Not another Story Part 18

Title 18

As Neceron entered Eggman’s main control room, Eggman quickly turned around and minimised a window on his computer in a panic.
“G-Greetings, Neceron! What brings you here?” Eggman said nervously
“…What was on that window, Eggman?” Neceron asked with an obvious smile under his mask “Was it Porn?”
“NO!” Eggman yelled quickly
“Wha-Ho! It was!” Neceron yelled “Lemme See!” Neceron said, trying to get to the computer
Eggman’s pushing Neceron back, attempting to save his computer and his dignity. Neceron somehow managed to bring up the window, which was a live feed of many of the Eggman Empire Residents showering
“Oh-Hoh” Neceron said, stepping back and commiting this to memory “You sneaky bugger! I like you!”
Eggman quickly quit the window and sat down “What do you want?” He said, angrily
“Well, I’mma hafta ask for my reward for training your troops. And money ain’t gonna cover it.” Neceron Said.
“What could you possibly do if I don’t pay you?” Eggman asked, trying to gain the bargaining chip.
“oooh…” Neceron said, taking out his revolver and spun it around his finger “I wonder what I could POSSIBLY do?”
“Very Well.” Eggman said, turning around on his chair. “I shall give you 5 crates of Pepsi.”
Sally, who was eavesdropping gasped from behind the door
“Please.” Neceron said, disappointed “Pepsi’s crap.”
After that was said, Everything went silent. The hustle and bustle of the city, the hum of the computer, Silent.
Neceron looked around nervously. “I was kidding!” Neceron yelled out the window
The background noise resumed.
“Well, what would you prefer?” Eggman said, still trying to comprehend someone not liking pepsi.
“It would be in the ‘Drink’ area…” Neceron said “I’d kill for Ginger Beers.”
Eggman hesitated. “Ginger beer is a rare drink to find nowadays, because there are no bars and…”
“WHAT?!” Neceron yelled, slamming his fist on the desk “Well, GET some! GAWD I’ve never needed alcohol more in my life!”
After Neceron smashed the Atari system Eggman constantly plays, He collected himself
“I’ll be back next Tuesday.” Neceron said calmly “I’mma go grab some booze.”
Neceron then promptly jumped sideways out the window.
Eggman was silent. He shed a single tear for his fallen Atari. And at that moment, he vowed revenge.
* * *
Neceron sat at the bar with a bottle of scotch in one hand and his Chao in the other.
He took a swig of his scotch straight from the bottle and people watched in amazement as Neceron still kept his balance and hadn’t succumb to alcohol poisoning.
“H..He..Here ya go, Liddle bruddy” Neceron slurred, as he put a few drops of Scotch into his Godot Chao’s coffee cup.
A cat-person burst into the bar doors.
“Run! Everyone flee!” Cat-person panted
“Now, now…” The Bartender said, still cleaning the glass “Calm down Eric. What’s up?”
“Patrol Robots!” Eric continued to pant “They caught us with our pants down! They’re killing people in the streets!”
Neceron slammed his scotch bottle on the desk, catching the attention of everyone in the bar
“Think they can Stomp in on turf I helped liberate, Ay?!” Neceron yelled in a drunken rage.
“You tell ‘em, Nessie!” A drunken Rage yelled from the karaoke machine
“I’ll fuckin’ Show ‘em!” Neceron yelled in a slur. He picked up his Scotch bottle and left his unconscious chao on the bar counter.
Neceron walked out the door, quite unbalanced, and went hunting for the Robots.
The Bar patrons followed Neceron to either try and stop him, or watch his arse get kicked.

End~ This’ll be good~ 8D