Omochao's Revenge
Shadow'sGirlfriendAmyRose: Now you know.
Stephen: Good for you.
Steve the green hedgehog: Also good for you.
Shadowwon'tdie: And… good for you.
So, pancakes have three more allies! Take that, waffles! Let's go!
The robot opened the door. Omochao, who was extremely insecure and paranoid after having his cigars stolen, turned and fired repeatedly on the robot with a Colt .45.
The robot, which turned out to be Metal Sonic, twisted and dodged all of the bullets, bending his body in ways never before conceived.
"That sounds wrong…" muttered Omochao, still shooting.
"I have a message!" gasped Metal Sonic, somehow touching his elbow to the back of his neck in a way to dodge. "The Onion of Doom is… completed!" Panting for breath, the robot stopped bullet-dodging and lay limply on the floor.
"Oh," said Omochao. He put down the gun and put a pair of fuzzy slippers on and began singing. "Can you take it all away, can you take it all away, when ya shoved in ma face…"
"Do you not grasp the significance of this?" thundered Eggman, barging in. "Our Armageddon weapon is finished! Nothing can stop us from destroying the other half of the moon now!"
"Who cares about the other half of the moon?" asked Omochao. "What I suggest is… we set a countdown until we destroy England!"
"Nobody cares about England," mused Eggman. "Too much tea and crumpets. But you're on the right track. How about Canada?"
"Too much maple syrup."
"Japan!"
"Too much anime."
"France!"
"Too many berets and loaves of French bread."
"Germany?"
"Too much sausage and beer."
"Well, what do you suggest?" snarled Eggman, his face as red as a cloud.
"I suggest… America!" laughed Omochao maniacally. "Maybe foreign countries don't like America, but they have too much stuff! They have money, they have resources, they have French fries!"
"Ingenious!" cackled Eggman. They spent a while chuckling, and then there was silence.
"And, um, with the Onion of Doom," continued Omochao, with notably less enthusiasm, "we'll, uh, have some complete power… I dunno…"
"Yeah," murmured Eggman. "We'll be real powerful…"
Metal Sonic slapped his forehead. "Well, when are you going to do this plan that you're so excited about?"
"I dunno," muttered Omochao. "Like… a week from now or something, not sure…"
Metal Sonic could have ripped out his own circuits in rage. "You fools! You have to strike now at America! You can't just loaf around and do it whenever you feel like it!"
"Why not?" challenged Omochao.
"And another thing," continued Metal Sonic, regardless of Omochao, "Sonic isn't in America!"
"Well, where is he, if you're so clever?" asked Eggman.
"Texas!" shouted Metal Sonic.
"Um, actually that's in America," said Eggman.
"My mistake," admitted Metal Sonic. "He's not in America… he's in Station Square!"
"You mean Station Square, Colorado?" asked Omochao.
"I knew that," said Metal Sonic.
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