Jazzerman here, I do not own any of these characters, they are owned by their respected companies, blah, blah, blah. You've heard this crap before. I DO own Jonny Wily. If you'd like to use him in a fic, just tell me.
A Wily tale, the beginning.
Part 20
A year ticked by slowly... Jonny and Treble continued to grow closer and closer. The wolf even stopped snapping at him just last week. Jonny decided that since Treble didn't like Dr. Wily anymore than he did the wolf would stay with him in his room. Which was a real sign of trust on his part because Treble could've easily ripped his throat out if he really wanted to. Not even after Jonny had accidentally stepped on Treble's tail after getting out of bed made the wolf angry enough to attack the young man. Although he give growl and give him a death glare for a week afterwards.
Jonny's relationship with Dr. Wily wasn't much better than it was when he came to the castle. He still made it plainly clear that he didn't like the old man, however there was a sense of respect for the craftsmanship Dr. Wily did in the construction of his robots. It was these that Jonny truly cared about in Skull Castle more than anything. Not that there was much else living in the castle. The defenses kept out nearly everything except for the occasional fly. Which for some reason always seemed to find it's way to Jonny's room to buzz around when he was trying to sleep.
Dr. Wily quickly became more and more reserved over the time Jonny stayed with him. Not that Jonny really cared. The less Jonny saw of him the better. Dr. Wily had only half kept his promise of teaching him all that he knew. Dr. Wily had given Jonny complete access to his computer and within it was everything Jonny could want to know about writing programs, building robots, designing weapon systems you name it. Jonny wasted no time in testing out his skills and what he had learned from Dr. Light and what he had just learned from Dr. Wily's computers.
In time Jonny was able to make smaller Wily bots. His first creation was a Metool that was a little shaky and glitchy in his opinion but Dr. Wily didn't seem to notice anything different about it from the other Metools. Or maybe he just didn't care.
Some of Jonny's other menial tasks were checking the drones and making minor repairs. To Jonny this was just another job that kept him away from his Grandfather. Once in a while he'd have to bring in one of the robots to the lab and make a quick weld, replace a blown gasket, or something of that nature.
On his Fourteenth birthday Jonny received no special treatment, he didn't even get a 'happy birthday' from the old man. Dr. Wily had remained in his sealed off room preparing that '0' Project of his, leaving Jonny to his normal tasks. Upon returning to his room that night however he was surprised to see that there was a box on his bed.
Curious, Jonny opened it to find a new set of clothe, a set of blue jeans that fit him almost perfectly, a leather belt with a plain silver buckle, a black T shirt, and a white lab coat with many pockets lining the inside. The only thing that Jonny didn't like was the large yellow 'W' emblazoned on the back. Although he was a Wily he didn't want it to be like the one his grandfather used. His outlook on life was not as skewed as the old man's, or at least Jonny thought so. Regardless he was more than surprised to find out that his grandfather, the mad Dr. Wily had actually done something charitable for him. Normally he just mumbled on about his robots and barked orders at Jonny. This was totally the last thing that Jonny expected him to do.
When questioned about the clothes the old fart just 'hmph'ed and went back to work. Jonny had remembered his manners and said his thanks before he left Dr. Wily to his own devices. Secretly though, Albert Wily had appreciated having his grandson around but he felt there is something more he could do as a birthday present.
To be continued...
A/N: Short I know but bare in mind it's been a while. Still working on my Am I Heartless right now so updates will be slow. Still, I did breath life back into this fic...