I DO NOT OWN SONIC
CUT TO - INT. BEAT UP ROOM-NIGHT
EGGMAN is welding what appears to be another core.
EGGMAN:
Well, there we are, just need to put it in th-
The lights give.
EGGMAN:
Great.
They come back on, revealing that the core has dissapeared.
EGGMAN:
You have got to be kidding me! MOTHERF-
CUT TO - INT. OFFICE-DAY
PICKLE is entering, notices a parcel on his desk.
PICKLE:
Professor John A. Pickle
Room 201B
Redford Hall
Spargonia University
923, State Road 28
Station Square SC, 55545
PICKLE unwraps it revealing the core, and a note, holds it up.
PICKLE:
Dear Professor Pickle,
I heard that you were in need of one of these for your "studies",
and I was more than happy to make a donation.
It's on loan from an "asscociate", you may use it,
but I highly recomend that you don't break it.
Yours Truly,
A Friend.
PICKLE lowers it, revealing SONIC & TAILS.
SONIC:
(makes spooky noises)
TAILS:
Shove off.
PICKLE:
Ahem.
SONIC & TAILS:
Oh.
SONIC:
Sorry.
TAILS:
Sorry.
PICKLE:
Now, thanks to this "friend", who has given us this marvelous donation, we now have the core to a robotifier.
SONIC:
That's great.
TAILS:
Let's get to work.
PICKLE:
After you.
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