A/N: Four years later...we have a sequel to Sonic the...Rapper?. An unnecessary sequel to an unnecessary story.

Disclaimer: I STILL don't own anything.

Um…Jammer Tikal?
Chapter 1: Prologue

Tikal the Echidna walked out of the movie theater with her friends and band mates, Cream the Rabbit, her pet Chao, Cheese and Blaze the Cat. "That was a nice movie, but I prefer part one," Blaze said, looking pleasant, her companions, however did not look as pleased.

"Mr. Big sat in front of me and blocked my view," Cream sighed in disappointment.

"Oh…" Tikal groaned looking queasy.

"What's the matter Tikal?" The young rabbit asked.

"Oh I don't know…" She replied.

"Maybe you're hungry," Blaze deduced, "We can go eat lunch at Burger King." They all walked down the block to Burger King. They ordered their meals and found a place to sit just in time before the morning rush.

"Do you feel better Tikal?" Cream inquired once they started eating.

"It wasn't the food, I just wish I could be as strong as the hero in that movie," Tikal explained.

"But you are strong Tikal," Blaze assured her.

Cream nodded in agreement, "You can do anything with a guitar in your hands, not many people can do that."

"Sonic can…" Tikal told them.

"Sonic thinks he has special rapping powers ever since he rapped with Master Mushi that one time," Blaze grumbled, "It's more annoying than his stupid catchphrase."

"Sonic chao!" Cheese squeaked, pointing in the direction of Sonic the Hedgehog, his brother Shadow and Miles "Tails" Prower.

Sonic took out his wallet and gasped, "I don't have enough money for the stuff we were gonna buy from my cousin Manic!" (Yes, I went there)

"What kind of stuff is he talking about?" Cream wondered.

"You shouldn't think too hard about that," Blaze informed her.

"What do I do? I know! I gotta believe!" Sonic shouted, attracting the attention of everyone in the restaurant.

"For the last time Sonic," Shadow began, gritting his teeth, "Manic will NOT trade you the stuff for a rap."

"I know that," he took the orange hat he began wearing on a daily basis off his head, "I'll just rap for tips." He lead his group out of the restaurant.

"That's still a bad idea."

"Maybe we should take this as a sign that we shouldn't do this stuff," Tails put in.

"Shut up Tails."

"Back to what we were saying," Blaze started again, "You should have more confidence, Tikal, you have good grades, you have an amazing boyfriend, and most importantly, you're an essential part of our band. With you as the guitarist, Cream on the drums and me as the bass player and the vocalist, nothing can go wrong."

"I suppose you're right," Tikal sighed, then she accidentally spilled her tray off food, as an employee walked by. It was a robot that did not pleased, it approached the girl. "Oh no!"

"I know what you did," It claimed, "You spilt your food on purpose to make me clean it up."

"No, I didn't…"

"Prepare to be eliminated," it prepared to fight.

"Tikal, here," Cream pulled out Tikal's guitar and handed it to her. Once the guitar was in her hands, Tikal grew more confident and beat the robot simply by playing her guitar. When she was finished, the robot was beaten. Everyone in the restaurant applauded her.

Meanwhile, outside, Sonic was trying (and failing) to rap for tips.

"In the rain or in the snow,
In the rain or in the snow,
Got the got the funky flow,
Got the got the funky flow,
In the rain or in the snow,
In the rain or in the snow,
Got the got the funky flow,
Got the got the funky flow,"

Tails turned to Shadow, "Shadow, let's forget about the stuff."

"I was just thinking the same thing," He agreed, embarrassed at Sonic's poor attempt at rapping.

A/N: If you didn't get the joke...well...I don't know what to tell you.