"I'm bad, and that's good."

“Wait. You don’t remember me AGA– I mean AT ALL?” Nice save there. Now his paralyzing fear of the guy that looks like the guy that shredded him a few years ago is being overtaken by outrage at not being memorable, come on! “Magic Man!” He swooshes an arm down his frame demonstratively, and comes away with the jack of spades between his fingers. “How could you not remember all this?”

“I don’t remember weaklings. You all just kind of blend together.” The card trick is a little familiar, at least, enough that Forte will wrack his processor trying to place that flourish. Something about... coins? And Piano? “..oh yeah. The card shark. I remember you.” 

21: Then there’s tongue

“Ehhheheheheheh!” Oh god it’s this guy again, help “Nnot at all! I mean! Eheh! Yyou seen a tiger with broken teeth around somewhere, is that it? Heh!” furiously shuffling

The robot..? Had to be a joke, because Forte didn’t strike him–for as briefly as they’d met previously–as the romantic type. “Don’t you have a robot boyfriend to spend the day with?”

“Aww, what’s wrong? Afraid to be seen on the town with your betters?” 

“There ain’t anyone better than me out there. I dn’t know what you’re complaining about, honestly.” 

The robot..? Had to be a joke, because Forte didn’t strike him–for as briefly as they’d met previously–as the romantic type. “Don’t you have a robot boyfriend to spend the day with?”

“Aww, what’s wrong? Afraid to be seen on the town with your betters?” 

“…”

And that annoyed Forte. Enough so that when Elec goes silent in face of accusations Forte will snort and step forward, roughly pushing Elec aside to better loom at the human.  “Y’know, it must be pretty sad that this is how you try to find control in your life.” A sharp grin, one with too many teeth to be at all friendly. “You don’t stand a chance against any real Robot Masters so you pick the target least likely to fight back. What’s next, a strongly worded letter to Wily?” 

Elec sucked in a breath before sighing. “I know. It’s not fair. None of what I did was right, and I’m sorry. If I could change it I would.” He turned back to Forte, eyes narrowing and teeth grit in agitation and guilt. “Forte, go home. This is none of your business and I deserve this. I’m more than capable of taking care of myself, and I’m doing this willingly. I’m not being forced to do anything.”

“Tch, if you want me to leave so bad then make me.”  Back and forth between human and Robot Master. Between the options Elec was the clear winner for Actually Interesting, especially if he tried to actually make Forte leave. 

“‘Course, I’m curious to know how ‘owning up’ to anything is gonna help. Hey, meatball!” A snap of his fingers at the human. “How sorry would this sack of boltless nuts have to be for you to say things are square?” He doesn’t seem all that interested in the human’s response since he’s attention is once again back to Elec. “Really sorry? Super sorry? Sorry enough to lay down and be a punching bag, that’s for sure.”

“…”

And that annoyed Forte. Enough so that when Elec goes silent in face of accusations Forte will snort and step forward, roughly pushing Elec aside to better loom at the human.  “Y’know, it must be pretty sad that this is how you try to find control in your life.” A sharp grin, one with too many teeth to be at all friendly. “You don’t stand a chance against any real Robot Masters so you pick the target least likely to fight back. What’s next, a strongly worded letter to Wily?” 

Elec sucked in a breath before sighing. “I know. It’s not fair. None of what I did was right, and I’m sorry. If I could change it I would.” He turned back to Forte, eyes narrowing and teeth grit in agitation and guilt. “Forte, go home. This is none of your business and I deserve this. I’m more than capable of taking care of myself, and I’m doing this willingly. I’m not being forced to do anything.”

“Tch, if you want me to leave so bad then make me.”  Back and forth between human and Robot Master. Between the options Elec was the clear winner for Actually Interesting, especially if he tried to actually make Forte leave. 

“…”

And that annoyed Forte. Enough so that when Elec goes silent in face of accusations Forte will snort and step forward, roughly pushing Elec aside to better loom at the human.  “Y’know, it must be pretty sad that this is how you try to find control in your life.” A sharp grin, one with too many teeth to be at all friendly. “You don’t stand a chance against any real Robot Masters so you pick the target least likely to fight back. What’s next, a strongly worded letter to Wily?”