Eggman was a genius. This was an undeniable fact, at least as far as he was concerned. Nothing new. But it was times like these he was reminded just how much of a genius he truly was. He chuckled. Who would have thought that incompetence would give him his best idea yet?
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Eggman was drunk. This was an objective fact. This was nothing new, he was almost always a little tipsy. But this night, he was even more drunk than usual. He had gotten to mopping about his Ex-Wife again, and drank a few too many bottles of… well, it was probably alcohol. He didn't quite remember. He typed away at his computer, movements sluggish and jerking. He had had a great idea! Who would have thought getting drunk would give him his best idea yet?
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Both Eggmans, unbeknownst to each other, were working on the same device. One that could pierce a hole in the fabric of space, and deliver to them an alternate Eggman. After all, they reasoned, if it's me, clearly they will share in my vision! They both finished their machines at once. At once, with the press of two buttons, the portals opened… right on top of each other. The Eggmans saw each other for a moment. And then reality collapsed.