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It was very often and well known by robotnik that during Stone's lunch breaks, he would disappear for the whole of his break and return with 2 minutes to spare, having smelled like he had just showered or put fresh deodorant on. It puzzled robotnik as none of the cameras could catch where he was going, frankly, it annoyed him to no end that he couldn't work it out. He had asked but the agent would simply avoid the question or make subtle distractions so he wouldn't have to talk about this topic so inevitably robotnik took it into his own hands to work out where his agent disappeared to every day, it hadn't taken as long as robotnik thought it would for his agent's lunch to roll around. "Doctor, I'm going on my lunch now" Stone had called from the door only getting a grunt in response. Robotnik was quick to his feet once the agent left the room he had waiting till the footsteps echoing the halls were far enough away before he emerged from the lab and started down the hallway towards where the agent was, well were he suspects stone to be, it was down a dimly lit hallway robotnik knew every part of the lab however the halls he was less familiar with.
He reached a door near the end of the corridor and peeked inside and sure enough there was his agent his suit jacket and shirt placed neatly on the bench that lined one side of the wall, room light but little to no lights and a glass wall lined the back Robotnik was surprised to see this he hadnt even known it was there and standing in the middle was none other then stone. Stone was spotted in a white singlet and his crisp suit pants, dirty white bandages wrapped around his knuckles and in front of him a boxing bag. Still swaying from stones last hit as he stood in defence position at first robotnik just stared unsure of what to think or say he didnt like not knowing what to say but all his eyes could do was follow the steady blows of stones knuckles meeting bag, back up stones arms until he reached stones face, his ever calm faced agent now had sweat beading down his temple with eagle like eyes focused on the bag as he swung punches at it.
Ok so everything is fine, hes not a spy or something stupid robotnik thought while he went to leave but then stone spoke and it make robotnik freeze in place "ok so its easy, no no no you got to have your hands closer" he couldnt work out why stone would be talking to himself then someone else's voice rang through the air, he couldnt tell who the voice was but it made his blood run cold slowly on the ball of his heel he turned back to face the room and as the bag swung once more he was it. A tall male, tanned, about 6 feet 3inches, blonde hair..., the information ran around Ivo's head almost making him dizzy but the one factor that stood out for reason beyond his knowledge was the dude was shirtless, shirt haphazardly thrown to the floor near his agents' neatly placed clothes. They stood shoulder to shoulder stone moving to touch the mystery agent's arms and hands moving to a different place like a child and their doll.
Robotnik couldn't shake the odd feeling that had made its way through his stomach like a storm messing up all his senses only drawn back from his swirling thoughts by an alarm going off he turned to look and it was the agents' watch chiming away, "Ah! Ok, I have to go now!" Stone spoke as he went to quickly gather his items.
"Or you know you can always stay, teach me Everything you know" the agent put a-lot of emphasis on the everything part with a flirtatious smile to go with it, it made robotniks blood boil for reasons unknown to him however before he could rip this guys throat out for trying to take his stone away from him stone spoke up himself, stone was walking backwards to the door as he spoke "oh no im sorry i have to get back to the doctor now, my lunch is over so-" his words are cut short by the thud of collision. It made stone jolt from his skin with a yelp "AH!" He spun on the spot and came face to face with the doctor "d-doctor! You're here-," "How did you find me?, Wait no when did you get here" Stone got shut down by a hand held in front of his face causing him to be silent. The room held an awkward silence until the other agent spoke up "Uh robotnik sir" "Doctor" "doctor" Both stone and robotnik spoke back at the same time and the other agent fell silent at as the others spoke in sync, "d-doctor robotnik, agent stone was simply helping me train here" the agent gave a seductive wink towards stone before stone turned his head away a light blush pressing onto his cheeks.
He wasn't even able to make eye contact "Who authorised you to be in my lab agent- whatever your name is"
"Agent Erin, sir" the agent went to speak.
"Bzzzt, nobody cares who gave you permission to be in my lab without my knowledge" robotniks voice had cut like a knife through the tension in the air, and Stone had even stilled all movements as if he was holding his breath before he took a steady step back from in front of robotnik.
"Doctor, it was Walters who had authorised this training season" Stone explained in a calm tone "Walters? authorised you to train this buffoon" he spoke gesturing to the other agent in disgust before returning his focus to Stone he awkwardly shuffled on his feet. "Yes sir, he had informed me of this arrangement and told me I was unable to tell you.“
Stone took up looking at the floor while explaining to avoid making eye contact which was probably a good thing because if he could see the look robotnik was giving him, he probably would have died on the spot, stones hole body tensed expecting to be yelled at but all that came was a tight and rough grip on his wrist that had started pulling him down the hall towards the main laboratory. Once the door had hissed shut behind them he felt the cold collide with his knees as he quickly glanced up making eye contact with robotnik and managed to hold it, “Sir-?" He spoke with complete uncertainty "Enough stone I don't want to hear any pitiful excuses you can come up with" robotnik hissed as he sat down in his seat at the desk. "Come here stone."
Stone went to get to his feet but quickly second guessed what action by the look robotnik had shot him instead opting to crawl his way over to in front of the doctors, Any words stone went to speak were cut off by robotnik shoving his first three finger into stones mouth and pulling him closer Stones face lit up with a uncontrollable beat red gloss across his cheeks and his eyes had blown wide.
He was on his hands an knees at this point trying to stabilise himself as to not fall over Robotniks words were deep and had almost hints of malice, "you are NOT to train any new agents whilst you work for me do you understand" his words were close to stones face at this point he could feel the hot air push onto his cheeks, not daring to look away he gave a chocked "yes doctor" to show that he understood.
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Walters strides down the long corridor almost feeling unwilling he had heard from Agent Erin that robotnik had found out about his need for stone to help train the recruits one-on-one and had all but dragged stone from the training room and they hadn't left the lab since. It put Walters on edge because Erin hadn't seen either Stone or robotnik leave that lab and no yelling was heard, he approached the door to the lab knowing someone was inside because he could hear the ruffling of papers and shuffling of feet but by god, it hadn't prepared him for what was to come once that metal door hissed open.
Robotnik was sitting behind his desk with his head to the desk until Walters walked in robotnik shifted to place one elbow on the desk for his chin to rest on whilst the other remained out of view behind the desk
"Robotnik. Im here for Stone however he isn't at his desk. After your little display of dragging him away I'm obliged (and no one else wanted to) check in on him." Walters had explained that the hint of unease was clearly evident despite the fact that it was spelled across his face as well.
Robotnik had been stThe aring at the desk well that was what Walters had thought the smirk that slowly crept onto robotniks face made Walters' hair stand on end.
"Oh? Agent Stone? Why, why no he's fine just" robotnik paused for a moment eyes flicking back down then back up again, “preoccupied"
"Preoccupied?" Walters all but mimics back "what on earth could he be preoccupied doing if not standing here helping you". Walters soon regretted making that statement with the even bigger smirk that crossed robotniks face which boarded on the verge of murderous. Walters stood across the table a couple paces back while robotnik readjusts himself in the chair and a strained sound echos out from underneath, confused at first Walter's eyes soon widened when the hand robotnik had under the desk moved in a jagged motion and an evident gaged moan echos from under the table.
Robotnik looked up to make sure Walters got the gist of what was happening and knew he got it when he saw the older man spin on his feet and quickly vacate the room.