A young bright mind flourishes when left alone. It creates ideas of phenomenal scale. With time, those ideas can bare fruit. Strange how each mind is different. When two minds are similar, their ego can be the opposite.
Miles 'Tails' Prower is similar to the Eggman. They are geniuses of mechanics. Tails has, many times, created items that helped the Hedgehog stop the doctor's plan. Without the two tailed prodigy child, the world would have belonged to Robotnik years ago.
A modest home is where the young fox could once be found – it's where he tinkers with his gadgets and brings birth to machines of awe. He, from time to time, would get a visit from a familiar face – a young pink female hedgehog who always chased after the fox's closest friend, Sonic – Amy Rose. One morning, without even a knock, she barged in his home.
"Hey, Tails!" She shouted upon arrival, "You here?"
With a groan and a sigh, the prodigy called from the back, "Here, Amy. In the back."
She followed his voice and found Tails working on some various mechanical parts in a dimly litted back room.

"How's it going, Tails? You seen Sonic around?"

"Yeah... he went out for a chili-dog run. Guy's addicted, I swear. He should be back, soon."

"Define soon." Amy responded with annoyance.
"Well, it's Sonic. You know, he's got that whole 'running faster than the speed of sound' thing going for him. I wouldn't expect him to take long. Then again, that also depends how much he eats, and if he goes sight seeing."

"Doesn't he usually carry a communicator with him or something?"

"When we're saving the world, sometimes, yeah. He's got a cell-phone, though. But, you know, that's for an emergency. What's the rush, anyhow?"

"I gotta tell him something REALLY important!"
"We've got two different ideas of importance, Amy. My idea of important is someone's life being in danger... your idea is letting Sonic know that you're his 'one and only'."

"See? Important!" Amy agreed with a nod.
Tails rolled his eyes.

"Just sit back and relax. He'll be back."

"Fine..."

Amy, with a pout, sat on a nearby, surprisingly clean, desk. She wiggled her feet with impatience as Tails continued his work. She looked around the room, noticing it's fairly dark, aside from a swinging light over Tails and his particular active workstation. Scattered across the room were parts of robots, machines, and vehicles. Three different computers were also in there, two active, and one that was being booted by Tails. The fox picked up the head of a robotic insect and removed the tip of its head, revealing some machinery inside. He connected a cable to it and to his computer. Tails set down the head and watched the screen.

"Uh... what are you doing, Tails?" Amy asked, extremely confused.

"Hmmm...? Oh! Examining Eggman's old tech. See, I got this theory that his workmanship gets slowly more complicated each time. Like, this Motobug is real simple – however, that Eggrobo that I got in the corner is a lot more difficult. I could remake the Motobug easy, but the Eggrobo would be tough. However, I'm betting if I go at it one by one, remaking Eggman's bots, I could probably make Eggrobo easy, and onward. I really want to develop some sentient bots, but I haven't the slightest clue on that. Currently, I'm downloading Motobug's programming and looking it over, I want to compare it to some of his later work. Particularly, I want to compare it, Eggrobo and one of the E-Series programming. See what stays and what goes. Keeping some lines of codes, tweaking others, and removing potential junk lines."

"Wow..." Amy said, trying to understand what Tails was explaining to her, "You could have said, 'I'm being a geek,' and saved yourself the breath"

"Geek?"Tails retorted with insult, "I'm not a geek!"

Amy chuckled and looked at the currently booted computer.

"Really?"

"Okay, fine. I'm a geek, but you know what, we'll own this world."

"Yeah? There's another geek, you know, his name's Eggman and he's been trying to own this world for years, but he gets stopped all the time by Sonic. Geeks will never beat jocks, honey."

"... In case you forgotten, I was the one who provided that fake emerald that saved Sonic's life when he was in that time-bomb rigged capsule plummeting through space. Oh, and there's that translator that helped Sonic stop that interplanetary amusement park. Who made that translator? Oh! Me, again. Without me, Sonic would probably have been dead a long time ago." Tails admitted with a smirk.

"Yeah, well … you know … Sonic's cuter..."

A sigh was released and the fox continued working – flying a final banner of "Women are such a confusing creature."

Seconds passed and Amy looked around a bit more, impatiently kicking her feet. She smacked her lips on her teeth and finally asked, "It's so boring here, Tails. You need to liven this place up a bit. You got a boom box or something? Some music? Come on."

"I don't listen to a lot of music. There's a radio on the third shelf by the window, though. But it really only picks up the news."

"I'll take it!"

With that, Amy hopped down and ran to the radio. She flicked on the switch and listened.

"... the Chao in Space Four film has reached new heights with incredible box office sales! Next, we discuss politics where, get this, the renown scientist, Doctor Ivo Robotnik starts a political party! Is he nuts? Does the doctor have a new sinister plan up his sleeve? Could this be the start of a new era for the United Federation? Find out, after a word from our sponsors!"

Tails dropped all activity and stared at the radio.

"A political party? Eggman?" Tails added with interest.

"Yeah, who does he think will vote for him on anything? It's weird."

"This is incredibly alarming."

"Well, it's not like we have to worry. He's evil and everyone knows it. He won't get votes."

"Exactly. Which means he must have something up his sleeve. You're getting your wish early, Amy. I'm calling Sonic. He's got to hear this broadcast."

Tails ran to a nearby counter and grabbed his phone, he quickly dialed down a number and brought the phone to his ear.

"Come on... come on... Sonc! Hey, yeah – yeah. No time... Yes, I know the chili-dogs are big there. No, listen! Listen! Okay, Sonic, you got to get home quickly! … Like, really quickly! There's something you got to hear, it's very, very important! … Like, two minutes kinda quick, man!... Okay, okay. Yeah, hurry. Okay, later, Sonic."

"So, he's coming?" Amy asked.

"Fast, hopefully. This is something the guy needs to hear."

As promised, with only a few minutes of spare time, the hedgehog busted through the door and ran to Tails' work area.

"Yo, Tails, what's so impor-"

As if called, Amy pounced on the Blue Blur with a hug and "Sonic!"

"Don't tell me THIS is what I had to hear!"

"No, man. Listen to the radio... This is weird."

Tails, Amy, and Sonic all tuned into the radio and let informational transmission enter their ears.

"AND! We're back! Welcome everyone to Chaos News, your live local news source of all happenings around the United Federation. Today, we got a word from Doctor Robotnik, who was responsible for the recent development of the Yoke Party. Yes, you heard it right, the renown scientist has created a political party. For what? We asked him that, ourselves."

A new voice, Doctor Eggman's, flooded the room.

"It has come to my attention that, with all my knowledge and expertise, I can do lots of good. See, I am a master of robotic creations. I can create many new machines to benefit mankind. My party embodies that idea. It focuses on the advancement of technology and research. Yes, I'm done with trying to take over the world. If you believe in my genius, then please – allow my party to your grace."

The previous voice reentered the room.
"That's all we have gotten from Doc-"

Flick, and the radio shut down. Tails then followed the voice with his opinion.

"The Yoke Party? Sounds like the doc's up to no good."

"Of course he is... or isn't. I mean, yeah, he's up to no good." Sonic added.

"What are we gonna do, Sonic?"

"What can we do? The only thing that's an option is to wait and see how this pans out. It's strange, though. Nobody would vote for him. What's he got planned?"

With the question set in stone, time began to tick. What would the answer be?