Doctor Ivo Robotnik. Crazy evil genius with an ego like no other and a tongue as sharp a blade with a spouse and child. Who wouldβve thought, right?
Truth be told, you two were actually the same except you still had a few of your marbles left. You were both well known scientists and geniuses. A force to be reckoned with. And yet you both decided to settle down and now you two have a son. Oliver Robotnik.
You were currently reading a book on the couch while your son and Ivo were playing on the ground, with Oliver sitting on Ivoβs chest. Oliver was around that age where babies typically start to talk. So, Ivo tried teaching him a few words such asβ¦
βCan you sayβ¦ dada? Orβ¦ world domination? Orβ¦ pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis?β Ivo asked Oliver. apparently even the great Doctor Ivo Robotnik wasnβt immune to baby fever.