One Week Ago
"So, this is it. Getting stalled on an incredibly, poorly paved street, in the pathetic little neighborhood of this insignificant suburb firetrap." The bald-headed action figure with an extensive, curly mustache muttered. He was clad in a red and black trench coat, and his plastic forehead could flip over into a dark slicked back hairstyle. He sat back in his seat with his arms crossed.
"Well, it was your idea to go this way, genius!" His riding partner huffed, exasperated.
"Correction, my dumpy little Santa-Clause-gone-rogue accessory." The classically garbed robot nerd held up a black-gloved index finger. "I believe it was you who so over-confidently claimed that we would find exactly what we were looking for if I let you drive. According to my superior calculations, we are…" he pulled out the upscale GPS he'd stolen from his kid's dad's office, "five blocks off course from our destination. That is granted, our target still resides there."
"Oh, they will. I guarantee it." His shorter, stouter fellow toy with a broad, brown hat hissed lowly. "You're the smart one. Here. You drive!"
"Oh, contraire mon ferrara, peasant. I direct, and you follow orders. Remember? Now, get out, put that empty noggin of yours to some actual use, and get us back on the road!" The bald guy snarled, kicking the smaller guy out of the battery operated toy Camero. The white bearded toy glowered up at him.
"The only reason I'm even putting up with you is because I said that I wanted pure, unadulterated revenge, and you assured me that your contraptions will absolutely make things painful." Stinky Pete complained.
"I did say that." Eggman smirked. "Trust me, my little over-stuffed gold digger, I have every intention of keeping my word on that score! It will be the most fun you've ever had!"
"It better be." Stinky Pete muttered, inspecting the toy car. The left rear wheel had completely rolled off when they'd tried to jump a pot hole. "Left rear is missing." He explained.
"Well? What are you looking at me for? Go find it." Eggman told him.
"And what are you going to do, Slick?"
"I will just wait here, resting my magnificent noodle."
"You-ugh!" Prospector scowled.
Ooo! Oh, trust me, they are not the only villains banding together. A loony third party will arrive later on. Any guesses as to who?