Dr. Robotnik's NICE Bean Machine?

In case you don't know the robots who worked on the bean machine are (In order.) Arms, Frankly, Humpty, Coconuts, Davy Sprocket, Skweel, Dynamight, Grounder, Spike, Sir Ffuzzy-Logik, Dragon Breath and Scratch.

I have decided (With help from the Adventures of Sonic The Hedgehog cartoons) that Coconuts was made first, then Scratch and Grounder were made next and then the rest were made last.

Coconuts was sat facing a computer screen. On the screen lots of little beans were falling down to the ground. All Coconuts had to do was move the beans so they went in groups of four and then were teleported into the mean bean machine. Where they were turned into ruthless killing machines.

He wasn't the only one. Twelve similar computers sat round him in a ring. He was on number 4; He had been sat there for so long it felt like years. He paused the game and looked around him. Of the thirteen computers only ten were occupied. Numbers 8 and 12 were paused and number 13 was switched off.

"Why hast thou stopped working, Coconuts?" Asked Sir Ffuzzy-Logik. Almost instantly all the robots in the room were paying attention. He didn't blame them, they had so little to do that even this simple question was first class entertainment.

"Don't you ever get sick of doing this, Fuzz?" Coconuts asked him. Sir Ffuzzy-Logik only ever stopped working to tell the others to work harder.

"Are we playing that game where you only answer a question with a question?" Asked Davy Sprocket hopefully. He often got bored and would do anything of it meant he could stop working.

"That game's poncy, like you!" Snapped Spike, whose sole purpose in life, was to act bigger than everybody else.

"No, Davy, we're not. I'm just sick of doing this pointless job and I'd like to know if I'm not the only one." Coconuts said, ignoring Spike comment.

"Thou should be proud to do any work for Lord Robotnik, no matter how wearisome." Sir Ffuzzy-Logik told him.

"Nut's got a point about this being pointless though." Said Dragon Breath, "Buttnik never uses these beanie-badniks for anything!"

"Dragon Breath! Thou shalt be ashamed of thyself! You have just named thy lord in the same manner that the Spiky Blue Demon oft does!"

"Cut the chivalry crap Fuzz-face!" Snapped Frankly, "Sonic's got a good point. He's more Butt than he is Robot!" The robots all started laughing, except for Sir Ffuzzy-logik and Coconuts.

"Yeah. And it's true what he says about the paintbrush-moustache!" Dynamight said.

They started laughing even more. But Sir Ffuzzy-Logik jumped furiously off his seat and grabbed his trident. "Scum and traitors! All of you! Except for valiant Coconuts" He roared, "How darest thou insult the very man who gave us life! Thou shalt pay verily for this outrage!"

He was about to attack the lot of them. When they heard Robotnik shouting and yelling upstairs. They were all quiet and listened intently. After a long while all was quiet, and then Scratch and Grounder walked through the door. They were dented in many places and Grounder's nose had dropped off.

"B-boy, looks like S-Sonic was in a bad mood today!" Said Humpty.

"Not really. This is what Robotnik did to us when he found out that we messed up his plan." Said Scratch.

"Again." Added Grounder, "And now it's back to the bean machine. I wish I'd never been made!" He finished sadly.

"Say not such things." Said Sir Ffuzzy-Logik, "For to live is a greater gift than anything in the world."

"Not like this, it isn't!" Snapped Scratch. "Do you really mean that you don't hate working on the bean machine and never getting a chance to do anything else?"

"Oh no! Sir Fuzz is not going to like that!" Thought Coconuts.

"To say I didn't would be to lie." Sir Ffuzzy-Logik said, surprising them all, "But I am glad to have a life, because with life comes a chance of happiness."

"And what do you think would make you happy?" Asked Arms.

"To have a beautiful wife and be able to ride into battle with her favours."

"I wouldn't mind having a girlfriend to snuggle with when Sonic had beat me up." Said Scratch. "Another robot chicken. With long beautiful legs and a shiny thin body. Do you think someone like that would like me if I met her?" He asked.

"It wouldn't matter." Said Coconuts sadly. "Do you guys honestly think Robotnik would let us have anything that made us happy?"

"What do you mean Coconuts?" Asked Grounder, "Why shouldn't he?"

"I once had a girlfriend. I made her using the robot-making machine. She was beautiful, I called her Angel, because she had a neon halo instead of a flashbulb. We used to talk to each other and have fun and other stuff. I loved her more than anything else in the world. But when Robotnik found out about her, he took her away from me. He said I shouldn't be wasting my time with stupid things like girls. I told him I loved her and he said I couldn't love her because I was just a robot and robots don't have feeling like that. Then he destroyed her." All of this, Coconuts said in a quiet and sad voice. After he had finished a couple of drops of oil dropped from his eyes. "Dammit! Now I'm crying. Could you guys just leave me alone for a while now." He said, and then he ran out of the room.

"Vile dog!" Said Sir Ffuzzy-Logik once he had run out of the room.

"How can you insult him like that!" Snapped Davy Sprocket; for he was surprised that Sir Ffuzzy-Logik had insulted Coconuts, as he was Sir Ffuzzy-Logik's best friend. "He still loves her, even though it's been years since she… left."

"Not poor Coconuts, I refer to that, that traitorous Robotnik! To take away the one precious thing that he had! To think I have spent so long honouring him is to disgust me!"

"Y-you mean that d-don't like Dr Robotnik anymore?" Humpty piped up.

"Indeed not! I shalt not serve that dog any longer! In fact, I shalt destroy these machines of slavery!"

He then picked up his trident and went to smash in one of the computer monitors. Only he was stopped by Coconuts, who had just entered the room.

"Hey! What's going on here? Have you lot been annoying him again?" Coconuts, who was now back to his usual self, snapped.

"Actually, Sir Ffuzzt-Logik has just realised how oppressive Dr Robotnik is and is planning to put an end to it." Skweel said.

Coconuts stared. "You what?" He exclaimed.

"He isn't the only one!" Scratch said, "I'm sick of him bashing my beak in just because none of his plans ever work!"

"Yeah! And I'm sick of him never welding my head on properly!" Grounder said.

"And I'm sick of working on this stupid bean machine!" Davy Sprocket said.

"So lets blow up these machines!" Dynamite shouted.

"YEAH!"

"Wait a second!" Coconuts shouted. "I have a way we can really annoy Robotnik! Wait a second."

He went over to machine number 13 and booted it up. He then typed something into it and then turned it back off."

"What ist thou doing, friend Coconuts?" Sir Ffuzzy-Logik asked.

"I've reversed the direction of the machine and reprogrammed it to make, well, niceniks. Imagine what Robotniks going to think when he finds out that his robotic army wants to spread love and peace all over the world!"

Everyone laughed. Not the annoyingly corny evil-villains laugh that they usually did, but joyous, happy laughter.

And then they all got back to work and, for the first time in ages, they couldn't wait to get started.

Please tell me whether you like that or not, as if I get enough reviews I will carry on with what happens next.