DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sonic the hedgehog or any of its chracters. I just like to torture them. Please don't sue.
A/N: Sorry this took so long. Please bear with me as I am out of town at the moment and am not on my own computer.

Amy came to Nate's workshop. "It's awfully nice of you to start on Mr. Robot so soon, Nate," she said. "After all, we just got back from Station Square yesterday."
"To tell the truth, Amy, I'm as anxious to get him up and running as you are. I haven't done this much work with robotics for quite a few years."
Amy watched him often over the next several days, sometimes even late into the night, as Nate put together parts and wires and things she didn't think she'd ever completely understand.
Finally he told her it was almost ready--all they needed was the outer shell and then they could insert the disk and turn him on.
"Amy, we need to make him look like a Robian. Now, every one is different, so it won't be hard, it'll only take me a day, so if you tell me what race you'd like him, I'll draw the rough plans tonight and start first thing in the morning."
"Me? I get to choose what race he is? Well, umm..."
"I guess it is a pretty big decision to spring on you like that, but you're the only one responsible for him. If it wasn't for you, he'd be rusting away on the Egg Carrier now, with no chance to live. He has that chance now, but first you have to tell me what he should live as. I can't make him just a robot; he'd never fit in, he'd always stand out."
"Well...I'm his only real friend so far. Perhaps...well, I don't think he'll care so long as he's alive. But, Nate, do you think that for my sake you could make him...a hedgehog?"
"Sure! He'll even get to be whatever color you like," Nate offered.
Amy laughed. "This whole conversation must sound silly. Umm, to me he'll never look right unless he's red with yellow and black on him, like his original shell."
Nate laughed. "He'll probably want that, too. If you'll excuse me, Amy, I'll go on and get started, and you can come back here to my workshop around four o'clock tomorrow."
The next afternoon Amy returned as scheduled.
"Nate?"
"Come on in, Amy, and look at your friend's outside."
Amy walked into the back room and saw Nate admiring his work, which was sitting up on one of the several tables.
He had every right to.
Amy found herself staring at it. It looked like a red, male Robian hedgehog a little bit older than herself. "Wow...he's handsome, Nate. Looks like he really was roboticized."
"His left ear is a little crooked, but I think it adds personality."
Amy grinned. "You're right on both counts. Can we put the disk in now?"
"Of course. You want to do the honors?"
"May I?"
Nate handed her the disk and opened a panel on his back. "Put it in that slot, and then go around front so you're the first thing he sees. I'll activate him."
Amy carefully and gently slid the disk into place. As she turned to face her friend, Nate said, "Just a warning, I did not know what his voice was like, so when I replaced it, I used that of a male about your age."
Amy nodded.
"There!" Nate cried. "I just have to press this switch..."
Immediately there was beeping and whirring. Amy stared intently at her friend as he began to function.
Finally his eyes opened. He blinked. "Amy? But I was..."
"Mr. Robot!" she cried, throwing her arms around his neck.
"But I thought I was dead..." he said, simply standing there, not knowing what to do with Amy clinging to him.
"You were!" Amy exclaimed. "I found you and Nate fixed you up."
"But I'm...all different." He examined his own hands bewilderedly.
"Couldn't be helped, young man," Nate said. "It would have been impossible to salvage your original components."
The robot took this in. "Now I am a hedgehog, like Amy?"
Amy let go of his neck and put her hands on his shoulders. "Yes. Except you're robotic. You don't mind being a hedgehog, do you? I...I chose it."
"No. I am glad to be alive again, although I do not comprehend how..."
"I told Amy you would be, young man. And now that you are, why don't you tell us what happened to you to bring this about?"


Authoress's Note: Not much to say, except the notion of bringing 'the robot' back to life in a different body is mine, and so the character created by doing so is mine. He will have a name next chapter. If you want to use him, e-mail me and we'll discuss it.
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