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"Me? A poet. I can't believe it."
"Well, Sonny, that's what happens when you surf data for 12 days straight. You even sleep jacked in. I don't think you had a normal night's sleep all this time." The other Freedom Fighters enter the room at this point. Bunnie fell unconscious on the meeting table. "Ah, glad you're here. Have a . . . seat. Well, we all realize by now that Snivley and Packbell has created an auto-automation of Robotnik."
"Yeah," Sonic said, "guess life's much too quiet for them without Bubberbutt around"
"Of course," Sally adds sarcastically.
"But now they should realize that we can't make their lives easy for them."
"Davey here plans to take this fake Julian out, deroboticize me, and destroy this Roboticizer Override they have as an ace in the hole. It's a device that sets everyone who's roboticized--including myself and Mr. Crockett--to self-destruct."
" . . . man," Sonic was shocked at the news. The thought of seeing his uncle die very violently and without any way to stop it was almost too much. It showed in Davey's face as well. "Fortunately, everything's centrally located in Main Roboticizer #2, so I can take care of it all in one shot. Good thing too. . . " His eyes betrayed the terror he's feeling as his voice begins to wane. ". . . the sooner that override . . . gets off-line . . .the better I-I-I-I-I . . . feel . . . " He began to gasp for air.
"Yo, Big Daddy, what's wrong?"
"o-o-oh, it's nothing, sonic. . . "
"Notheeng my tail, Mon Ami. You are terrified. It's about ze robot arm or yairs, eesn't it?"
"I-I-I-I . . I don't want my . . . feelings to . . . jeopardize . . ."
"It's alright, sonny."
Davey leaned back on his chair, away from the huddle, as he gasped for more air. His face was hot and red, his mouth dry, his eyes shut tight. Bunnie yawns. "What's wrong with Davey Dear? He looks as if he saw a ghost." Chuck went to Bunnie and whispers to her. "He just found out that he's not in a video game after all."
Sally went up to her oversized Freedom Fighter and held his head in her arms. Having learned more than she cared to know about Davey's left arm, she expected him to be a little shaken up on it. She notes about it every now and then in her diary. . .
"While the normal roboticized Mobian would wonder what they did to deserve such a fate--at least Bunnie accepted hers--Davey Crockett actually believes that getting roboticized was the best thing that ever happened to him. And since he's an amputee, it probably is. . . "
"I gained so much with my new arm, princess. . . " Davey said as he looked directly into her eyes. "I don't want to have it taken away."
"And it won't Davey." Uncle Chuck joined in, placing his arm on Davey's shoulders. A clang of metal hitting metal. "We've got a plan." He then turns to Tails.
"I'll need your computer, Tails."
Tails held up his arm. His wrist com, named Miles, powered up.
"I've got here the blueprints to the override." Uncle Chuck transfers the data. "I need you to get inside the panel and deactivate it from inside."
"How would I know which wires to yank out?"
"Here," Davey hands Tails a headset monitor. "This'll give you a Virtual Reality view of the schematics, and will show you what to do."
"Cool."
"Davey, you've already programmed the Roboticizer, so you can operate it on me. I've also gave you a full load in your Power Rifle, in case that fake Robotnik shows up."
"Will do."
"Sonic and Sally, you two can run interference to get the heat off us, Bunnie?"
Bunnie was sound asleep on the far end of the table.
"Er, Antoine, would you take Bunnie back to Knothole, and get us some backup."
"Oui"
"And here, Ant." Davey tosses him a portable holographic projector. "I'll be putting out a live feed of Uncle Chuck's deroboticization. I want to put this whole planet on notice that their liberation is at hand."
"Sacre bleu cheese!! Misu Crockett!! This is crazee!!"
"Yeah, Antoine. Crazy. Like a fox!"