Dr. Wiley pulled himself out of bed and stared lazily at the breakfast tray before him. Eggs Benedict. Again. He despised eggs Benedict.
Pushing the tray aside, he fumbled toward the bathroom. A voice called his name.
"Albert! Allllbert!"
"In here, sweetums." Wiley glanced at himself in the mirror, disgusted. What had his life become? Who was he, really? He examined the inside of each eyeball carefully. And then his tongue. He was left with more questions than answers.
"Oh!" The voice materialized at the bathroom door. "Albert, you haven't even touched your eggs Benedict. Aren't you hungry?"
"Damnit. I need to be alone. Just go." Wiley's eyes were wild. He glared at his once-beloved, who audibly winced at the sight. The ridiculously oversized pair of scissors atop his head pointed square at Wiley's throat. Cut Man was crying. Again. He despised when Cut Man cried.
The tension was soon broken by the unmistakable ringtone of Wiley's phone. It played "Who Let the Dogs Out".
"I have to take this." Wiley growled, pushing Cut Man back into the bedroom with the heel of his boot. "Talk to me." Wiley chirped.
"Albert, you're needed at the lab. Now. There's been...an incident."
The voice on the other end belonged to Mega Man and his tone was indeed urgent.
"What incident? What's happened?" Wiley asked.
"It's Zack. And Cody." Mega Man sighed. "They're here and they say they're not leaving until you meet with them personally."
"Goddamnit." Wiley hung up and scrambled for his lab coat. He started to say goodbye to Cut Man, but kicked the tray of eggs Benedict over instead. Wiley could hear Cut Man's sobs as he departed in his capsule. He laughed to himself.
At the lab, all hell was breaking loose. Bomb Man had attempted to explode Cody but failed, having realized that nearly every item contained within the lab would also be exploded. Zack scuffled with Ice Man, while Fire Man looked on, helpless. Dr. Wiley sent a series of gunshots into the air. The lab fell silent.
"You wanna tell me what this is all about?" Wiley demanded.
"Dr. Wiley! Thank God!" Mega Man had finally shown his face. His demeanor was exasperated.
"We need to talk to you. You...you..." Zack snarled.
"What? What?!" Wiley snarled back.
"You HOMEWRECKER!" Zack collapsed into a fit of tears, which surprised Dr. Wiley. And in a moment of sympathy, he took Zack's hand and led him to a nearby chair.
"Sit down" he offered. "Now then. Explain. Please."
"It's Cody." Zack sobbed.
Dr. Wiley turned his gaze upon Cody and his heart leapt. His love. His passion. His one reason for living. Memories seared into Wiley's soul came flooding back. That summer in Paris. The night on the balcony. The first kiss. The kiss that had lead to so much more. Wiley closed his eyes and remembered. He remembered "the suite life".
Zack interrupted, "He's pregnant, Wiley. He's pregnant and it isn't mine!"
Dr. Wiley clutched his chest and fainted.
When he awoke, Mega Man was swabbing his forehead with a moist towelette.
"Shhh..." he gently whispered.
Through vision blurred, Wiley searched the room for Cody's warm, familiar smile. But alas. Cody was gone.
"We had them killed, sir." Mega Man reported. "Sleep now. Sleep now, my angel."