Fanfiction: The Adventures of El Gran Gordo & El Rapido Azul!
Contest Entry for Team-Up Time!
by Viklas
It was a boring day at the Thorndyke mansion. Sonic was lounging about on the living room sofa, trying to take a nap.
"Hey Sonic..."
The hedgehog's ears perked up at the little boy's voice. It was Chris, the new friend he'd made after being transported to this strange world called Earth. Turning his head slightly, and barely opening an eye, Sonic replied, "What's up, buddy?"
"Grandpa and I are gonna go see the Station Square Wrestling Tournament today! You wanna come?" Chris asked, smiling.
"Wrestling?" Sonic scoffed, "C'mon, Chris, wrestling is fa-"
He caught sight of Chris's grandfather, Chuck, glaring at him from across the room.
"-aaaaantastic. Of... course I'll go with ya."
"Oh, yay!" Chris bounced up and down, grabbing Sonic in a tight hug, "This'll be tons of fun!"
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MEANWHILE...
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"Decoe! Bocoe! HELP ME!" shouted Dr. Eggman, who was - at present - trying in vain to squeeze his huge, lumbering frame into a just-too-small wrestling costume.
"Doctor, perhaps you need less cakes and more carrots!" Decoe chimed in.
"Regular exercise wouldn't hurt you either, sir!" Bocoe added.
"Save your advice for later!" Eggman grunted, "Just pull!"
After... some doing, Eggman was finally in his costume. He donned a pair of boots, a colorful cape covered in sequins, a luchador mask obscuring his face, and the letters "EL GRAN GORDO" across his shirt.
Snapping his fingers, the scientist pointed to his reflection in the mirror and grinned. "Lookin' good, Ivo! Lookin' really good!"
Suddenly, a scrawny fellow in a suit and tie ran into the room, "Excuse me, uh, Mr. Gordo, you're up next, sir!"
"Aha!" Eggman turned around, his gaudy cape swooshing behind him, "My public awaits! You two hold down the fort while I'm gone!"
"The fort?" Decoe looked at Bocoe, "I thought this was an ordinary dressing room."
"Perhaps the Doctor is homesick and misses his island base," Bocoe replied.
Eggman's palm settled on his face for a moment, before he yelled, "It's an expression, you titanium tinheads! Ugh, just... watch the room while I'm gone. Anyway, I'm off!"
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"Ooh, Sonic! Grandpa! The show's about to start!" Chris said.
"Goodie," Sonic replied.
"IIIIIIIN THIS CORNER..." the referee shouted into his microphone, "...THE CHALLENGER! THE MAN WHO AIMS TO DETHRONE THE CHAMP AND TAKE HIS TITLE, MR. MEEEEAN!"
The stadium booed and hissed as Mr. Mean, a thin, wiry fellow clad in purple with a long, pointy thin mustache, hopped into the ring.
"Weeeh heh heh!" the heel laughed, "I'm-a gonna destroy the champ right in front of all his fans tonight! And nothing you good-for-nothing audience can do about it!"
Triumphant music started to play as the referee continued.
"IN THIIIIIS CORNER, THE CHAMP, THE MAN YOU ALL KNOW AND LOVE, STATION SQUARE'S DARLING... EL GRAN GOOOOORDO!"
The audience exploded into applause as Dr. Egg- er, El Gran Gordo walked to the ring, waving and smiling to his fans.
"Thank you, thank you! El Gran Gordo loves you all!" He then looked at his opponent, grinning, "Mr. Mean, I hear you think you can beat the great El Gran Gordo! Let's put your words to the test, and show you why I am the best!"
"Oh, geez," Sonic rolled his eyes, "Can this get any more lame?"
"C'mon, Sonic!" Chris said, "El Gran Gordo is a hero! He fights for truth and justice!"
"If only you knew..." Sonic muttered. He knew El Gran Gordo was really Eggman, but tolerated his wrestling shtick because it distracted him from world domination and - as a bonus - gave Chris a positive role model. Still, he kind of resented his archnemesis getting all this positive attention and praise when he was secretly trying to conquer the world. Ah well... At least Eggman would never actually succeed as long as he was around.
"3... 2... 1..."
Mr. Mean lunged at Eggman, a split-second before the referee had the chance to yell "GO!"
Catching Eggman off guard, he knocked the rotund rapscallion down.
The audience booed this obvious cheating, and gasped in shock as Gordo plummeted to the mat.
"ONE..."
The referee began to count as Gordo was pinned, right at the start.
"TWO..."
Eggman, summoning his strength, rolled out from under Mean and delivered his patented Flying Gordita Smasher right to his nefarious face.
"Oof!" the brawling baddie reeled back, "Lucky shot, big guy! But I've got more tricks up my sleeve!"
Eggman looked up to the audience, where he happened to spot Chris and - was that... it was! - his nemesis, Sonic.
"Get him, Gordo!" Chris yelled.
Eggman gave the boy a thumbs-up, and continued pummeling his rival.
Suddenly, a weary Mr. Mean called for a time out. In a flash, he leapt out of the ring, and was replaced... by a hulking giant of a man who was fully energized and ready to fight.
Eggman scratched his head, confused, "What's going on?"
"Nyeh heh heh!" Mr. Mean produced a piece of paper and a pair of reading glasses, "Why, that's only my teammate, the Smasher. You should've read the rules! For tonight's match was changed to a tag-team match a few minutes before it was time to start. What? I was prepared, why weren't you, Gordo?"
"Rrrr!" Eggman growled, "You must have cheated, or bribed the officials or something! Nobody changes the rules right before a match!"
Mr. Mean shrugged, "If you don't have a partner, I guess the 'great' Gordo can take us on by himself, mmm?"
The ref rang the bell, restarting the match. The Smasher wasted no time decking Eggman in the face, while Mr. Mean got some much-needed water and rest by the ring. Eggman - lacking a partner - got no break, and was starting to lose his energy quickly.
Chris grimaced, "I can't believe this! They're gonna beat Gordo! They're- ...Sonic?"
Sonic's seat was empty. Where had he gone?
"GWAH HAH HAH! GIVE UP, LITTLE MAN!" the Smasher yelled in his outside voice, "GIVE UP AND SAVE YOURSELF THE PAIN AND EMBARRASSMENT OF DEFEAT!"
Eggman was feeling pretty terrible. Perhaps giving up before he got killed would be the smarter option...
"Yo, Gran! Sorry I'm late!"
"What?" Mr. Mean asked.
"HUH?" the Smasher turned his head.
"WHAT?!" Eggman stammered, the most surprised of all.
"Yeah! It's me! El..." he sighed, "Rapido Azul."
Sonic the Hedgehog stood there, clad in a gaudily-colored costume, complete with a mask to hide his identity. He wasn't doing this for Eggman, no. He was doing this for Chris, and because he couldn't stand cheaters.
"So why don'tcha switch out for now, Gordo? I'll take this guy for ya!"
Eggman grinned, "Sure thing... El Rapido Azul!"
They swapped out, and Sonic hopped into the ring, "Alright, tough guy, let's do this!"
"HAW HAW HAW! YOU ARE EVEN TINIER THAN THE TINY MAN WAS. I WILL HAVE FUN CRUSHING YOU!" the Smasher responded.
Sonic smirked, "Have fun with this!"
He then proceeded to run in circles around the gigantic fighter, getting faster and faster as the Smasher tried in vain to keep up. Dizzying the man, the hedgehog finally stopped, watching him topple over, before leaping on top of him.
"ONE! TWO! THREE!" and with that, the Smasher was tapped out.
"PBBBT!" Mr. Mean spit out his drink, watching from the sidelines. "What the heck?!"
As he reluctantly entered the ring, Sonic tagged Eggman back in, "Why don't you the honors..." his voice quieted a bit, "Doc?"
Eggman grinned, "Sure thing, blue boy."
"GO!"
The match resumed, as Eggman and Mr. Mean squared off.
"Bah! Not to worry! I'm rested, and ready to wipe the floor with this loser luchador!"
Eggman pulled no punches, however, as the two battled on the mat. Mr. Mean was getting his head handed to him, before he bit Eggman's arm, catching him off guard, before following it up by tripping him over.
"That cheater!" Sonic said, watching from the sidelines.
Mr. Mean reached for Gordo's mask, laughing, "Why don't we show your fans who you really are?"
Sonic frowned, "Can't believe I'm doing this..."
The hedgehog rushed underneath the ring, and before Gordo's mask could be pulled off, he curled into a spiked ball and leapt up, bumping Mr. Mean out of his spot.
"H-hey!" Mr. Mean, knocked over, slowly got back to his feet, only to see an enraged El Gran Gordo barreling toward him.
With a final punch, Mean was out.
"THE WINNER... AND REIGNING CHAMPION... EL GRAN GORDO! And his teammate, EL RAPIDO AZUL!"
However, "Azul" was nowhere to be found. In fact, Sonic was already back in his seat in the audience, winking and giving Eggman a thumbs-up.
Eggman held up his championship belt, grinning, "Thank you, everyone! El Gran Gordo is happy to remain your champion! As for my partner..."
Eggman smirked, looking back up at Sonic, "Tonight was his last match, and he's retired. So please, give El Rapido Azul a big a hand for a splendid final bout!"
The audience erupted into applause.
"GO, GORDO AND AZUL!" Chris cheered.
Eggman grinned. This was a nice diversion from world domination, and - he supposed - did net him some money to fund his schemes. Perhaps, though, it was something more. It was a chance to be the hero that a supervillain like him never could be otherwise. It was... nice, however temporary.
Silently returning the hedgehog's gesture, Eggman gave a thumbs-up to Sonic in the stands.
Maybe that irritating hedgehog wasn't a total nuisance after all. ...Eh, for now. Once Eggman launches his next scheme, surely he'll go right back to hating that hedgehog, but for now, the two shared a moment of respectful solidarity.
