thought that I’ve had for a while now:
It’s obvious that Stone and Robotnik are gay for each other but I don’t see Robotnik showing a whole lot of emotion towards it, y’know not being super mushy n stuff
but imagine, if you will…
It’s like the final battle and it’s heated—our heroes are giving their all, Robotnik’s not holding back, in fact he’s got that crazed grin on his face and Stone’s right beside him smiling too
And I don’t know how it happens, the big robot that Robotnik’s controlling crashes, a piece of shrapnel goes in the wrong direction, a spin dash, punch, Miles Prower invention attack, a makeshift weapon is poorly timed
No matter how it happens, Stone ends up on the ground. Everything around him is smoking, sparking, destroyed. The emotion from the battle still raging on is palpable, but for Robotnik—it stops.
He’s aware of his Agent at all times. Even in his most focused state, he knows Stone’s state of wellbeing because the control gloves Robotnik made for Stone report his vitals right to Robotnik’s own control gloves. He knows the agent’s position at all times. He knows the Agent like the back of his hand.
So he didn’t even need to turn to know that something was wrong.
The moment it happened, it felt like a sword went through his chest. He didn’t even need the faint beeping of his control gloves giving him report of Stone’s injuries to know that his love had been hurt.
Everything falls away from Robotnik as he drops down to cradle Stone.
He’s bleeding and unresponsive.
Robotnik leans over him, shielding him from the battle that is slowly coming to a stop as the heroes realize what’s going on.
“STOP,” Robotnik screams, desperate to keep Stone from further harm. He’s scared—he’s never worried about Stone like this because the Agent can take care of himself.
But now Stone was defenseless and battered, and Robotnik can’t handle all the emotion. He’s never loved something so fiercely that he’d abandoned reason. He should be getting up and killing that blue rat but Stone takes up all his focus. Here is the great Dr. Ivo Robotnik, reduced to begging.
“Stop! Please… please don’t hurt him.”
The wide, worried eyes of Sonic the Hedgehog appear closer and closer in his vision. How dare he.
“I can get him to a hospital quick!” Robotnik’s grip tightens.
“No! My lab has all the capabilities to heal him.” But the lab is 20 miles away. Stone doesn’t have that kind of time.
The woman, Maddie, he thinks, pipes up.
“He needs medical attention now, Ivo!”
“Don’t you think I know that?” he yells. He hoists Stone up into his arms, staggering.
“I have to get him to my lab.”
