The Thinner Legion: Beta

At Uncle Chucks, chilidog sauce splashed down Jade's neck, but she didn't bother to grab a napkin and dab it off. Onyx sat across from her, using a sort of agitated Shadow face and nibbling his own chilidog. Soft music from the Forget-Me-Knots played in the background, and the rustling chatter of the customers around them seemed as distant as bat cries. Ol' Sonic and his employees rushed around making chilidogs, soda fizz, etcetera. Today, things were a bit busy in the diner, as it was the weekend and most workers had their day off.
"Say, Jade... your mother is a worldwide hero for restoring Mobius back to its former glory, how is she doing?" inquired Onyx. His copious amount of weird questions and Shadow attitudes were annoying, yet cute to Jade.
"Eh, the accolades are piling up and up. Aunt Lara-Su is busy as the representative of Angel Island and Portal, so my lil' bro is Guardian now." replied Jade, her gaze turned from Onyx's.
Onyx rolled his eyes when Jade spoke of Pearl.
"That fumblin' imbecile is strong and pure, sure, but he ain't capable of guarding Master Emerald day n' night, ya. He takes care of Dawson, what time does he have for th' Emerald?" growled the sharp-black hedgehog.
He held up his gloved fingers to form a zero.
"Zilch."
Jade sighed, and sipped from their shared Pepsi can.
"Onyx, sheesh! You claim to have seen Pearl's soul in person, then you badmouth him. You're so..."
Jade leaned over to Onyx's ear, which wiggled a bit as she whispered in it.
"...contrary."
Onyx blushed, but then tensed.
"What eez it?" said Jade. She covered her mouth as she noticed the sudden transition into Mercian speech. Sure, Onyx liked to slip into Yorkshire sometimes, but she was embarrassed of her Mercian accent from Mercia lessons.
Suddenly, the glass windows shattered, and a few old ladies screamed.
From the dust, a beautiful maiden resembling Bayetta emerged.
"I am Omega-Gamma," growled the legionized rabbit that emerged armed with a stungun. "and I am your captor for tonight."

Tails-Ko shook her satin dresses as she gently ironed them.
Her nails were well-polished and healthy (due to Jello consumption), her mascara freshly dabbed, and her bras as clean as ever. Why so clean? Because she had a prom that evening!
Tails-Ko grunted as her father, Skye, came in. The only reason why Tails-Ko only had Skye at home was because her mother, Belle, divorced Skye and married Manik instead, giving birth to Bayetta... which meant her BF, Bayetta, was her stepsister.
"Honey, let me do some ironing. Flirting with the boys there using pretty clothing and polishing your visage isn't your life, k?" asked Skye.
Tails-Ko glanced back at her endearing father.
"If you insist, daddy. I guess I'll go get some frozen yogurt at Uncle Chuck's diner." sighed the bitailed fox.
The posh pillows, drapes, blankets, wall stickers, Apple laptop, pink teddy bears, etcetera seemed to make Tails-Ko want to pig out on reading Cosmopolitan back issues and wait for their maid to clean up, but she resisted and stepped outside their villa.
A fresh, winding breeze came in from the mountains surrounding Portal, whipping Tails-Ko's hair in all directions. She had a burnin' desire to wind up her dual tails and fly all the way to Freedom HQ (where the Freedom Fighters had lent their old base to the Mobian Heroes) so she could monitor the fabric of the Neo Mobian dimension... but she didn't want to lie to her father, and besides, Uncle Chuck's had excellent frozen yogurt.
Glancing back, she saw the sprawling Chao Garden near their Portal villa. Portal was a large city, and had entirely replaced Nicole.exe's New Mobotropolis after the time-space rip of Crystal's victory rendered the utopia into another Great Wasteland (oops). Point was, they were rich enough (billions of gold rings) to purchase the property, and that from the suggestion of Silver and Crystal, they made a complex Chao Garden to help out the ailing species.
"Heh. Tails-Ko, stop admiring your own mansion, you moved in years ago." muttered Tails-Ko.
Wup. Wup. Wupwupwup. Wupwupwupwupwupwup.
Her tails spun slowly, then quickly, then rapidly, then oh-my-chao-that-is-fast fast.
"Up, up and beyond!" giggled Tails-Ko. She lifted off, and started to drift on the wind.

Pearl grunted as he fiddled with the bow his father imported from Mercia, trying to get the arrows snugly fit.
Outside, at his house's archery range (near the climbing wall Jade first fell off of), he was trying to master archery so that he could enter tournaments, but it was going.... slow. Pearl guessed it was because he relied on his psychokinesis too much. Soda crushed with mind, anyone?
"Ya-Yip!" shrieked a familiar voice.
"Yaaaack!"
Pearl stumbled, and nearly impaled himself on a large sword behind him.
Yip floated near him, covered with bruises and holding an orange energy crystal. Its pink Chao wings flitted weakly, and a trickle of blood sept from Yip's leg.
"What happened to you?! You're hurt!" yelped Pearl. It was unlike Yip to just approach Pearl like that, as Yip didn't like Pearl much, and it was also strange to find Yip badly hurt, as Yip was outfitted with unique powers that treasure hunters wanted in their hoard (ugh, they came pilin' up to their house a satchel a week).
"Cha-Yip.... squeak..." muttered Yip. "Chao chao, Yip, squeak squeak! Boooooom!"
Pearl vaguely understood what Yip was saying in his gibberish. Either it was Onyx and Jade have been 'napped by this pretty lady called Omega-Gamma! or I want ice cream!
Pearl was pretty sure it was the first one.
Holding up a palm, he sifted through his memories and tried to link them to Yip's essence.
He remembered his chat with Dawson, and tried to make it happy.
Some of Yip's wounds started to close.
Pearl reminisced playing with Jade in their sandbox, and his parents watching, nuzzling each other.
Yip started to glow more, and the bloodflow stopped.
He remembered honing his skills at psychokinesis when he was in fourth grade, "unintentionally" throwing a crabapple at Mrs. Muely with his powers and running away laughing afterwards.
Yip started to glimmer, and started to absorb the crystal.
Sweat poured down his brow, but nevertheless, he channeled one more memory's joy into Yip to recuperate.
Pearl remembered the stories of the Ibilis times and from the Blankworld age his parents would tell both he and Jade, much more immersing and educational than the history lessons on them. He would go to school the next day, telling the facts and impressing his teachers/peers.
Yip squeaked, and went into Pearl.
"Woah!" yelped Pearl, jabbed out of his "comatose".
A shell of orange light surrounded him, and he became the Orange Rocket... well, not a superhero, but a charged form.
"ROCKET!" screeched Pearl, surprisingly involuntary.
As he blasted off to investigate what Yip was yippin' about, he wondered how he could change his cry like a ringtone.