Epilogue
Robotropolis
Two hours after the destruction of the satellite control center
"Sir, it's been hours, are you alright?" Snively meekly asked his uncle.
Robotnik's eyes tracked to meet Snively. He shifted himself under the giant pile of rubble that was once the ceiling and wall of the room and growled. "Yes, Snively. I'm just making certain that I remember this moment for all eternity."
Snively swallowed and stared out of the gaping hole where the wall once was and groaned. "Repairs will take months. And that's assuming that the roboticizer hasn't been completely destroyed." He glanced at the tangle of wires and piping sprawling underneath another portion of collapsed ceiling and added,
"But I'm not hopeful."
"Yes, Snively, I'm aware," Robotnik said from his seat beneath the rubble.
"You're taking this well, sir," Snively replied, caution edging its way into his voice. "We've lost an enormous amount of time and resources."
"Again, Snively, I am aware. But, I really have lost nothing."
Snively scratched his bald head and asked, "What do you mean?"
"I may have lost the satellites, but in turn I have learned many powerful lessons." Robotnik pulled himself free of the pulverized ceiling debris with the help of a SWATbot and faced his nephew. "For one, I have learned to not underestimate my foes. No matter the circumstances... never underestimate that blasted echidna. He is perhaps just as much a nuisance as the hedgehog is."
"I agree sir."
Robotnik strolled over to the remains of the roboticizer and stared into the chaotic pile of unrecognizable metal. "But, even more important, if what the robots tell me about the surveillance tapes is true, we may have learned something far more valuable about the roboticizer."
"What, sir?"
Robotnik smiled evilly and chuckled. "Well now Snively, even I don't know the limits of what we might be able to do now. Let's just say that when the roboticizer is rebuilt, I have a few modifications to be put in place. The least of which not being an improved mind control system."
Snively joined him in observing the destroyed machinery and added, "That sounds good sir. We can't afford to have any more of the robots turning traitor."
"No, but I believe that deer has taught us far more than that. But, I'll tell you more as I develop the idea further. For now, we should just begin rebuilding the roboticizer... the modifications I have in store could well take years to implement."
"I'll have the robots get started right away, sir. But, it will probably take us two or three months to reconstruct it alone." Snively looked away and took a deep breath. "There is one more thing, sir." As Robotnik impatiently glared back, Snively raised the scorched remains of a small robot to eye level. "We found this sir... I think the echidna was responsible."
Robotnik's eyes grew wide as he snatched the destroyed robotic chicken's head. "Cluck..." He crumpled the part in his robotic hand and snarled before shouting incoherently into the sky. He glowered at the floor and clenched his teeth together before hissing, "Oh... that echidna has signed own death sentence! Mark my words, Snively, I will have his head... make my words!"