Chapter Weather: Clever Corgi
Eggman rose to the stage, completely stache-less and looking hotter than Dr. Wily on Sundays.
"Dang, that is a hot egg!" cried Mighty. "I did not expect everyone in this competition to be so awesome!"
"We are currently in last place!" said Vector with a shiver. "What if we lose?"
"We won't," said Omega. "My drumming skills are unmatched."
"Let's go!" Eggman announced, eyeing the audience with stellar sass. He then broke into some funky beats.
So, we back in the mine
Got our pickaxe swinging from side to side
Side-side to side!
This task, a grueling one
Hope to find some diamonds tonight, night, night
Diamonds to-night!
"Oh man, they're hot…" Mighty growled.
"Toto-san! We are gonna lose!" cried Vector.
Toto shook his head. "You guys did your best and that's all that matters."
"Remember, it is not over until some fat person sings," said Omega.
Mighty's eyes twitched. "But that fat person is singing. And he's a god…"
When the doctor was done, he dropped the mic and the crowd begged for an encore.
"Sorry, ladies! I'm taken by science!" Eggman snickered. He and his robots fatted back to the lobby.
Simon, Randy, and Paula were stunned. They had heard a lot of 100-point performances, but this one was totally a 101 pointer.
"So, who wins the first round?" asked Paula.
"Not yet," said Simon, arms crossed tightly in defiance of the sheer talent. "We need to hear the rest."
That's when the SLJ Bros came on stage. Mace was the lead singer, but Nick and Frozone were on the keyboard and drums respectively.
"I'm here to sing a song about our childhoods as the SLJ," announced Mace.
Before the trio could start singing, an asteroid fell from the heavens and struck them. All their instruments disintegrated into dusty particles.
"You are disqualified for weather-related reasons, dawg," said Randy.
The SLJ Bros ran away, weeping bitterly.
"EHEHEHEHEHE! Loser!" laughed Eggman, wearing his baseball gear.
"Well, then… Looks like things have gotten a tad more interesting…" said Toto.
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