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This was a Radom idea that came to me, when listening to music about the Muppet Kids when they first met Sneaker and trying to teach her what friendship is like, as well as what it means to have friends so had to write this.

This story takes lace a few weeks after Constantine adopts Sneaker and move to America, so Sneaker has a lot to learn, especially friendship and her cousins will help her learn that, but hope you enjoy.

Yoko, along with Sora, R.J and Zeus were curious about their cousin Sneaker, who was Constantine's newly adopted kid but she was causing antics left, right and centre like messing with the adults which they would never do, or take snacks without asking but being kids, they wanted to give the little thief a chance since their folks had taught them right, seeing Sneaker by herself.

"She loojs really lonely, you know?" R.J said to them.

"Yes, since she just moved here, with Incle Constantine." Sora told them, seeing them agree.

They sawSneaker writing in a padlocked notebook, wondering what she was writing about but knew that she wouldn't tell them, unless she trusted them and they wanted to be her friends since they were also family too.

"It might take some time, but keep trying with Sneaker since she could use friends, alright?" Kermit told them.

"We will dad, you can count on that for sure as well as help her find the rainbow Connevtion." Yoko replied.

They were doing their homework which their first grade teacher had given them, along with Sneaker but she was already done, impressing them seeing her doing karate which was cool.

"Did your dad teach you, how to do that, Sneaker or you picked it up?" Yoko asked her, surprising Sneaker.

Normally back home in Siberia, other kids didn't want her aroubd, or to be her friend so was anxious seeing her new Cousibs were trying to be friends with her, but she was unsure of tnem.

"You could say that, Yoko right?" Sneaker said softly, which surprised them.

They guessed she was shy, but they coukd get her to cone out of her she'll, knowing Constantine was like that, and Nadya helped him with that plus they were so friendly, why would Sneaker be so shy?

Later that night in her room in the apartment Tbat she and her dad lived in, Sneaker was still awake as she had something on her mind because if her uncles were not so friendly towards her dad, why were her cousins being nice to her?

"Maybe they want to be friends, but I'm not sure yet, Baba." Sneaker told her stuffed frog which she'd had since she had been born and like a security blanket to her while working on her story that had writing for a very long while since she and Constantine had met that fateful night, in Siberia.

She knew that her dad was out heisting but wanted her to stay here, so it was okay for her to stay up this late way past her bedtime because her dad would not mind, Pkus she'd swiped her dad's iPod so was listening to punk rock music on headphones while working on things, which was helping her relax.

Later that day, she was asleep on her bed cuddling Baba, making Constantine smirk, letting her be since school was no place for his little thief, letting her sleep because if he woke her up, she'd just be grumpy which would not be great for him, and was taking her to the studio later, since the other kids were having a slumber party so woukd talk to her about it when she woke up.

"I'm not sure, about going to a slumber party, let alone my first one, p,us the other kids probably don't want to be my comrades like the grown ups with you." Sneaker admitted to him.

"Oh sweetie fly, they do but we just got here, so Tney don't know you well, but maybe we shoukd try." Constantine said to her seeing her sigh.

"I'll do it, daddy but I won't like it." Sneaker told him, going to her room with Baba in her arms.

She was packing but wanting to try hoping that maybe her Cousibs did want to be her friends, ready to go making Constantine grin, knowing she would make him proud leaving the apartment making Sneaker anxious, approaching the studio, hearing laughter seeing the other kids were building a pillow fort, or gathering materials to build one impressing the shy little thief.