the egg of the Mcu

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-Ivo Robotnik-

After arriving in Paris, the Egg Mobile Lab was unloaded from the private jet, and I drove through the city streets toward my Parisian home—one of many, thanks to my financial resources. As I navigated the roads, a screen inside the vehicle played the latest news. Without taking my eyes off the road, I listened as Tony Stark publicly revealed himself as Iron Man. Good. That meant Project XXX would soon have a wealth of new data to analyze.

Upon arrival, the house was just as I left it, with Egg Pawns diligently cleaning and maintaining everything. I stepped inside, placing my suitcase down, and made my way to the kitchen. Opening the fridge, I grabbed an apple, taking a bite and savoring its sweetness. A small moment of satisfaction before getting back to my vacation .

Me:{I'm surprised no one tried to sneak attack him before iron man 2 and 3}

Dressed in vacation attire, I stepped out to explore the city, taking in the sights of Paris. As I strolled through the streets, the scent of freshly baked pastries caught my attention, leading me to a charming bakery. Deciding to indulge, I entered and ordered a generous amount of croissants.

Even though I had once designed a Badnik shaped like a croissant and even attempted to engineer my own, there was no denying the superiority of human-made pastries. The flaky texture, the buttery richness—it was something even my technological genius had yet to replicate.

Me:{I wonder if I can get orbot and cubot to bake it I never saw them do it before}

Holding a bag of croissants, I continued my exploration until I arrived at the Eiffel Tower. The towering iron structure stood as an enduring symbol of France's innovation and engineering prowess.

A marvel of its time, the Eiffel Tower was constructed between 1887 and 1889 as the entrance to the 1889 World's Fair, commemorating the 100th anniversary of the French Revolution. Designed by Emile Nouguier and Maurice Koechlin, the project was realized by Gustave Eiffel's company, renowned for its expertise in metal structures. Built in three stages, the final section was completed on March 31, 1889.

Admiring its intricate framework, I mentally filed away its construction details, considering how such architectural ingenuity could inspire my own projects.

Me:{so beautiful even in another universe}

As I walked through the Louvre after a taxi ride , my eyes eventually fell upon the Mona Lisa. It stood there, timeless and serene, encapsulating the mystery and artistry of the Italian Renaissance. Painted by Leonardo da Vinci, it was hailed as one of the greatest masterpieces of all time. Its enigmatic expression, the subtle play of light and shadow, and the soft modeling of her face all contributed to the painting's reputation as the most famous work of art in the world.

The story behind the Mona Lisa added to its allure. It was believed to depict Lisa del Giocondo, created by da Vinci between 1503 and 1506, though he may have continued working on it until his death in 1519. After King Francis I acquired it, the painting found its home in France, and its fame only grew after its daring theft in 1911, followed by its dramatic recovery.

As I stood before the masterpiece, I reflected on the world it came from—one of beauty, creativity, and history. The MCU, in many ways, mirrored my original home in its vibrant tapestry of heroes and villains, yet lacked the same depth of cultural landmarks and stories that shaped the course of civilization. In that moment, I admired the Mona Lisa not just as a painting, but as a symbol of artistic and historical legacy that transcended time.

Me:{I'm many worlds art and history is a piece that connects humanity}

I decided to return home so a quick taxi drive when I Step inside my Paris home, my eyes immediately landed on the body sprawled across the floor. A note was lazily taped to its back, reading "100% not a real body." A weak attempt at deception—anyone else might have hesitated, but I knew better. The subtle details, the unnatural stillness, the lack of any artificial seams—it was real And I knew exactly who I needed to have a conversation with.

Me:ORBOT CUBOT SAGE 

Turning my gaze toward the living room, I spotted Orbot and Cubot peeking out, their nervous body language betraying their guilt. Sage stood beside them, maintaining her usual stoic expression, but I could tell she was aware of the situation. The contrast between their reactions only confirmed my suspicion—those two knew exactly why there was a body in my house.

I crossed my arms, waiting for an explanation, but I already had a feeling that whatever happened was likely the result of their usual antics… or an unintended consequence of something far bigger.

Me:well mind telling me who this man is ?

Cubot:w-well he just appeared so we panicked and—

Orbot:smacked him over the head with a frying pan and we didn't know what to do so we just left a note hoping people think it's fake

Checking for a pulse, I felt a steady rhythm—he was alive, just unconscious. Turning him over, I studied his face, but he was a complete stranger. Either he was a terribly unlucky thief or someone who had somehow mistaken this place for his own home.

Rather than waking him up, I decided to deal with the situation quietly. Lifting him with ease thanks to my enhanced physique, I activated my invisibility tech and carried him through the city undetected. Upon reaching a park, I gently set him down beneath a tree and slipped a hundred-dollar bill into his hand before walking away without a trace.

Me:{with that done I can relax}

Returning home, I found Orbot and Cubot still looking nervous. Though I wasn't too hard on them, I figured a change of pace might help. Deciding to take them shopping, we all got ready—Orbot, Cubot, Sage, and I—before heading to the Galeries Lafayette mall.

Once there, we indulged in a shopping spree, picking up various souvenirs. Among my purchases, I made sure to get a comb specifically for my mustache, a small but satisfying addition to my collection.

Me:{I wonder if the egg pawns are done creating them}

-3rd POV-

While Ivo Robotnik browsed the luxury boutiques of Galeries Lafayette with Orbot, Cubot, and Sage, his lab in New York remained active. Inside the dimly lit workshop, a network of robotic arms moved with precise coordination, sparks flying as they welded and assembled. Egg Pawns shuffled about, assisting in the meticulous construction of two figures resting on a metal table.

One of them remained incomplete, its skeletal frame still requiring fine-tuning and additional components. The other, however, was nearly finished. The final touches had been made—its sleek metallic casing polished, its internal systems linked to the lab's power grid.

A quiet hum filled the air as energy pulsed through its circuits. The monitors embedded in its eyes flickered to life, their screens displaying a piercing red glow, cameras whirring as they adjusted. For a brief moment, the artificial gaze scanned the darkened room. Then, just as quickly as it had awakened, the light vanished, plunging the lab back into silence.

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