Slight drabble-ish… Basically set after the entire series.
The feel of the island under his shoes felt the same as the last time the Chinese chef had been there. Months had passed, but he'd never forget the occurrences on that island, or the reason for his return.
He made a promise. And upon his honor as a chef, a cyborg, and a friend, he intended to keep it.
Pencil thin eyebrows scrunched up in confusion, as he recalled bits of pieces of the island. If he recalled carefully from the day that the small plane had crash landed on the island, then what he was looking for was just up ahead.
A large grin spread across the flamethrower's face, eyes lighting up in joy. There, just a few feet in front of him, stood a tall black robot, with the same yellow muffler that was tied on long ago. Scarecrow, his buddy.
Despite the few nicks and dirt spots that stained Scarecrow's smooth black surface, along with the slight damages to his neckwear, he looked the same as the day that Chang had left him, standing there on the island, muffler blowing in the wind.
"It's been a while, Scarecrow…" He paused to look over the shoulder and leg joints, the Scarecrow's consequences of preventing several laboratories from self destructing. Scarecrow had risked himself for them, and it wasn't just because of his programming. He stood firm to his belief, even if no one else would believe him. "But I kept my promise of coming back."
The sunlight bounced off light blue surfaces, creating the illusion of the robot's eyes holding some sense of joy.
"And I'm sure Dr. Gilmore can fix you up, because he was able to help 002 and 009 from the last battle with Black Ghost." His grin grew wider. "Black Ghost was defeated. Dr. Gilmore and some of the others have doubts, but we're still happy that the battle is over, in a way. You don't have to stay here anymore."
Vaguely, the sixth cyborg could have sworn that Scarecrow's head moved just the slightest bit down. Chang just grinned even wider, running off to find G-Jr. who waited for him somewhere closer to the ocean.
Like he said, Scarecrow didn't have to stay on the island anymore.