I know I was originally going to have Skyfire as the only one not made into a baby, but using Miranda would be more fun and easier to make a plot from. So anyway, let's get this plot in motion from Miranda's POV.

Today is perhaps the craziest day in my life. There was that time when...no wait, nevermind. This is definitely the craziest day of my life which proceeded to lead to the most hectic week I ever wish to experience.

Here's how it began. I was lying in my room, listening to my Ipod while Skyfire and Cynder were watching TV. I had drifted off into a deep sleep, until a crash woke me up.

Normal POV, before the crash

Eggman sat in his Egg-whatever it's called outside the apartment where the new thorns in his side resided. At his side he had his baby ray, so his plan is as simple as one, two, three. One, turn annoying dragon-hog into a toddler. Second, finish his latest giant robot that, amazingly, isn't called Egg-something. Three, use said dragon-hog to power his robot and take over the world. Four, get recipe for dragon-cat's pancakes. After stealing one when they were out, he found he couldn't get enough of them.

Back to the plot. Eggman lifted the baby ray and aimed at the two dragon hybrids. He was silent because he didn't want to encounter their scary echidna friend. As he leaned over the controls to get better aim, he accidently hit the joystick, making his hover, Egg related pod crash into the wall just as the beam hit the targets.

Miranda's POV

The moment I opened the door, I saw two things amiss. One, there were two crying babies where Skyfire and Cynder were supposed to be. The second, and the most pressing concern, was Eggman rummaging through drawers and cupboards in the kitchen. He stopped the moment I saw him, then froze.

"What are you doing here? And what are you looking for?" I asked, wondering why he'd be in the kitchen.

"I just came looking for that cat's pancake recipe. Those things are addictive!" He proclaimed, trying to sound innocent. As believable as that is (I mean, I can't resist Cynder's pancakes, and that's saying something), I knew he was up to something. My big clue is the obvious two babies. But before I could ask about them, Eggman was in his stupid pod, trying to reverse out.

"Um, you wouldn't happen to have some spare gas about would you?" Eggman asked, letting out a nervous chuckle.

"No, we have something better," I said, smirking evilly as I walked to his pod, then kicked it like a football, watching it bounce across the building tops before I turned to see two toddlers looking up at me.

"Miwanda, dat you?" the little navy blue hedgehog asked, his little wings spread out like Rouge's. As hard as I found it to believe, it was Skyfire. I guessed the cat to be Cynder.

"Yeah...it's me?" I said, not sure how to react. Heck, I didn't have time to react before the two toddlers flew into me, tackling me to the ground in a hug.

"You savies us! You is hero!" Cynder proclaimed, arms wrapped around my waist while Skyfire clung to my neck like one of my collars. Who knew these two were so strong.

"Um, could you get off of me," I said, trying not to sound irritated. As much as they're my friends, I don't do cute, adorable scenes. If I had Skyfire's stripes, then the yellow one would be glowing full force. Speaking of which, Skyfire's grey stripe was glowing.

When the two of them got off me, they flew behind me like little puppies with wings as I walked over to the phone. There was one person who could fix this. I grabbed the phone and dialled the number for a certain kitsune. That is, until I got a call from someone called Honest Sam, asking me if I wanted to buy encyclopaedias. I slammed the phone down, felling a vein appear on my forehead and my left eye twitch. Every time I picked up the phone this week, all I got was the question "You want encyclopaedias?" from the same guy. Ignoring that, I picked up the phone, dialling Tails' number before Sam could call again.

"Hello. Who is this?" Tails' voice asked.

"Miranda, you know the echidna besides Knuckles and Shade," I said, making sure he remembered.

"Oh...hey Miranda. What's up?" he asked, voice nervous. I know, I have that effect.

"Have you dealt with toddlers before?" I asked, worried about what had crashed behind me.

"Well, I've dealt with a toddler Sonic, Knuckles, Amy, Shadow, Metal Sonic, Metal Knuckles and Shadow Android, does that help?" he asked. I froze. "Eggman's done this before? This could get cliché soon," I thought to myself.

"Please tell me you know how to turn Skyfire and Cynder back into their older selves," I begged, not wanting to deal with the two super powered kids for too long.

"I do....but then something happened to the formula..." Tails said, more nervously than before.

Flashback

"Alright, this should help me get ready for the next time Eggman tries to turn anyone into toddlers," Tails said, sighing before something hopped onto his workbench. That something was green, amphibious and croaking.

"Please don't burst in, please don't burst in, please don't burst in," Tails begged. Almost as if on cue, the familiar yell of " FFFFRRRROOOOGGGGYYYY!!!!" was accompanied by a crash as a certain big purple cat burst in, knocking over various pieces of equipment. Tails just let his head fall on his workbench, wondering why he bothered repairing the door and the Big-shaped holes.

"Don't worry, I just need a week to gather the ingredients and make the formula," Tails said, unable to see my eye twitch more violently and the vein on my forehead felt like it would explode.

"A week...stuck with a living, flying toddler bad luck charm and a tiny elemental bomb..." I said through gritted teeth, almost sure my fangs and the phone would break. I risked a glance to see Skyfire and Cynder playing tag, flying into various different items. A radio fell to the ground, turning on and blaring the line "Don't worry, be happy," from a song that annoyed me at the best of times.

"I'd ask someone to help...don't kill me!" Tails yelled, hanging up. Before I could slam the phone down, guess who called. "Honest Sam here to save you a small fortune on encyclo....." was all I heard before the phone was crushed in my hand. That song on the radio got on my nerves as it blared, full volume, around the apartment. At least, until my boot crushed it.

Amazingly, the TV was left unbroken, and the two little terrors of the skies were watching SpongeBob. As annoying as I found that kid's show, I was glad they were distracted. It gave me a little time to plan. Alright, I'd take care of one of the babies, namely Skyfire, while I asked someone to take care of Cynder. Since the phone was broken, I'd have to go around on foot.