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“Commander Stone, I believe it's your turn to share your next strategies,” some nobody moves on from the last speaker. Stone has never liked these meetings, so he just waves a hand towards his assistant.

“Ah, Robotnik knows everything,” Stone deadpans. “He’ll explain everything.” Robotnik looks up from his tablet, where he was just pretending to take notes, in confusion.

“Wha-”

“Go on,” Stone glances over his shoulder at the other, waving towards the front. Robotnik glances up before looking back at his boss. “You’re the one making the robots for it. Go explain.”

Robotnik thinks to push back. After all, he'd only been assigned as the commander’s personal assistant/scientist a little more than a week ago. Yet, as a different official they could care less about tries to speak up against it, Stone harshly snaps in their face and continues to look at Robotnik expectantly. Taking a deep breath, not bothering to hide the slump in his shoulders, he walks to the front and starts to set up the PowerPoint.

Stone doesn't bother to pay attention to Robotnik’s presentation. They've already been over all of this: the robotics, the attached firearms, the strategies, the insane amount of casualties that the resulting explosions would cause. It's much more entertaining to watch his coworkers struggle to keep up. Stone likes how his new assistant can do that- speak so fast and with such a brilliant vocabulary that just about anyone else blue screens. Everyone except for Stone, of course. He wouldn't have direct contact with one of G.U.N.’s best engineers otherwise. Plus, by the end of it, Robotnik has that wild grin of genius that Stone loves to see. The PowerPoint ends with a little gif of an explosion over a stick figure labelled “the enemies”- Robotnik’s the one that made the slides.

Stone doesn't bother to pay attention to how the chair skids out behind him as he gets up, his hands planted on the table and a similar, sinister grin to his assistant plastered on his face. “Now then, I believe that was all that was asked of me. Ta-ta. Doctor! Let's get a move on.” Stone doesn't even glance over his shoulder to know his assistant is following. Though, he does pause and groan as he can already hear the nobodies shoot up from their seats.

“Now where do you think you're going?” One of them demands, as if they have the right.

“Back to my lair-” sure, it's technically an office, but it's a separate building and it's decorated in a way that lair just fits better- “and I'd really prefer to get a move on. I have wars to end before they start.”

“And what makes you think you can just walk out?!”

Stone snaps his finger and waits a moment for Robotnik to catch on. Thankfully, he doesn't have to turn around before he hears his doctor start speaking to the table. “You see, in our subsequently ranked hierarchy based on levels of critical importance, certain time, skill, and activities are ranked excessively greater than those of measly circle jerks of power.”After a few beats of confused silence, Stone can feel Robotnik turn to him. “Commander?”

Stone spins around with a sadistic grin on his face. “Ya basic!” He translates, much louder than necessary. He turns back around and gestures for his assistant to follow. “Doctor, let's go.”

“Yes, commander.”

Once that door is closed behind him, Stone spares a glance at his assistant. Robotnik has never been good at hiding emotions. Well, he is, just not to Stone. He memorized every micro expression he could the first week of having him. Yet, even those that don't know Robotnik could see the beaming smile on his face. Putting stuck up idiots in their place tends to have that effect.

“Honestly, what were those imbeciles thinking,” Stone starts on a rant, already storming through the building, towards the exit, “not even just those meetings. God, I hate those meetings. But they also had you locked up in a lab before this? With, what? Mediocre scientists? Despicable! Unthinkable! Downright idiotic! Listen here my dear doctor, if I ever- and I mean EVER- start treating you like that, smack me. You have my full permission.”

“Yes, commander.”

“And I mean it. You might be my assistant, but I'm not stupid. You're capable of great things, and by hell are we going to achieve them.”

Stone can almost hear that grin grow wider as Robotnik repeats another, “yes, commander.”

This memory takes place a while after canon. It was nearing sunset, and I was walking down the dirt path leading from the tent. At some point, I turned left, and I got a clear view of a picnic on a hill- where I was heading. I paused as I approached, taking it in. I don't remember who all was there already, but Jax was there- or, well, whatever her name was at that point. My vision focused on her.

She was wearing a dress and eyeliner, chatting and laughing. There was a peace and a freeness in her expression that had never been there in the time I'd known her prior. As I watched her, I felt... calm. After all she'd done, she somehow felt safe. Like someone that could be a friend. It was good to not be afraid anymore, and I was happy she'd figured herself out. I approached the picnic, and I'm pretty sure she smiled and waved me over, seeming calm around me as well.

...I don't remember the picnic itself, but I'm sure it was lovely :).

(Note: I have not seen the new episode yet! No spoilers please! ^^)

summer: everyone get on my spinach & cheese omelette agenda 🤩 anyway she also loves arroz con pollo. it was one of the first meals she taught yang how to make.

the twins: raven's is braised rabbit & qrow's is venison stew... they probably only get to eat it once or twice a year. (branwen twins "don't make it obvious we grew up in the woods" challenge: failed.) a plate of steak & potatoes would also make them happy. butttt their favorite childhood meal was oyakodon 👍 i can imagine qrow making it for ruby & yang sometimes when they were young.

if the republicans win, that would be 100% the end of the world for the lgbt community. I do not want the lgbt community to be holocausted.

and chances are, they will not stop there - this is not just for the queers, this is for all the minorities out there, women, poc, disableds, anyone who isn't a straight white man is on danger! along with free speech and worker's rights (maybe I'm blowing stuff out of proportions)(but if it makes people listen, so be it.)

I do not want the n*zis to return, and the fact I even have to censor that word is already proof they're on their way

so, if you're american, do NOT leave your vote blank, vote for democrats no matter what!!!

and if you're not, spread the message! (don't reblog this post tho it's terrible, make your own) tell everyone!

Since I'm putting my writing here now, I figure I ought to remind y'all who everyone is! Slightly incoherent intros under the read more :]. If anyone has any questions or wants to know more, feel free to shoot me an ask!