Don't worry ElementalSwordskid, I will. Well, not exactly all of it... I'm missing like... (Thinks hard) Five chapters, They're are gone, forever. The only ones I remember that are missing are: Mario, Kirby, and Pit... None of which were good, so yeah...
The Dr. Wily Show: Episode 4
The crowd cheered loudly as Dr. Wily sat down in his comfortable chair. He took a few sips of his coffee before turning to the audience. The scientist put his mug down and smiled widely at them, showing them his perfect white teeth. "Welcome to the Dr. Wily Show, everyone! I'm your host - Dr. Albert Wily - and today's guest is from a place called P-"
Punk - who was leaning against the wall right next to the exit - rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his stomach. "As if that wasn't obvious enough," he said under his breath, his voice seeping with annoyance and anger as he put his foot to the wall.
The scientist ignored him and carried on in a cheerful and loud voice. "And today's special guest is none other than King Dee Dee Dee! Let's give him a warm welcome, everybody!" he said with a giant smile on his face. As the host began to clap, Metal Man quickly turned the camera to the entrance for guests. Everyone is silent for a few seconds, simply waiting for the King to show up...
But he never did.
Dr. Wily coughed loudly and fixed his white collar. His eyebrows furrowed and mouth wide open, he turned to his robots, uncertain as a bright blush formed on his weary and worried face. "Um... " He cleared his throat and began to speak. "Quick Man, Guts Man, Star Man, Shadow Man, and Ice Man! Get over here!"
Quick Man did a hasty bow, his face solemn. "Yes, Master Wily?" both he and Guts Man said, their voices drenched with confusion and curiosity. The speedster gave his creator a tiny smile. "How may I be of service to you, Master?" he added after a moment.
Star Man grinned and let out a few giggles before he said, "What do you need us for, my Lord?" Unlike the rest of his brothers, Star Man wasn't wearing his armor. He wore a bright pink shirt, black jeans, and tennis shoes instead.
"What can I do for you, Master?" asked Shadow Man as he came out from a dark corner of the room, his voice a stark contrast to Star Man's upbeat one.
Ice Man didn't say a word, he just stared at Wily, his face void of emotion. It unnerved the Robot Masters greatly. They glanced at each other, not saying a word, they didn't need to. Their expressions told everyone of their discomfort and unease. Though all this didn't seem to bother their creator in the slightest.
"I need you to go find King Dee Dee Dee," the scientist said, leaning back in his chair.
Ice Man quickly saluted him, cracking a wide grin. "Yes sir!" Star Man, Quick Man, Shadow Man, and Guts Man followed him closely behind. Dr. Wily sighed and took a small sip of his coffee while the audience stared at him. He tried his best to ignore them and stared into his black coffee, his face slowly becoming impassive.
With Guts Man, Quick Man, Star Man, Shadow Man, and Ice Man
"King Dee Dee Dee! Where are you?" yelled out Quick Man as he walked down one of the many halls in Wily's castle.
Guts Man glanced around and saw a vase on a table. He picked it up, took out the flowers, and looked inside it. He turned to Quick Man and said in a very worried voice, "He's not in the vase."
Quick Man gave him a look that said, 'Of course he's not in the vase, you idiot! What the heck is wrong with you?'
"KING DEE DEE, WHERE ARE YOU!?" Ice Man screamed as loud as possible, causing Star Man to jump into Guts Man's arms in fear.
"Eek! Don't yell like that, Ice Man!" Star Man cried in his high pitched voice, still violently trembling. "You scared me half to death!" he shouted, glaring at Ice Man who was grinning sheepishly. He looked up at Guts Man and noticed he was staring at him. Star Man blushed in embarrassment and slowly slipped out of Guts Man's hold. He brushed himself off and saw that he had dirt and flower petals all over his clothes. "Eww, gross."
"He's not in the bathroom," said a deep voice. Quick Man turned around and faced the speaker, Shadow Man. The ninja gave a small shake of his head, and continued in that monotone voice of his. "Neither is he outside, Quick Man. I searched all over."
"Hmm..." Quick Man put his right hand under his chin and rubbed it. "I wonder where he's at..."
"He's not under the rug either," Guts Man said as he put the hallway rug back on the floor, looking back at Quick Man. This earned him many stares of amazement and pity for several moments. After those moments Guts Man's brothers sighed and continued their search.
Quick Man sighed and placed his hand on his face. He noticed Dust Man coming out of a different hall and into this one. He was carrying a bucket, a mop, a rag, and some glass cleaner. The orange robot cleared his throat. "Hey Dust Man, have you seen King Dee Dee Dee anywhere? We've been looking all over for him." He glared at Guts Man, "And I mean everywhere."
The Cossack robot just stared at him for several moments before sighing loudly. "He left," he muttered, somehow managing to look more depressed every second.
Star Man's head quickly turned around, a deep frown on his face. "...He just left, without saying where he was going?"
Dust Man gave a slow nod, very miserable right now. Well, to be honest, he was usually miserable, but still... It was as if he became the definition of depression.
"I think we should go back to Wily, Quick Man," Shadow Man said, his voice barely above a whisper as he disappeared into the shadows.
Quick Man sighed aloud and nodded. "You heard the man. Let's go, you guys."
They all headed back to Dr. Wily. When they got back, their creator and Elec Man were laughing as Gemini Man, Bass, Enker, Punk, Quint and the audience were giving them both weird looks.
"HA HA HA HA HA!" The scientist wiped some tears from his eyes as he continued to laugh.
Elec Man started banging his fists on some drums as tears ran down his cheeks. "Ha ha... Oh man, simply brilliant, Master... Who'd have thought it would be on the left side!? Ha ha ha ha! The left side and not the right! HA HA HA HA! OH LORD, WHAT PURE COMEDIC GOLD!"
Bass turned to Star Man and whispered, "They are insane, I swear. The joke made no sense."
Elec Man noticed them and smiled broadly as he waved. "Did you guys find King Dee Dee Dee?" His voice was more upbeat than usual.
"Um, he, uh, kinda left, Wily, he," Star Man drifted off and started playing with his fingers nervously, not facing the scientist.
"He what!?" Dr. Wily shouted, his eyebrows knitted. He slammed his fist on the table, clearly outraged. Some of his coffee spilled in the process, some papers he had on his desk now stained.
"He left," Shadow Man said as he Dr. Wily a slight bow, his face indifferent. "We have no idea why, my Master," he whispered.
"So... what kind of freak are you going to interview now, Wily?" Bass asked, a grin slowly playing across his face. It made Wily wish he didn't drank all of his hot coffee. He really wanted to throw some scalding coffee at Bass right now.
"Shut up, Bass," he said as calmly as he could, which wasn't very calm. He turned to the camera Plant Man was working. "We'll be right back after this commercial break, folks."
"Master, who are you going to interview?" Shadow Man asked, to which Wily sighed, the latter feeling headache coming quickly.
Dr. Wily took another sip of his coffee, then froze for a few seconds. He turned towards the Robot Masters, excitement on his usually drawn face. "I have an idea," he said, several drops of coffee on his mustache. Bass tried so hard to not laugh at that, but he couldn't. Punk, however, was able to hold in his laughter,.
"What is it, Wily?" Star Man asked, his voice sounding unusually girlie. It sickened Punk and Bass so much...
"How about I interview you all?" Wily said as he gave them a slightly creepy and toothy grin. Most of his responses to that question were stares of shock. For a few moments they just continued to stare at the other, their mouths opening closing several times.
"Eek! You're serious!?" Star Man said, his eyes shining with excitement. When the scientist nodded, Star Man began to jump for joy. The space-themed robot was happier than a chocolate addicted five year-old in Willy Wonka's chocolate factory.
"You're joking right, Wily?" Shadow Man asked, his voice just above a whisper.
"No, I'm dead serious," was Wily quick reply. "Star Man, Shadow Man, Guts Man, Quick Man, and Ice Man.." He paused when he saw their eyes widen. "I want you all to get all the Robot Masters you can find before the commercial break ends, O.K.?"
Star Man beamed and giggled for some reason. "Yes, Most Generous Lord!" Star Man squealed.
Shadow Man moaned loudly, clearly aggravated. "Yes, Dr. Wily," he said, his voice not monotone for once.
"Okey dokey," chimed in Ice Man as he saluted the scientist, not noticing the weird glance Star Man gave him.
"Err, sure thing, boss," Guts Man hesitantly said as he scratched his head.
"We'll find as many as we can!" Quick Man said, turning to take his leave.
With that they all left.
Four minutes later...
Dr. Wily smiled at his audience, trying his best to hide his anger at King De De De's leaving. "O.K., we're back everyone! And today's guests are Ice Man, Fire Man, Quick Man, Quint, Star Man, and Toad Man!" He turned to Ice Man, who sat across from him. " First off is Ice Man. Tell me, how are you today?"
Ice Man smiled cheerfully at him. "I'm kinda hot, actually. But besides that, I'm good."
Dr. Wily leaned forward in his chair. His face brimmed with curiosity and he placed his hand under his jaw, his elbows resting on his knees. "Ice Man, what do you enjoy doing in your spare time?" His voice held just as much curiosity as his face.
"Well," Ice Man placed one of his fingers to his lips and cocked his head. "I like drawing, painting, getting into snowball fights, skiing, bowling, making ice sculptures and snowmen, that sorta stuff," he trailed off, before shrugging.
"Clown Man, can you get me more coffee?" When said-robot nodded, the old man turned his full attention back to Ice Man. "And what do you hate?"
"Hot baths, summer," Ice Man paused and looked over at Snake Man, "and Snake Man." A strange hissing noise was hear throughout the room, freaking out several people.
The scientist, however, seemed unphased by it. He frowned. "Really? You hate Snake Man?" he said, unable to hide the disbelief in his voice. "Why?"
Ice Man shifted in his seat, uncomfortable. "Yeah, he's kinda creepy."
Dr. Wily raised his eyebrow. "You think he's creepy?" Ice Man gave a quick fearful nod. "Why would you th-"
Bass crossed his arms, a stoic expression on his face. "He doesn't think he's creepy, he knows he's creepy. Snake Man creeps almost everyone."
Punk nodded, shuddered, and said, "Agreed, bro. He's, ugh.."
Dr. Wily glanced at Punk and nodded. "Who would you say is the strongest of the original Robot Masters?"
"Hmmm... I would have to say Elec Man," Ice Man said, which made Elec Man smile.
"And the weakest?" Wily asked. The scientist caressed his mustache and felt something wet on it. He looked at his hand and saw coffee there. He blushed and quickly wiped his hands and mustache with the handkerchief he always kept in his pocket.
"Bomb Man for sure," was Ice Man's quick answer. The robot apparently didn't notice the coffee on Wily's face and mustache. He just kept on yabbering on about Bomb Man. "He is such a wuss sometimes. I mean, you'd expect a guy who carries bombs all the time to be... you know, not a wuss, right?"
Quick Man raised a brow, confused. "Uh, who? Who the heck is Bomb Man?"
Bass looked away and covered his mouth, trying to hide his loud laughter.
Dr. Wily sighed and ran a hand through what remained of his hair. "The short, fat, yellow robot with the orange mohawk. You know who I'm talking about...""
The speedy robot just stared at him, his face blank.
The scientist's eye twitched as he put the handkerchief back into his lab coat. "That guy that carries bombs everywhere..." Quick Man continued to stare blankly at him, not making a sound. "Dr. Light created him," Wily said harshly, obviously losing patience with the robot. With his voice even more and angry and harsh, he quickly added, "And I stole him, remember that...?"
Quick Man's eyes were wide and he looked baffled. He stared at the host for a few moments, his mouth hanging open. "... I have absolutely NO IDEA who you're talking about!" he said as he took a few steps back. Bass and Punk began laughing louder.
Dr. Wily raised his eyebrow at them as his eyes hardened. "And what, may I ask, is so funny?" he said, his question low, slow, and dangerous.
Bass wiped a tear from his eye, still chuckling. "...It's just that EVERYONE forgets about Bomb Man!"
Dr. Wily sighed and turned back to Ice Man. "What's your favorite color?" he said, and - although agitated - he forced yet another smile. Mentally he promised himself to not lose control of his anger.
"Light blue!" Ice Man shouted, which caused some of his brothers to flinch. "I also love white, navy blue, and any bright green. Gray's pretty cool, too. Oh, and any dark green is great!" he said, his voice much lower this time. The Robot Master was unaware of his siblings groaning and rolling their eyes, annoyed expressions played across their faces.
"Okay then... Now the next question is a request from someone in the audience," Wily paused, he looked like he didn't want to ask it. A grimace on his face, he said quickly, "Have you met that special person yet?"
A light pink blush formed on Ice Man's face. "No!" he said quickly, sweating a little. "I-I-I haven't met anyone!"
Quick Man gave a hearty laugh, his eyes shut and a large grin across his angular face. "Come on, we all know you love Roll, kid. Why don't you just admit- HOLY CRAP!" he yelled as he dodged a huge cube of ice. He glared at Ice Man, trembling from shock. "You could've hurt me!"
Metal Man snorted. "Isn't that the point?" he asked as he repositioned the camera on Ice Man and Dr. Wily.
"...Shut up," was Quick Man's only reply.
The host took a sip of his coffee. "If you could bring one person back to life, who'd it be?"
Ice Man frowned as he stared at his shoes. "...That's an interesting question..." He bit his lip as he thought long and hard. "I... have no idea... I guess I would bring..." He shrugged idly, that frown still there. "I don't know, I have no idea where I was going with that," he said, chuckling.
"What's your goal in life?" Panic written on his face, Dr. Wily hastily added, "Aside from serving me, of course." He chuckled nervously and resisted the urge to mess with his tie, something he did whenever he was nervous.
Ice Man stared at the ceiling and, with his voice distant, said, "I've always wanted to be a famous painter."
Wily blinked a few times, his face blank, despite the shock he had. "A painter?" he said before he leaned back.
Ice Man nodded as he continued to stare at the ceiling, his face void of emotion. "Yes, a painter," the robot replied, his voice still distant. "I've al
"Never pegged you as the painting type, but okay." Shaking his head out of his shock, Wily asked, his voice having a strange authoritative tone to it, "You've fought Mega Man many times, and been in fights with dozens of other people, since the day of your creation, what has been your worst experience?"
Ice Man's eyebrows knitted, his face solemn. "To be honest, my worst time.. wasn't in battle." He began to shudder. "When I still lived with Dr. Light, the scientist's birthday was coming up and he was at some convention or whatever... You know Light, he's such a workaholic. In fact, I believe you were with him..." He shook his head, still shaking a little. "Anyway, Roll had wanted to make him a birthday cake. So I decided to help her and all.. Turns out I'm terrible at cooking and she's a, well..." The robot's eyes held a hint of fear. "..a perfectionist..." The scientist frowned but didn't say anything in response. Clearing his throat, the robot continued. "Let me tell you, I had no clue that she was two-faced. It was absolutely terrifying."
"I think I remember that." Wily frowned. "Well, I remember you freaking out when I got back. You were screaming something about yelling, batter, feet, and chocolate, correct?"
Ice Man shuddered again. "Yeah, the rest was too horrible to mention."
"It couldn't have been that bad," the old man said, his frown deepening. "I mean, this is Roll we're talking about. She may be a rather.. picky person, but I doubt it was worth the commotion you did that night."
"Oh, it was," the Robot Master said as he rubbed his temples. "It was worth every bit of it."
"Oh, come on now. What was so bad about it?" Wily asked.
Ice Man briefly looked at the audience, still hesitant. "Fine, I'll tell you. But I'll whisper it in your ear."
The scientist sighed and barely stopped himself from rolling his eyes. "Fine, whisper it then." The robot slowly walked over to Wily, whispering in his ear for a long time. Wily's eyes abruptly widened, his mouth hanging open. Once Ice Man pulled away, the other stared at him for a solid minute. Finally the man asked in disbelief, "You're not kidding, are you?"
Ice Man shook his head as he sat down. "Unfortunately I'm not."
Dr. Wily continued to stare at him, stunned. Suddenly he snapped out of his trance and look at his wristwatch. He frowned, when he saw what time it was. He must've been staring at the other for about five minutes. The scientist gave him a small, forced smile. "Well, Ice Man, that should be it. Thanks for being on the show!" Ice Man turned his attention back to his co-creator and smiled sweetly. He jumped off his chair, waved at the audience, and took his leave. He stood beside Ballade, that smile still across his face. The evil scientist frowned, deep in his thoughts, debating who to interview next. After a moment he sighed and said, "O.K., next is Fire Man!" He smiled when the robot sat across from him. "So tell me Fire Man, how are you feeling today?"
Fire Man shrugged lazily, a careless expression on his face. "A little cold, but alright besides that."
"What do you do in your spare time?" Wily said as began to take off his lab coat. Unlike Fire Man, the scientist was hot.
Fire Man looked up at the ceiling. Despite the fact that you couldn't see most of his face, he looked like he didn't want to be here. "Sparring, hiking with Elec Man, doing horrible pranks..."
Bass gave an amused grin, one that revealed his vampire-like teeth. He placed his hands on his hips and leaned forward a little, almost in a girlish manner. None of the Robot Masters would ever say this though, since they weren't suicidal. "Were you the person who put those termites in Wood Man's bed?"
Fire Man laughed and faced Bass, returning the other robot's grin. "Yeah, me, Ice Man, Quick Man, and Crash Man did that," he said nostalgically, his smile turning something akin to fondness.
Bass chuckled and shook his head, that grin widening. "Didn't you guys put worms and ants in there also?"
Fire Man stifled a laugh. "Yeah, we also put roaches and worms in his food."
Dr. Wily just kept looking back and forth between Bass and Fire Man. "Sometimes I wonder about you two..." He shook his head and sighed. "What do you hate?" he said slowly, suddenly very weary.
With a grin on his face, Fire Man continued, "Well, I hate idiots who can't take a joke, dogs, water, Wood Man..."
Bass chuckled as the scientist furrowed his brows. "But why?" Wily said, perplexed. He looked like this troubled him deeply.
Fire Man looked confused as he asked, his voice harsh, "Why what?"
"Why do you hate Wood Man?" Wily said, not bothering to hide his confusion.
Fire Man began to shake, his mouth a mere slash of hatred and anger. "Because he's a stupid pansy who plays with dolls and plays dress-up with Astro Man. Not to mention the fact that his name's WOOD MAN. FOR PETE'S SAKE FATHER, HE'S A ROBOT NAMED WOOD MAN! WHY THE HECK DID YOU NAME HIM WOOD MAN, FATHER!? WHY IN THE NAME OF EVERYTHING HOLY AND UNHOLY WOULD YOU NAME HIM WOOD MAN!?" Bass, Punk, Quick Man, Ice Man, and Quint started laughing. "THAT'S WHY I PUT TERMITES IN HIS BED! BECAUSE TERMITES KINDA, I DON'T KNOW, EAT WOOD!" Dr. Wily went completely silent, he was very alarmed at this point. He leaned back in his chair, unsure of what to expect from the robot.
"AND WHO THE HECK GAVE HIM A CINDI LAUPER RECORD!? I SWEAR, ALL I CAN HEAR SOMETIMES IS GIRLS JUST WANT TO HAVE FUN! AND GUESS WHAT? IT'S USUALLY 4 A.M. IN THE FREAKING MORNING!"
Enker's smile became bigger than the Cheshire Cat's. "You know, I think it was Toad Man who gave him that... It was a birthday gift, or somethin'..."
"W-What..?" Fire Man whispered as his eye began to twitch. "It was Toad Man...? OH, THAT IS IT!" He jumped out of his chair and stormed out of the room "WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON HIM I'LL...I'LL... I'LL.." Fire Man screamed and a loud crashing sound echoed throughout the room. "WHAT THE!? STUPID TABLE!"
"...O.K. then," Dr. Wily said slowly, his face and voice showing that he was a quite disturbed. "Next up is Quick Man, I guess..." Quick Man stepped away from his mike and took a seat next to his creator, an unusually smug grin on his face. He folded his arms, crossing one of his legs over the other. The scientist forced a smile on his face. It wasn't convincing, though. He was still deeply troubled by Fire Man's little episode. "So tell me, how are you feeling?" the man asked.
"Well, besides the fact that I'm a little annoyed by Guts Man's stupidity," Quick Man began as he glared at said robot, "I'm quite good, actually."
Wily sighed as he rubbed his temples. "What did he do this time?" he whispered, his eyes closed.
Quick Man's left eye twitched as he remembered what he did. "He bothered checking vases to see if King Dee Dee Dee was in one of them."
Wily sighed while he buried his face in his hands. "I REALLY need to run some tests on Guts Man," he whispered. His voice sounded absolutely miserable. Guts Man behavior had gotten so terrible recently. A few weeks ago Astro Man claimed that he caught the bigger robot talking Bass. Except it wasn't Bass, it was a mop with a photo of the robot taped to it. And now this happened...
"Yeah, no kidding," Quick Man said before letting out a loud snort. He eyed Wily for a moment. "Are you okay, Doc?"
Wily sighed and gave Quick Man a sad smile. "I'll be fine.. It's just, it's so hard when everything you make somehow goes wrong." When the scientist noticed the angry look the other was giving him, he added, "I don't mean you. You and the rest of my second set of robots are fine. I'm talking about people like Guts Man, or Astro Man, or the Genesis Unit."
Quick Man blinked a couple of times. "Err, the Genesis what?"
Dr. Wily took a tiny sip of his coffee and gave him a dismissive wave. "Never mind. Forget I said anything. Anyway, what do you hate, Quick Man?" he said, his misery still obvious in his voice.
Quick Man eyes the scientist for awhile, before he said, "Umm... Turbo Man, Snake Man, snails, rap music," He didn't even miss a beat with his answer. He let out a deep breath and added, "That's about it, I guess..."
"What's your favorite color?" Wily asked.
The robot's smile faltered for a second. "Umm, yellow...?" he said, but it sounded more like a question. "What's yours?"
Wily frowned, surprised that he asked that. "I don't really have one.. I guess anything but blue." Under his breath he added, "So terrible..."
Quick Man looked him over thrice. "That's kinda weird considering you're wearing blue jeans..." Much lower, he added, "I mean, you don't see me wearing hot pink pants..."
The scientist ignored that comment and smiled at Clown Man who walked beside him, a cup of coffee in his hands. "Thanks," he said as he took the cup. He turned back to Quick Man and took a small sip. "Who would you say is the strongest Robot Master?" he said as he caressed his now clean mustache. He resisted the urge to check his mustache again, repeating to himself in his head that nothing was wrong with it, that there wasn't anything inside of it.
"Myself, Bass or Tengu Man... or Ring Man... or King..." Quick Man rubbed the back of his head. "Or, umm, I have no idea," he finished with a chuckle, a slight smug expression across his face. "You make too many robots."
"And the weakest?" Wily said, his lips pursed.
"Umm... Search Man, I guess," the speedster said.
"If you could bring one person back from the dead, who would it be?" Wily asked.
"...No clue?" Quick Man said hesitantly, clearly annoyed. "Honestly, I don't think about these kind of things..."
Wily gave him an apologetic smile. "Sorry about my questions. I only had around six minutes to come up with them thanks to someone," the scientist said, adding emphasis on the last three words. His face twitched in various places as thought about King De De De.
The robot gave a dismissive wave. "Ah, it's fine. I get it. My questions would have probably been much worse."
The host's smile faltered for a second. "But still..." He shook his head. "Anyway, I was going to ask Ice Man this question but, well, that thing he told me was too disturbing," he said, shaking. "Is there anyone you're envious of?"
Quick Man blinked. "Err, what?"
"Well," Dr. Wily began, a frown on his face, "you're such a proud person and.." He sighed and decided to phrase his question in a different way. "What I mean is, is there any other Robot Master's power that you'd want? Perhaps Metal Man, Shade Man, or Tengu Man?"
The speedster scoffed, baffled by the idea. "Metal Man? Why the hell would I want Metal Man's lame weapon? Guy's weak against his own power!" He leaned back in his chair. "My weapon's way better than that wuss'."
"Hey! I heard that!" Metal Man yelled, glaring at Quick Man.
Quick Man glared at him. "Yeah, I know that, moron. That was the whole-"
"Okay then," Wily said loudly, getting everyone's attention. "Let's stop before there's a fight, shall we? There's been enough of that already."
The guest gave one last glare at Metal Man before he muttered, "Fine."
Wily smiled widely. "What is your number one goal- besides serving me of course - in life?"
This caused Quick Man to immediately jump out of his chair. He stomped his right foot on the ground and raise his fist to the audience."My lifelong goal in life is to prove everyone wrong about the cheetah- that it's NOT the fastest thing alive! That neither the cheetah, Sonic the Hedgehog, or Shadow the Hedgehog are the fastest things alive!"
Dr. Wily suddenly realized that Enker, Quint, Gemini Man, and Elec Man were playing epic music to Quick Man's random speech. He glared at them, as if saying, 'Don't encourage this behavior!'
Quick Man placed his fisted hand to his chest and continued. "But that I, DWN-012, better know as Quick Man, am, and will always be, THE FASTEST THING IN NOT JUST THE PAST, HECK, NOT EVEN JUST THE PRESENT REALLY, BUT THAT I AM AND WILL ALWAYS BE, THE FASTEST FOR ALL ETERNITY! AND I, QUICK MAN, WILL PROVE THAT BY GOING FASTER THAN THE SPEED OF LIGHT!" he said, shaking his right fist passionately towards the heavens as tears slowly ran down his cheeks. The epic music ended when he plopped down on his seat, the robot now breathing heavily.
Dr. Wily started to sweat. "Yeah, umm, thank you so much for your time..."
Quick Man wiped his watery eyes with his left arm and sniffed. "No problem, Master Wily. It was truly an honor to be interviewed," he said as he went back to his place in front of his mike, surrounded by the other band members.
"Umm, give a warm applause for Quick Man, everyone," Dr. Wily said slowly, his nervousness, shock, and disturbance showing in his voice and face. The scientist began to clap, simply to encourage the audience. The audience members glanced at each other and hesitantly applauded.
"Thank you everyone! I love you all so much!" Quick Man said, waving, winking, and blowing kisses to the women in the audience.
Dr. Wily continued to stare at him, wary. "...Okay then, up next is Quint..." Quint sat down on the guest's chair. Wily forced a smile, but he kept his eyes on Quick Man, who was still grinning like a maniac. He would have to remember to check Quick Man and Guts Man's heads. "So, how are you Quint?" he said, having more and more trouble keeping up his cheerful demeanor with every second.
The green-clad robot gave Wily a small, sad smile, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Alright, I suppose," he said with a loud sigh. Wily and everyone else could tell he was a little depressed. Quint sighed quite loudly. Okay, perhaps a lot more than that.
Wily looked at the robot for a while, trying to come up with a way to cheer him up. "So, I know how much fortune-telling," he began as he observed the robot's reaction. "Do you any for us?" When Quint glared at him, he mentally kicked himself. He sighed and said, "Never mind, forget I asked. Who do you think is the most powerful Robot Master?"
Quint's glare softened and he placed his hand under his chin. He rubbed it briefly before beginning to speak. "Hm, I'd say Shadow Man..." He chuckled humorlessly, his glare slowly vanishing. "To be perfectly honest, there's a lot of robots you made that I forget about, father."
"You don't know the half of it," Wily said under his breath as he rolled his eyes.
Quint frowned and raised an eyebrow, but the latter remained mostly unseen. His voice soft, he asked, "What are you talking about?"
"And the weakest?" Wily said, not missing a beat, his thoughts still on his failed robots and the ones he had hidden in his fortress.
Dr. Wily was almost positive that the other rolled his eyes. "Bomb Man or Burst Man," Quint said. He sounded very annoyed, more than the scientist had ever heard from him. Quick Man, on the other hand, once again started to wear a confused face, his face not unlike a six year-old being taught Quantum Physics.
Quick Man leaned over to Enker's ear. "Pst, do you have any idea who Bomb Man is?" he whispered, his eyebrows.
Enker just shook his head and mouthed, 'I have no idea.' Quick Man sighed softly, mumbling something incoherent, looking quite annoyed as he folded his arms over his chest.
"If you could bring anyone back to life, who would it be?"
"Umm, uh..." Quint gave a slow exaggerated shrug. "Er, maybe Shakespeare or Einstein? I have no clue." He laughed.
Wily sighed. "What's your favorite color?"
"Easy. It's blue," Quint said, flashing his pearly whites. "Though I can never decide on what shade... I like them all, really."
The scientist nodded, his face full of interest as he folded his arms and tapped one of his arms with his index finger. "If you could wish for anything, what would it be?
In response to this question, Quint frowned very deeply. "Well, I've been wondering what's with those dreams..." He glanced at the ground, his face reflective.
Wily frowned and raised one of his eyebrows. "Dreams? What sort of dreams?" the scientist asked as he leaned forward, curiosity written all over his face, his eyes a little wider than usual.
Quint nodded, his face still solemn as he faced the ground. "Yeah, I've been having these certain dreams over and over again for years..."
Wily took a tiny sip of coffee. "What happens in your dreams?"
Quint groaned, he was absolutely miserable. "Usually I'm Mega Man and I'm fighting you..." He looked at the ground, his eyebrows knitted, his eyes as still as stone. "I remember one where I was going to kill you, but Bass saved you..." His eyebrows un-knitted as he continued with, "It was so realistic, too..."
Dr. Wily almost spat out his coffee. With a loud gulp, he stared at Quint in surprise. The scientist began to glance around the room, suddenly unable to meet Quint's eyes - err, visor - as he started sweating. He gave his thin, dry, cracked lips a short lick as a few of the Robot Masters altered the lighting, making the room brighter. The old man's face suddenly appearing older in the harsh light, his wrinkles much more visible. He squinted briefly as his eyes adjusted to the brightness, his sweating worsening quickly.
Unlike his creator, Quint had no problems with the lights. He frowned, his face still solemn. "I also had one where you framed Mega Man's older brother. And then there was another one where you kidnapped a Russian kid. At least I think the child was Russian." Quint looked up at the ceiling, his eyebrows knitted. "I don't know, she sounded Russian..." The robot laughed. "But then again I've never been good at guessing ages or accents."
Dr. Wily continued to sweat, still unable to look at Quint. "Yeah, that's, um, uh, er, it's, eh...
"Then there was another one where you kidnapped me and reprogrammed me," he whispered. He looked up at the scientist and gave a small, sad smile. "Pretty weird, huh?" he said with a laugh.
"...Umm, uh, yes, it's very weird indeed," Wily said, nervously. He briefly glanced around and noticed the expressions on the audience members and his other robot's face. Quint continued to stare at the floor, reflecting.
Wily let out a nervous chuckle. "...Umm, thank you for your time Quint... Give a big round of applause for Quint, everyone..." He began to clap, his expression one of alarm. The future Mega Man left the chair and returned right where he was before, which was right next to Quick Man and Enker. The scientist faced his human viewers, that smile still present. "Our next guest is... Star Man! Give him an applause, everyone!"
Star Man skipped across the stage, blew everyone kisses, and told everyone how much he adored them as Bass made a gagging sound. He sat down with his legs crossed together and gave Wily a sweet, childish smile. "Hi, Daddy!"
Dr. Wily returned the smile and said, "Hello Star Man, how are you today?"
A chuckle escaped the robot's lips as that grin widened. "Magnificent, Daddy! How about you?"
Wily grinned and leaned back, his eyes sparkling with happiness. "Not bad, thanks for asking. So tell me, what do you hate most?"
The space-themed robot shuddered and said, "Bugs... Oh yeah, and toads! What nasty creatures they are." Star Man stuck his tongue out in disgust.
"What do you like most?" Wily said, still smiling at the robot.
"Kittens!" Star Man said, with shiny eyes and with such a sickeningly cute and girlie voice. "They're just so ADORABLE!, Daddy!" he squealed as he hugged himself. The sweetness of it all made Bass scrunch up his face and start to gag. "Can we please have one? And I don't mean a robotic one, I mean a real one! One that's extra fluffy, too."
The scientist and Punk flinched at the squeal. "What's your favorite color?" Wily said after a moment, slightly afraid of how Star Man would put his answer. He realized he didn't answer the other's question. "As for the cat, I'll think it over." Under his breath, he added, "I have enough problems already." He sighed, remembering that he'd have to check out Guts Man's mind sometime.
"Pink!" Star Man said sweetly, his eyes still shiny and his voice almost sweet enough to immediately give every human in the room diabetes. He laid his hands on his lap, oblivious to Bass's loud gagging.
Wily nodded and began to tap his fingers on his armrests. After a moment, he asked, "Who would you say is the strongest Robot Master?"
The guest gave a careless shrug. "Eh, probably Bass..."
Wily took another sip of his coffee, ignoring Bass' large smug grin, one that was directed towards him. "And the weakest?"
"Ugh, Toad Man," Star Man said with a hint of disgust in his voice.
"If you could bring anyone back from the dead, who would it be?" his creator asked.
"I... don't know," Star Man said innocently, his voice sweeter than corn syrup. "Who would you bring?"
Without missing a beat, Wily said, "Einstein, no doubt."
"Yeah, that's a good choice, Daddy. Maybe I would choose him, I dunno." Star Man laughed. "I'm not that good at making decisions.. Not as good as you, anyway."
Wily glanced at his wristwatch. He didn't even look at Star Man when he asked, "What's your second most important goal in life?"
"To become the greatest actor and singer who ever lived!" he exclaimed, his voice and face full of ambition. He frowned suddenly and placed his index finger to his cheek. "Or a journalist, I can never decide, really... Like I said, I'm terrible at making decisions. Like this one time, I-"
Wily's soft laughing cut him off. "Yes, well, that's very nice. Thank you very much for your time, Star Man."
Star Man smiled sweetly and hugged the scientist. "You're welcome, Daddy. Love ya." He waved goodbye to everyone, blew kisses at them, and left. But not before declaring that he loved everybody, especially the audience.
Bass stared blankly at where Star Man once sat, his eyes slowly widening... 'Wait a darn minute,' he thought, coming to a sudden realization as a look of horror and disgust came upon his face. He took a few steps, his horror becoming stronger with every second. 'Was.. Was Star Man wearing LIPSTICK!?'
Wily sighed loudly and ignored them all. "Our next guest is... Toad Man!" he said as he clapped a few times for said guest. The crowd cheered as Toad Man sat on the guest's chair. The scientist smiled at him and said, "So how are you, Toad Man?"
"Fine, I suppose," was Toad Man's swift answer. It was obvious that he didn't want to be here. He crossed his arms, looked away from his owner, and let out a loud sigh. He ran his left hand's across his upper right arm, a bit of strange movement in Wily's opinion. The robot rolled his eyes. "How about you?"
Wily's eye twitched at the way he asked that. "Quite fine," he spat out. "Thank you so much for asking." His voice drenched with sarcasm and contempt, he asked quickly and harshly, "So what is it that-"
Quick Man quickly raised his hand and cleared his throat, gaining everyone's attention. He said timidly, "Umm, may I just say something before you interview him, Master Wily?" He cocked his head to the side and ignored the inquisitive glances he got from his brothers and the audience.
Wily looked a little annoyed at the interruption, but nodded nonetheless. "...You may," he said, his right eyebrow raised.
Quick Man bit his upper lip and, with his voice low, hesitant, and slow, said, "Isn't Fire Man after him?"
Dr. Wily's face froze in a second and he almost dropped his mug in shock. He let out a few German curse words, his eyes widening as fear crept upon his face, his body beginning to shake.
"Err, say what?" Toad Man slowly asked, his face showing quite a bit of confusion. Which was a feat, considering he didn't have a mouth, eyebrows, a jaw, or a nose. "Why would Fire Man be after me? I never did nothin' to him."
Quick Man bit his lip and looked at his younger 'adopted' brother, fear written all over his face. "Let's just say you caused him a lot of pain and aggravation," he whispered as he began to shudder as the memory of Fire Man's interview replayed in his mind.
If he was capable of it, Toad Man would have frowned. His voice slow, he said, "B-But how did I cause him-"
"I'M GONNA KILL YOU, YOU SON OF A GUN!" screamed Fire Man as he ran into the room with a chain saw.
"AH!" Toad Man yelled out as he jumped back on his feet and started running out of the room.
"GET BACK OVER HERE!" Fire Man yelled and chased Toad Man, who was in another room.
Complete silence - save for Toad Man and Fire Man's screaming - reigned for a long time.
Gemini Man coughed loudly, breaking the awkward silence. "...Okay, that was very weird," he said as he crossed his arms tightly around himself, clearly uncomfortable.
Dr. Wily took a sip of his coffee and sighed loudly. He looked at the cameras, a disturbed look on his face. He grinned, a forced one. "Okay everyone, that's the end of this strange episode of the Dr. Wily show... " The scientist and his robots winced when an almost earsplitting crashing sound filled the room. "See you all next time, I guess," Wily mumbled as he rubbed the back of his head, sighing once more.
