Sonic and Knuckles sat across from each other in Robotnik's control room. Robotnik shut the exits, so escape was out of the question. Robotnik was sitting in his chair, seemingly interested with all the colored switches and pretty buttons he had on his switchboard. Getting bored, Sonic set up the chess board and started a game with Knuckles.

"So mate, have you been Van Dykin much?" Knuckles asked, as he sat down to play.

"The usual, with winter over, the chimney sweeping isn't as in demand, if you catch my drift," Sonic replied, making the first move.

"Oh dead cert, mate. Are you starting to feel a little bad about that prank yet?"

"Me?" Sonic scoffed. "The fun is just getting started, and I think it's pretty clear I don't have a fuckin moral compass. The funniest part for you will be when Sally finds out. You won't have to ask about Van Dyking then, the shop will be closed for some time."

"Are you meaning to tell me that this whole thing is some sort of elaborate gag?" Robotnik inquired, turning his attention away from the switchboard.

"I think it's pretty fair to put it like that," Sonic answered.

"You put your life at stake for a joke?"

"Of course not, that would be pure tomfoolery. I put my life at stake for one of the greatest gags I've ever pulled. Even better than that bidet gag and that was golden," Sonic replied.

"That joke was Mickey Mouse, mate."

"This is really just a joke for Sonic the Hedgehog to show his quality."

"So exactly how much of this is a gag, and who's in on it?" Robotnik asked, genuinely interested.

"Tails terminal illness is the gag, and it's been quite hilarious so far. We certainly didn't intend to come here, but we took it in stride. As for the who, we have me and Knuckles, plus we had to tell that fucking Nazi."

"Nazi?"

"Yeah that weird ass Doctor Quack, he had to bullshit the tests for us. That took a little convincing, but a little money will buy you anything. We paid him in fake money, a little side gag if you will," Sonic said chuckling. "By the time he figures it out, the cat will be out of the bag, just a little extra comedy. I suppose it would be too much to ask you for some help."

"I have to say I'm intrigued by this little plan, what did you have in mind?"

"I've been thinking about it since I got here, and I thought of a couple different things…"

--



With Sonic and Knuckles in confinement, the rest of the Freedom Fighters were taking the tour of what once was. Sally was pointing out all of the former landmarks of Mobotropolis, to an overly interested Tails. Bunnie was up by Tails and Sally, Rotor was directly behind them between, obviously deep in thought. Antoine brought up the rear, bumbling as he made his way from one landmark to the next.

"Zis is to be boring ze shits right out of me," he pointed out. "I am just about wishing to be held captive, huh huh."

"Antoine, just shut your mouth. This day isn't meant for you, Hun," Bunnie replied. "Rotor?" Rotor didn't respond as he continued mumbling to himself. "Rotor!" Once again there was no response. "Rotor, I want to fuck you!"

"What?" Rotor asked looking around.

"Damn Sugar, I didn't know it took an invite to fuck to get your attention. What are you thinking about, Hun?"

"I was actually contemplating a new concept I thought of concerning the space-time continuum…"

"Oh forget I asked, Sugar. It's just that you've been awfully quiet…"

"1.21 gigawatts!" Rotor exclaimed.

"Well that isn't exactly what I had in mind, Hun."

"What in ze fucks is a gigawatt? And what in ze fucks is zat?!" Antoine screamed as a large Swat Bot made its way toward them. As it turned and started their way, Rotor noticed that one of the arms was slightly unusual.

"Does that thing have a giant douche for an arm?" Rotor asked in amazement. The others stared, astonished at the new fangled attachment. The bot walked closer, and then came to an abrupt halt directly in front of them.

"I AM THE DOUCHENATOR 1000.5," the machine said.

"Just curious, what's the .5 for?" Rotor inquired.

"YOU ARE A DOUCHEBAG."

"Says the guy who has a giant douche on his arm," Rotor remarked.

"EAT DOUCHE," the Douchenator said as it smacked Rotor in the face with the douchebag arm.

"Now was that really necessary?" Sally asked.

"NO. YOU NEED TO DOUCHE."



"What?"

"Ah ha, zis is being very amusing," Antoine laughed.

"COMMENCE DOUCHING," Douchenator announced, before it squirted Antoine with dirty douche water.

"Oh zis goes beyond foul, zis was clean you fuel." Antoine brushed himself off, now soaking wet from the water.

"Well I'm not saying anything, Sugar," Bunnie said.

"It is being too late for zis."

"HAVE A NICE DOUCHE," Douchenator said as it doused everyone with the dirty douche water. It then turned and walked off into the sunset.

"Now I am to be smelling like ze douche," Antoine observed.

"Yeah, I guess not much has changed," Rotor quipped.

--

Back in Robotnik's control room, Sonic, Knuckles, and Robotnik were doubled over in pain and crying from laughter.

"Oh…hahaha…eat douche…did you see his face?" Sonic asked between laughs.

"Yeah…hahahaha…this is officially the greatest gag ever, mate," Knuckles laughed.

"Ah hell, I can't figure why we fight…haha…when we can orchestrate top notch comedy like this," Robotnik added as he wiped the tears from his eyes.