All characters, save for my OCs, belong to either SEGA or Craig Bartlett and Nickelodeon.

Eggman and Arnold: Unbelievable

"HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE?!"

None of this—none of this made any sense at all! How could any of this be happening?

How on Earth could Scheck have been right all this time?

Youngsters shouldn't be able to do what the ones of this city did. They shouldn't be able to cause as much headache as Sonic could.

Oh, how wrong Eggman ended up being.

His base had been infiltrated almost flawlessly...all of his precious machines, even his insurmountable Metal Sonic, made powerless and useless...and all of his Chaos Emeralds snatched up from right under his nose...by the hands of mere children.

No, not just mere children...children led by the infuriatingly optimistic and stubborn football-headed goody-two-shoes...

To be made a fool by Sonic and his fur-ball friends was ignominious for him enough, but to suffer that same fate at the hands of fourth-graders...no, a man of his intelligence refused to accept that sort of defeat!

'If that brat thinks he and his little friends can get away with ruining my plans without paying the price, he's got another thing coming!'

Gritting his teeth to the point of nearly breaking them, Eggman slammed his fist into a button on the control panel of his chair, instantly converting the seat into his infamous Egg Mobile. Launching off and rocketing down the exit of his chamber, Eggman fervently scanned his vehicle's radar for the young intruders. Before long, four green blips appeared on the screen.

Ah ha! There those little punks were!

Thanks to his radar, Eggman eventually caught four of the kid intruders running down the hall—two blondes (one of them the oddly headed boy, the other a pigtailed girl), a petite girl with olive skin, and a brown-toned boy with a high stack of black hair. Even from this distance, he could hear the two blondes heatedly arguing...at least until they caught sight of him over their shoulders and split up, Football Boy moving down one way and his friends taking the hallway that led to the boarding docks.

At this sloppy maneuver, Eggman chuckled. 'How naïve can these children get? They've just left their leader prone and vulnerable! Oh well, at least I can have the pleasure of capturing that brat without interruption and keeping him for ransom, especially with Sonic busy with my machines. That'll teach the people of this city to cross someone of my genius!'

And so the genius drove his Egg Mobile in pursuit of the blonde boy. Finding Football Boy proved to be easier than he anticipated.

Exhausted yet eerily calm, the boy had his back to a dead end, his only other means of escape blocked off by none other than the mad genius, who toothily smirked cruelly at the joy of giving this brat something to remember. Flipping up a smaller panel with his thumb, he readied that same thumb to come down on the newly revealed, red button.

One press and that kid will know how it feels to be caught fish—with a little twist!

"You're all mine now, Football Boy!"

With no other choice left, the boy closed his eyes in preparation for what would happen next.

Yet just as Eggman fired, a familiar (and just as unwelcome) streak of blue whizzed past him on the wall, making a U-turn that brought it into contact with the blonde, leaving the electrified, flying net with nothing to catch in the end. To make matters even worse for the rotund genius, a second net popped out from behind him, pinning him to his control panel, his body slamming into the wrong buttons and resulting in his Egg Mobile plummeting to the ground with an echoing crash.

Needless to say, the impact left Eggman quite shaken.

"It's Football Head, Egg-butt! Learn to get it right!" a snarky, female voice barked from behind him.

"We figured you'd fall for that one, Eggman," Arnold added into an oddly casual tone.

"Now, if you'll excuse us, Egghead..." From what he could hear, Eggman knew that Sonic, after delivering his own two cents, dashed away with the children in tow. All the (once again) humiliated madman could do was sulk and groan in frustration, slamming his fists as hard on the panel as he could.

"I hate that hedgehog...and that Football-Head!"

Arnold would have to admit later on, getting Eggman's hopes up had been a little unnecessary and even kind of mean.

But he'd also admit that he enjoyed the thrill of defying the odds.

It's no wonder then why Sonic enjoyed toying with that man so much.