self," Robotnik said on his recorder, as the room got filled by smoke, "include a self destruction mode on all robots from now on."
"Let's not split up," Robotnik said, wrapping an arm around Stone's shoulders as soon as he found him walking down the hallway of the second floor, "I'll commit arson if I'm forced to see another stupid agent try to catch my robot barehanded."
Stone nodded in a way that made Robotnik sure that he tried to do exactly that earlier. Robotnik didn't bother scolding him for this. Instead, he removed their communicators.
"I have good news, though," Robotnik said, putting the communicators in one pocket, "because I just rescued a vintage item from my personal storage room." Robotnik took a red gun shaped device out of his other pocket. "This is my neutralizing gun. I made it back in the day in case I needed to stop rebelling badniks." He gave it to Stone. "I never bothered to upgrade it, never though I would need it, so it uses a less efficient battery compared to my newer machines. We must find a safe place to charge it and then... bam! Goose down!"
"Goose down!" Stone repeated it, with a nervous laugh.
"Don't imitate me," Robotnik said, making Stone's smile disappear, "but do you see it, Stone?" Robotnik said, smiling at him, "There is no need to be so nervous. I always have a solution. You won't find a man like me anywhere else in this building."
"You are right, sir!" Stone nodded.
"I'm always right," Robotnik said, smiling, satisfied that Stone was finally seeing the light.
That was, until he felt actual red lights on him. He glanced to the side and saw the infamous goose staring him and, for the first time that day, he felt fear.
"RUN!" Robotnik screamed, and they ran again.
They ended up throwing themselves inside the infamous broom closet, closing the door and locking themselves inside seconds before the goose hit it with immense strenght. The door resisted, and they let out a breath as they realized that they would survive.
For now.
"Look for a socket," Robotnik told Stone. To their luck, there was one near the light switch. "Yes, Stone, plug it in there," Robotnik said, as Stone plugged the neutralizing gun on it, "Now put the gun on the shelf with the bottles. Yes, that one. It shouldn't explode anything, I hope."
They stood there for a few seconds. They could still hear the goose's metallic footsteps outside, but it seemed to have calmed down. That was more worrying than before.
"If we don't do anything soon, the goose will lose interest and leave," Robotnik said, "and I don't wanna run after that thing again."
"Neither do I," Stone said, "What should we do?"
"Its sensors were coded to detect neural activity from a large enough distance." Robotnik turned around to touch the door. "The wood is not too dense... Yes." He nodded to himself. "The goose will be able to sense us from where it's standing." Robotnik then turned to face Stone. "Pin yourself to the wall."
Stone threw his own back on the wall, and Robotnik stepped closer to him, trapping him in place.
"Yes," Robotnik said, almost whispering, while staring at Stone's lips, "this should work."
Stone bit his lower lip.
"Now," Robotnik continued, not taking his eyes from his lips, "I'm gonna need you to be my guinea pig for a second."
"Whatever you need, doctor!" Stone said, glancing down at Robotnik's lips and looking up at his eyes again as an invite.
Robotnik leaned down to kiss Stone.
It started as shy kiss on the lips, as Robotnik didn't know how much the other man would accept that experiment, but Stone was quick to set the pace by wrapping his arms around Robotnik's shoulders and pulling him for a deeper kiss.
Robotnik wrapped his arms around Stone's body as the other man kissed him with such hunger Ivo was starting to think it was more than mere acting. Stone bit his lip, played with tongue and let out sweet sounds as they kissed. Robotnik was going to go insane if Stone kept this up.
Stone, however, moved his arms down from Robotnik's neck, wrapping them around his back instead and pulled away from the kiss, leaving Robotnik confused — and disappointed — for a second before he moved again. Ivo's eyes widened as Stone lowered his head and started planting kisses down his neck.
"Stone?!" Robotnik exclaimed in surprise.
Stone lifted his head, stopping the kisses. "Yes, sir?"
"Did I give you permission to stop?! Keep going!"
His ever loyal sycophant then continued his exploration of Robotnik's neck while the goose banged on the door with increasing anger. The wooden door was of questionable quality and he knew that it wouldn't handle too many attacks.
"The door will break at this rate," Robotnik said, "The goose is reacting much more than I thought it would be."
"Sorry," Stone said, before running his teeth on his neck.
The stimulation sent a pleasurable shiver through Robotnik's skin and, more importantly, the answer made him have a realization. "Stone," he said, but the other man didn't stop. Instead, Stone started sucking on his skin. "Stone! Wait! Stop!" Robotnik grabbed him, forcing him to pull away. "How desperate are you?!"
"Did I do something wrong?"
"No," Robotnik said firmly, "you are going to continue doing that! I just need some clarification on that... attraction... that you were so afraid of the goose catching. Was that directed towards me?"
Stone avoided his gaze. "I-"
He shook him. "Don't take too long, the goose will escape!"
"I'm not sure if I'm allowed to answer, doctor."
"It's a yes or no question, Stone, are you stupid?! You can say 'yes, doctor, your irresistible charm seduced me as expected of any person with a modicum of intelligence" or 'no, doctor, our relationship is strictly professional and we won't mention this conversation ever again', then we can go back to our make out session before the goose loses inter-"
"Yes!" Stone exclaimed, "Yes, doctor your irresistible charm something something I forgot the rest of the sentence, can we go back to making out, please?"
Robotnik paused, surprised at the answer. Stone was attracted to him. To him. Doctor Robotnik. Not some shitty agent from that agency. Not that he ever needed to worry because Robotnik knew he was the superior possible option.
"You are going to work on a better confession later," Robotnik said, before pushing Stone against the wall for another kiss.
Robotnik smiled in the kiss, feeling an immense confidence boost. He started taking the lead: kissing stone, biting him, touching him, exploring his body. His experiment was unfortunately limited due to their circumstances. He wished that he could do more, unbutton his shirt, explore his chest, see how much would take to break that man into a writhing, begging mess.
But they were in the broom closet of the second floor of their job. He would have to stay with just kissing for now.
Stone, however, seemed to have forgotten that detail. Robotnik suddenly felt a knee press between his legs, right under his crotch. Ivo succumbed to the temptation, jerking his hips against it once or twice before he widened his eyes and stepped away, stopping himself. "Stone, what are you doing?! I'm not coming out of this closet with a tent in my pants in front of the entire building!"
"Sorry, doctor," Stone laughed, "I got a little carried away."
"I know I'm irresistible, but try having some self control," Robotnik said, "no wonder the goose is so aggressive."
Goose whose murderous attack on the door had become background noise as they resumed their make out session. They had almost forgotten about it when there was a sudden beep. The gun. The gun was charged. Robotnik didn't want to stop, but the last thing he wanted was to get murdered by a robot goose mid make out in the closet. That would be one of the most embarrassing ways to die. He pushed Stone away and turned around to unplug the gun, giving it to a confused Stone. "Back to normal!" He scolded the other man, who still looked stunned from their making out session. "Now follow me. At the count of three."
Stone nodded, getting the gun in position. Robotnik Stood in front of the door.
"One."
Robotnik put his hand on the door handle.
"Two."
The goose hit the door again, and Robotnik mapped the attack position in his head. He could see that Stone was doing the same, going by his stance.
"THREE!" Robotnik screamed, opening the door.
Stone jumped on the goose, hitting it with the gun that sent a shock wave through the robot, making it stop moving instantly. Robotnik then took it as his cue to grab the robot goose by its neck and spin it around, sending it flying against a wall. The robot broke into pieces.
There was a group of people standing around the corner, including Beth from accounting and the idiot squad from earlier.
"Problem solved," Robotnik said, "The avian nightmare is has been done with. You can call the cleaning crew to take the carcass away." Robotnik passed by the group, followed by Stone, ignoring their glances. "No need to cheer and clap. I know I've done a good job."
Nobody, not even remotely, looked like they wanted to clap. Half of them looked scared and the other half glared at him. Not that Robotnik would have noticed or cared.
"Agent Stone," Robotnik said, when they were far enough from the people.
"Yes, sir," Stone said.
"Follow me to my personal storage. We have further experiments to conduct."
Stone smiled. "Yes, sir!"