Chapter Eggs: Banter
"Who is this foul doofus, Eggman?" asked the dark-cloaked man.
Eggman was suited up in a cloak of his own. It was the same design as his usual attire, but cloakish. "This man craves a justice unlike any other… An evil justice…"
"Evil justice, you say?" the dark cloak scratched his chin. "I do like the sound of that… Maybe this is a wise union…" He looked over at Dale. "Before you can join us, you need a shirt though."
Dale nodded with a sickening crack in his neck. "You will find that my junction to this company is the best choice you've ever made…"
"It had better be…" said the cloak. He called upon his two servants to drape Dale in a majestic robe.
"So, Station Square is the first target?" asked the dark cloak. "That is where Thorndyke Industries is located… Do you plan on tearing up the company from the inside out?"
"No, my lord…" said Dale with a grin. "I plan on taking my gripes all the way to the top. The compensation I deserve from the manager is worth more than its weight in gold…"
Eggman smirked. "He-he! Welcome to the DOOMERS, Dale. Glad to have you back!"
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