This is a random thing I started writing in a tumblr post.
I have a few other things like this, random ficbits I'm not going to expand into longer pieces, so I decided I should do a oneshot/snippet collection.
They looked to Dr. Wily, but he just rolled his eyes and… got back to work? "Dr. Wily, what should we do?" Shadow was the one to ask.
"Find me better tools," was the cranky response.
"You don't seem concerned..?" Magnet said. When he and Snake had reported their findings to him, to just ignore something like this?
Dr. Wily wasn't glaring at him, but past his eyes at the contents of his braincase. 'Did I cross some wires or something?' he was clearly wondering. 'Where the heck did I go wrong when I built this robot, for them to turn out this stupid?'
What he said was, "Why would I be concerned? This is what he's for," and returned to the task of getting one of Magnet's brothers' bits back inside his frame instead of opening up Magnet to get a look at his chips and see if sticking in more RAM would help.
"You built him to become a god?" Snake stared. "Him?" The crazy one?
"Eventually, that was going to happen," Dr. Wily said, waving a screwdriver at the orb of light without bothering to look over. "A godlike AI, rampancy, the singularity, whatever the kids are calling it these days. Thomas was just smart enough to realize that since it was inevitable unless humans wiped themselves out first, it would be a good idea for someone to make sure that when it happened, it wasn't the end of the world." Nothing to freak out about. "And I checked his work," which settled the matter. "So cool your systems and check the others for serious injuries instead of standing around oohing and aaahing!" At his rival's work.
The Thirds and younger series scattered at that, leaving Quick, Air and Metal to look at each other.
"If I knew building a god was all it took to impress them I would have built another one years ago," Dr. Wily was muttering. "Ungrateful… don't appreciate my genius… They have no taste. I should build another god, a better one. An outer god."
Yeah, that was it, the three of them decided wordlessly and wirelessly. Time to pack up everyone and get away from the planet of the crazy people before Dr. Wily figured out how to make it catching.
Some of Zero's nicknames include 'a death machine with light-up tits' and 'the robotic lovechild of Death and Vegas,' but I couldn't get even an annoyed Dr. Wily to refer to one of his sons that way.