SO, I tried something a little different. NOTE: this is the first time I EVER wrote Metals and Eggman in a story together, first time's a charm but I'm just "meh" on the Metals. I thought the idea of the three of them trying to form something was cute.
I also like the idea of the Metals thinking Eggman's somewhat of a threat, but he's really a huge ass dork.

"Ok…..," the egg shaped man pinched the bridge of his nose with a sigh," I don't know what's going on between you three…..," he ran the hand down his furry face. The small glasses trained on the three metal hedgehog in front of him.

The blue one having a few scratches and dent as well as the green and black one, his red visor cracked over his viewing screen. Between them sat the red and black one, the only one undamaged.

The blue and green had their arms crossed and were looking at opposite walls while the dark one rested his chin on a cold metal hand.

"But it needs to stop. Soooo, you three are staying in here until you work things out!," the doctor clapped his hands together. "If I come back and you three are still arguing, I'll deconstruct you and put you back together.," he said, the three metals jumping and looking briefly panicked. They already worked so hard making their own personalities. To start from scratch….

"We…..understand…," the metallic voice rang out from the dark one. "Excellent!," the doctor cackled before scooting out," Play nice you three! I'll be back in a few hours!" And with that the door closed, leaving the three robots in silence.

After a long moment, the dark one slapped the two upside the head," What is with you two?! Do you WANT us to be taken apart? Why are you two fighting each other?," he demanded, standing up and resting his hands on his hips.

If he had a working mouth, he would've frowned," WELL?" The two seemed to find their feet incredibly interesting.

After a moment, the green one snapped," You hang with him more then me!," he said, a hand shooting up to his mouth as the metallic ears pulled back. "...What?..."

Green shifted a bit, blue looking at him in slight surprise and curiosity. "You always hang with him more…..because he was made earlier….," he grumbled, curling in on himself slightly.

Ebony seemed surprised," I 'hang' with you two equally.," he said, looking a bit confused. "No...you two always forget about me….especially when you go do stuff outside the compound.," green looked slightly angry," The only reason I'm ALLOWED to be online outside again is because my fleshy counterpart came back to this world….If he didn't, would either of you even care?"

The red streaked metal sighed and sat down once again. "Wait….you thought that?," blue asked, tilting his head," I thought he was hanging with you more because you came back….," he shifted a bit. If they could blink, green would be doing so. "So...you two got into a fight because you thought I was picking favorites…..," the dark robot appeared unamused.

"Why?," he finally asked. "Well….our fleshy counterparts are….," green shifted," Together.," blue finished. The red electronic irises flicking nervously.

Dark's blue irises seemed to half lid as he stared at the two.

"So….you two are jealous of the creatures we were made to destroy...because they're together…..," he said slowly, the other metals reluctantly nodding.

"...You realize if our creator learns of this he'll reboot us…..all of us, back to zero...We can't- we shouldn't-...he could be listening in….," ebony seemingly whispered.

Yet in another room, the doctor was on his blog site, shooting down a troll for pointing out a ridiculous error that need not to be pointed out. "I worked hard on that robot design!," he muttered.

"Still! We can figure it out!," green said, blue looking at him. "You think we can do this?," ebony asked. Blue finally looking up," Maybe….we can?," he asked, green looking at him.

Dark sighed," Apologize to each other for your weird slap fight earlier…."

"It wasn't a slap fight!," blue said quickly.

"Really? It looked like a slap fight to me….with your arms and hands flailing about and what not…." "Those were punches!," green insisted.

"Yeah….ok, sure," the electronic blue eyes rolled. "Whatever you say."

Dark quietly walked over to the wall and pulled out three cords. Carefully maneuvering the cord behind him and snapping it into a hidden outlet on his back. A relieved sigh left him as he felt a charge go through him. "Now then, come over and plug in for the night."

"I'll buff out the dents and scratches you have on each other.," he said, holding out the cords to the two metals.

Slowly, they made their way over. Plugging in with a sigh and sitting while the other pulled out a brush and metal working kit.

"Now then, don't move much or it'll go across your metal parts too fast."

"Can we….have oil?," blue asked, shifting a bit. "...Don't you spill it…," he warned, reluctantly handing a few cans of oil to the two.

Silently, he worked on an arm while the two cracked their jaws open. Sliding the cans within and cracking their jaws back down as the cans began to become filtered within their internal main section.

After a long while, ebony sighed softly "I'm not sure what to use for your visor….it's badly cracked…" Gently he tilted his head. "I might need to remove it to repair it." Green's irises looked panicked for a moment," Careful…..ok?," he asked. Ebony nodded, carefully removing the visor.

"...How will this work? All three of us….together…," blue asked, shifting a bit in his sit a bit. "We'll figure it out….or something….," ebony said, sighing as he finally 'relaxed' in his seat. The blue and green metals relaxing in their freshly buffed and repaired bodies.

Tiredly, as they charged, Blue rested his head against the Green shoulder. His red irises flicking out as he shut down for the night. Green leaned his head against the blue dome, his own irses flicking out with a soft whir.

Ebony sat down by their legs and leaned against them with a tired metallic sound before his own irises flicked out for the night.

Yet, a few minutes later, the doctor returned. "Ugh...Never going on that blog site again, I always lose track of time that way..," he shook his bald head before pausing at the relaxing scene. "Huh...I never programed them to do that...,meh," he shrugged," What can be the worst thing to happen? Let them….sit together while they charge up…," he walked over to a table. "Seems they did basic repairs. Nice, one less thing to worry about.," he grasped a small tablet and walked back to the door. "Perhaps they'll get along better now.," he quietly cackled as he turned out the light. "Now to catch up on that show with the space rocks."