Hey everyone! This is your favorite piece of confederate chocolate, with a brand new fanfiction story
The inspiration for this story actually came from...wait for it...Cubot! If you have ever watched Sonic Boom, season one, episode six, fortress of sqalitude, then you will have seen the part after Eggman finds the letter from the magazine company, when Cubot says, "Robot women who love us for our brains and don't care about looks or money?" I wanted to try and make his wish come true with this story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sonic Boom or any of its characters. I do own Retrobot, Robeat, and Madam Lightbulb. If you want to use them in a story of your own, PM me and I'll see what I can do.
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"Hurry! Hurry you fools! She'll be here any minute!" Eggman shouted for what Orbot was sure was the hundredth time that day. "Must I do everything myself? Both of you, move faster! And make sure you pick up my screwdriver set there."
Orbot sighed and picked up the screwdrivers. Eggman had always been mean to them, but it had been getting worse and worse over the last week or so. It started when he'd gotten a video call from another evil genius named Madam Lightbulb, who had requested to come and stay with Eggman for a few days and have him help her with some of her work. 'Just a simple request, by a simple person,' Orbot had thought, 'right?'
Wrong.
After the call, Eggman had gone absolutely crazy, going on and on about what an honor it was to have such a great scientist come and stay with him and when Cubot innocently asked who she was, Eggman called him an brainless dope and showed the both of them an article of hers in Inventor's Monthly. Apparently, this was only one of her many, many articles, because Eggman started going on and on about all of her acomplishments that he had read about. When he finally finished after almost fifteen minutes of talking, (and both robots were very surprised by this. They though the only one Eggman thought that highly of was himself.) he insisted that the two robots stay up all night cleaning the spare rooms, all ten of them, because he had no idea which one would please her most.
This madness had only gotten worse as Madam Lightbulb's visit approached. Orbot was sure they had been ordered to clean every part of the huge island lair at least twice, if not more. He knew he would be glad when this Madam Lightbulb was gone.
Ding-dong!
Orbot was snapped from his thoughts by the doorbell. "It's her!" shouted Eggman. "Alright, places everybody! No, not there!" he snapped at Cubot, as the robot went to answer the door, "You both stay behind me!"
"Yes, sir," they both answered automatically.
"Good." Eggman opened the door.
On the doorstep stood a tall woman with short, bobbed black hair and a lot of makeup on her pale face. She also wore a fur coat, even though it was plenty warm outside. "You are Dr. Ivo Robotnick, I presume?" Orbot noted that she spoke with a slight German accent.
"Yes, that would be me! Hello, Madam Lightbulb, please do come in!"
The lady stepped into the hall and past Eggman. Then she began to look around. "You have a very nice place. Very clean. I like a work place to be clean." Orbot had to smile. After all, he and Cubot had done all that cleaning she was appreciating!
"Yes, a clean workspace is very important. That's why I spent the last week making sure things were extra clean for your visit!" Orbot's smile vanished as soon as these words left Eggman's mouth. As usual, they got no credit for all their hard work. None at all.
"So where would you like to stay? I've got several rooms prepared for you to choose from. You can pick any of them, or use them all if you like!"
A pause. "I would like to look at them first," she answered slowly.
"Yes, yes, of course! How silly of me!" he said sweetly. Then he turned to Orbot and Cubot. "Orbot!" he snapped, "Show Madam Lightbulb all the rooms she can choose from. Cubot! Go get her luggage!"
"Oh, that won't be nessasary." Madam Lightbulb cut in. "You see, I already have someone bringing it up." She stepped back outside, then called out, "Retrobot, Robeat, hurry up! I don't have all day you know!"
"Coming, Mistress!" two voices chorused.
Those voices, Orbot thought, they sound like robot voices. But there's something different about them. What is it? He glaced over at Cubot. The yellow robot had clearly noticed something different about the voices too.
"Good, you finally made it up here. Now, come with me, and bring my things. And be quick about it!"
"Yes, Mistress," the voices chorused again. And then, two female robots, one light blue with a rounded body, like Orbot's, the other deep purple with a cubed body like Cubot, except she stood up straight, came in loaded down with suitcases.
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