Chapter 7: No Rush Needed

For the past day or two, Rush had been feeling quite lonely. Mega Man hadn't paid attention to him at all! This was a lot unlike his friend...usually, Mega Man was always around...but today, nothing! No sign of him in the house at all! He couldn't even track him anymore, to see if anything had happened to him.

He put his head down upon the ground and listened. He heard Roll's voice! Maybe Roll knew where Mega Man was! Excited again, he bounded out of the room and down the hallway...and ran straight into Roll, knocking her over.

Forte eyed one of Wily's robots, his thoughts filled with jealousy, his eyes showing not-very-subtle rage.

The robot he was looking at had long golden hair that flowed down past it's legs. It looked more like a girl than the killer robot it was probably supposed to be. It had red and white armor, and was quite slender. It looked like it would be quite fast.

But nowhere near as fast as he had been. This new creation of Wily's would never compare to him! Nothing would...and he felt so enraged at this abomination, he wanted to destroy it right now...

His thoughts were interrupted by Wily entering the room.

"I see you're admiring Zero." he remarked sarcastically. Forte scoffed.

"There's nothing to admire about this ugly, girly thing..." he growled. Wily tried not to feel insulted.

"The hair makes him more aerodynamic, OK?" Wily lied. Forte just laughed. Completely ignoring how utterly lame that excuse was, he continued.

"So, Doc, why isn't it finished yet?"

"There wasn't really any need for rush...not until now, anyways. Besides, I thought you'd want your stupid dog fixed more..."

At that, Forte's rage exploded, and he grabbed Wily by the neck with both hands, and held tight.

"What do you mean by fixed? Where the hell is he? What did you do?" he snarled, threatening to tighten his grip on Wily's neck even more.

"Let go! Let go! You already know what happened! Stop getting so worked up over it! Gah!" Wily yelled frantically, struggling.

"I...do?" Forte said, letting go.

"Yes, you do!" Wily exclaimed, rubbing his neck. "Something happened to him, and I've been trying to fix him for weeks! For your damn sake!"

"Fine then. Get back to work." Forte stated, without any anger at all. He seemed stunned, as if something in him had clicked.

"Will do..." Wily muttered, just as Forte said something that almost made him jump out of his shoes.

"Sorry."

"Rush?" Roll said, rising to her feet. She looked around, but Rush was nowhere to be seen. She knew that was what knocked her over, though. She was the only one here. Well, except for Beat, Tango, and Auto, but she rarely saw them anyways.

When she got up, Auto was right in front of her.

"You OK?" he asked.

"Just fine." she responded. "Did you see where Rush went?"

"No clue. Haven't seen Mega Man or Beat or Tango all day either."

"I usually don't see any of you."

"Usually, Tango is avoiding Rush, Beat is sleeping, and I'm working in my shop most of the time. It doesn't get much business, though. So, have you seen any of them?"

Roll looked worried. Auto felt the same way quite suddenly.

"Why do you look so sad?" he asked. He wanted to try and cheer her up, but he couldn't seem to think of anything. Improvising, he pulled a fan out of nowhere, waved it around, and struck a pose.

Roll laughed, just as Tango ran into the room scurried in-between her legs. Rush quickly followed it, knocking Roll over again. Auto put the fan away, grabbed Rush, and sighed.

"There you are."

"Thanks, Doc." Blues said as he climbed in the car.

"It's not a problem. I just wish I could've fixed it while I had the chance." Dr. Light replied, as he climbed in the car and started the ignition. The car made the humming sound again, and began moving.

"Wait, while you had the chance? What do you mean?" Blues asked.

"You're a person now. I can't repair you. You'll have to stay with us for a few days, while I try to see if I can find a way to cure it." he explained. Blues sighed. He wasn't planning on staying for long.

The radio blared again, this time playing a much different song. The song had a slow, pounding beat, the voice assertive and powerful.

Buddy you're a young man hard man
Shoutin' in the street gonna take on the world some day
You got blood on yo' face
You big disgrace
Wavin' your banner all over the place
We will we will rock you
We will we will rock you

Rock found himself really liking this one. Blues did a little bit. Dr. Light was deep in thought.

"So, where are we going now, Dad?" Rock asked, clapping along with the song.

"We're going to take a quick look at your school." Light replied, smiling.