You people asked for a sequel, so you're getting one to Charmy Rogues!

I have asked for OCs, and you've have graciously given me permission and some whom I haven't asked shall be featured in as well for some cameos!

One last thing: I'M TURNING 14 MONDAY!

Characters (C) Sega, Sonic Team

Kiba and Tomo (C) Me

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Babylon Bee

Prologue: Recap and Start of Something New

I hate that song. Ever since I saw that High School Musical movie with Wave and Kiba, that song was stuck in my head. It's so annoying, yet catchy. Like all of Madam Vanilla's old twenties records her mother gave her that feature duets by oldies. But that song could pretty much sum up my life to this moment.

Hey, guys, Former Prince Charmy the Honeybee here. Just call me Charmy Bee, or just Charmy. Sometimes Charms or Charm work, but I really prefer Charmy. It reminds me of well, cuteness. People always told me my name was cute, and that I was a girl for having such a name. Those guys got stung so fast, they couldn't say, "Mama Mia!"

Though, if you don't know what happened to me, I guess I better re-cap for newbies. Welcome to old readers, too! Stay with me, here, my memory kind of sucks. First off, I was a former in-training detective for the Chaotix Detective Agency with Vector the Crocodile and Espio the Chameleon. We had another one, Mighty the Armadillo, but he left for some peace yearning. Or was it about saving his best friend Ray? I forget. Anyway, the Chaotix and I were together until I was six, when I tragedy struck: We took a job from Sterling the Owl and they were murdered by Rodrigo the Crow.

Rodrigo was this evil dude. He was attatched to this world by the Arks of the Cosmos, five pieces gravity-controlling devices. He attempted to kill his comrades in the thirteenth generation of the Babylon Rogues, but failed when Stolen stopped him.

When I was left to die, hanging from the edge of a building, Storm rescued me. Storm is my savior who introduced me to the Babylon Rogues. Jet was pretty cool, while Wave could stand me for only some of the time. I learned that, like my parents, Jet's parents pretty much abandoned him. I went on loads of adventures with them, like stealing all sorts of gems, re-finding Mighty and Ray, hooking Jet up with Wave (They're coming along rather nicely,), hooking Storm up with a panda named Kiba, and my personal favorite: Shadow Jet.

Shadow Jet was the fabrication of all things Jet hated. Shadow Jet was formed when the darkness of his heart was being controlled through his Ark of the Cosmos. The hawk became so powerful, that I had to run away to get help from Sonic and his friends. We finally cured him in the end, but everything soon went wrong. Team Dynamite, another team of thieves made up of Nack the Weasel, Tomo the Chameleon (Espio's sister.), Bean the Dynamite Dux (Jet's cousin), and Bark the Polar Bear. They tried to steal all five Arks of the Cosmos, but failed...horribly if I might add. Which resulted in the world's most devious villian to re-appear.

Rodrigo the Crow killed me and Tomo. However, for some reason, Vector and Espio were alive. Well, we were in a purgatory for repetition. Tomo and I were allowed to go back to life, but I had to leave Vector and Espio again. Before I knew it, the Grim Reaper proved to be quite the swell guy. He unlocked my hidden potential and I went super! It rocked, but I killed Rodrigo. Oh well, suits him.

Which brings us to me right now. I'm eight-years-old and doing great. Just ignore the fact that I'm bored. I hate being bored. Bored doesn't suit me. I don't even like the word! The Sonic Team pretty much stopped writing to me a few months back since I'm now a full-fledged thief. Even Cream, whom I secretly like, so shush and don't tell, okay?

So here I am, watching television. Bored. Nine in the morning, and the others aren't up. Storm and his new girlfriend Kiba sleep together. Yep, they're going out now. It took Storm to muster up so much courage that he nearly fainted in the process. I fired up the coffee machine since the Babylon Rogues pretty much live on it. Ask Wave, she'd know.

I noticed a syrup bottle on one of the shelves in the kitchen, giving me a devious idea. Remember when I dumped all that syrup on Jet's bed and Wave sat in it? Well, Storm's going to have a taste or that medicine. Grabbing the bottle, I ran up the stairs. I gotten taller, reaching just passed the half mark in two feet! I'm two feet and seven inches, which is actually tall for my age and spiecies.

"Where are you going to early?" a female voice from behind me called.

It was Wave, genius and mechanic to the Babylon Rogues. Not to mention Jet's girlfriend. Her hair was still in two ponytails, but lost the tube top for a sleeveless white tee shirt, and a pair of black shorts. She had her hand on her hip. She gasped and grabbed the bottle away from me. "No, Charmy, not again."

"Oh, come on, Wave!" I quipped. "I just want to have some fun with Storm and Kiba."

Wave stared at me, before grinning deviously. "So long as it isn't Jet and I, we're fine." She handed the bottle back to me, taking the cap off. "Give 'em hell."

Wave's awesome. She'll let me get away with stuff that involves toturing Storm and Kiba. However, she'll whine and moan about everything else I do. It will get tedious, but it actually becomes a routine. I screw something up, and Wave snaps at me. And that wrench of her's, I shudder thinking about it! It hurts when she hits you!

Their room was wide open for some good ol' torment. I fluttered in, snickering softly to myself. I began to crawl over to their bed. Yeah, Jet got them a bed. Storm hugged him, and his head was met with a wrench a few seconds later. Once I got over to the bed, I began to dump the contents all over the sheets, but that's when I realized nobody was in the bed.

Two light growls were heard from behind me. Flinching, I twisted around slowly. An albatross and a panda were standing there, pissed off. The albatross was Storm, who donned a light grey jacket and a...grey poncho. Yes, you read that right. A poncho. Kiba was the panda, who's black hair was in a scraggly ponytail, but some covered her left brown eye. She had a pair of red-rimmed glasses on that matched her black attire. Black t-shirt with black pants.

"You're dead, brat!" Storm shouted, grabbing me.

"I-I was kiddin'!" I shrieked. "Wave told me too!"

"Wave?" Kiba questioned, cocking an eyebrow. "Of course, she's been out to get us for a while, Storm."

I began to suffocate in Storm's grasp. "Can-can't breathe..."

Storm flinched, dropping me. "S-sorry."

"It's fine."

Kiba stormed out of the room, shouting for Wave. "Birdbrain, where are ya?"

Appearing around the corner, Wave was brandishing her wrench. Birdbrain was the name Kiba associated with her ever since they met. She always spoke to her whenever she called her Birdbrain.

"What the hell do you want?" she demanded.

Kiba held up her infamous baseball bat that now had nails embedded into them. "Why'd ya tell Charmy to put syrup in our bed?"

Wave chuckled. "Heh, you and Storm in bed. How sexy."

"What's that word mean?" I asked, appearing with Storm.

"You'll learn when you're older."

"Oh, come on!"

Storm began to laugh. "I'll tell you, kid." He dragged me away. "Wanna learn how babies are made?"

"Heck yeah!" I jeered, cheering loudly. I backflipped, finally happy Storm was going to tell the truth about babies.

He whispered the truth about babies into my ear. I wish hadn't seconds later. I ran off screaming, but plowed right through Kiba and Wave who was were trying to kill each other with their weapons. Storm was chucking as he dashed after me. I burst into Jet's office, crashing into the poor hawk who was sitting at his desk, drinking bottled water.

Jet had matured in the two years, but he still contained his childish ways. He bore alot of regrets on his shoulder for quite sometime, but we managed to forgive him. The hawk grew as tall as Wave, who was happy he was taller. He acted pretty much the same, just less annoyed.

He cried out as I clung to the back of his head. Storm was pointing at laughing at us. Jet grabbed my head and threw me into Storm, who caught me seconds before impact.

"What the hell was that about?" he demanded, holding his head.

"Well, Storm just told me where babies were from and-"

Before I could continue, Jet spit his water out all over me. I lowered my eyelids and glared at him. Storm slapped Jet on the back to help desist the choking. Jet gathered his breathe, staring at Storm as if he was insane.

"I-I couldn't help it Boss!" Storm said, waving his mammoth hands. "Char-Charmy asked what the word sexy meant, and I couldn't help it!"

Jet blinked, staring at him. "Um, okay. Charmy, are you traumatized for life, yet?"

"Eh, not really," I replied, shrugging.

"Oh, weird." Jet wore a green vest similar to Storm, but no poncho. Thank the Babylonian gods for that. The hawk stood up, presenting us with a flyer.

The flyer was mentioning something about the...Ex. World Grand Prix II. I was surprised. I thought that after the first one, everyone would just let this blow over, and Extreme Gear would be a thing of the past. I was wrong, like always as Wave pointed out earlier. This tournament was sponsered by G.U.N in cooperation with the mayor, Mr. Wanton, of Station Square.

"Apparantly since we competed last time, we've been offered to compete again," Jet explained, handing the flyer to Storm.

"We should do it!" I exclaimed, buzzing around in circles.

Jet nodded. "That's why we were the first ones to reviece this notice. Only eight teams can compete, but it's three to a team. Since Storm, Wave and I have the best comradry, I signed ourselves up."

My eye twitched at Jet. How dare he sign them up without consulting Kiba or me first! Really, what kind of friend does he think he is? I glared at the hawk, who grinned at me sheepishly.

Unfortunately, Kiba and Wave had to pop in. Kiba was holding her head in pain as Storm steadied. Wave glared at Kiba, who looked unharmed. Kiba grabbed the flyer from Storm, read it, and grinned showing off sterile teeth ready to bite my head off in an instant.

"Awesome, we should go for this," she muttered.

"They are, we aren't," I said to her, stiffing a lip. I told Kiba what Jet had done, and she was angry.

Jet waved his hands at us. "Hey, hey, don't worry. I got you two a teammate." He looked at his watch. "You should be arriving now."

A flash appeared on the other side of the door, and it was kicked open. Four people stalked inside. Team Dynamite had the floor. Tomo was ready to kill Nack at any given moment. Her hair was longer, only past shoulder-length while the others looked the same. Except for Bean: He had glasses on. Bark lost his hat, revealing spiky head fur. Nack had two guns on him.

Tomo looked at Kiba and I sympathetically. "You two, huh?"

Kiba nodded. "Yeah, Jet just went ahead and signed Storm and Wave up."

"Same here! Nack just signed himself, Bean and Bark up." She glared over at him, who smiled awkwardly. "Guess we can be a team, if you two want."

"Sure!" we agreed, and I went over to hug her. She patted me head gently. Along with myself, she died and came back to life. It was like nostalgia with Tomo around. We could keep each other comfort, but she reminded me so much of Espio.

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Next: Powerful New Rivals

Also, tomorrow is my birthday! I'll be fourteen!