Huzzah! A sequel this is!! Sorry it took so long. Hope ya didn't mind waiting ^^;; Well, as you may already know, this is the sequel of "New, and Strange". Sam has finally returned after three years, but so has a so-called 'superhero', plus a lot of bad guys ^.~

"You touch it,"

"I'm not touchin' it! You do it!"

"Do you have a stick?"

"…No." Squee sighed and sat down on the curb with Pepito, staring at the squished squirrel in the middle of the road. Now, both fifteen years old, were bored to death and there was nothing to do. Squee still looked pretty much the same, only now he was taller and wore baggy blue with a loose tan shirt.

Pepito however, had grown his hair out and it was now down to his shoulders and stuck out everywhere. He wore blue jeans as well, but closer fitting and had on a black shirt with the words 'Bite Me' tattooed on the front. He also had a small blemish on the left side of his forehead.

His necklace still hung from his neck, and his wrists were covered in spiked bracelets, colored bands, and little doodles he drew in his spare time. It was the beginning of summer and the sun was high and shining down upon the two teens.

All the fun thing to do in the summertime, swimming, biking, roller-blading, having somewhere to go, were out of their reach. They slouched and sighed in unison. "What about video games?" Pepito suggested, but Squee shook his head in disapproval.

"My game system's messed up,"

"Biking?"

"Got no bike,"

"Skating?"

"Lost."

"Picking up women?!" Squee stared at him oddly, then shrugged. "Sure why not. Where to?" Pepito grinned wickedly.

"I hate the mall, I hate the mall, I hate the mall, I hate the mall…" Squee kept mumbling as the two walked through the overcrowded mall, hands shoved in his pockets.

"Oh, come on! Malls are magnets for women!" Pepito chortled, nudging him playfully with his elbow. Suddenly, up ahead, many people were in a big circle, grunts and screams emitting from the ring. "Alright, a fight!"

They squeezed themselves into the crowd and waded through them till they were in the front, where two girls, both about their age, fighting over a doll. "Let go!" the blonde girl in skimpy clothing yelled, but the redhead with loose clothes wouldn't let up.

"I need it! My dog needs a new chew toy!!" The redhead yanked it into her grasp, then knocked out the blonde with a one-two punch in the face. "Huzzah!" she cheered triumphantly as she stuffed her prize into the deep confines of her pocket.

She gave the crowd a piece-sign, then merrily skipped away. Pepito and Squee blankly stared at the empty space where the fight had been, and then Pepito smiled with a thoughtful look in his eyes, then grabbed his friends' hand and ran off after the girl.

They spotted her in an electronic store jamming to a radio that was blaring out cherry-pop dance music. As she banged her head and her fiery locks swung in rhythm, the boys studied her from across the room. "She seems weird." Squee chirped.

Pepito looked on at the odd girls' behavior. She was somehow strangely familiar to him though…wait. Strange? That's it! He gasped as his memory flooded back into his head at full speed and he ran over to her and hugged her from behind.

"AHH!! MOLESTER!!" she screeched, reaching back and grabbing Pepito's arm, and was about to fling him into the nearest CD stand, when Squee trotted up and stopped her. "Wait Sam, wait! It's us!" the young girl, now recognizing Squee, unleashed her hold on Pepito.

It was Sam, the girl they had known three years ago, had come back to visit her mom. She still looked pretty much the same: spiky red hair a tad past her shoulders, big innocent green eyes, and black baggy clothing, only now she had breasts.

She squealed in delight and bear-hugged the two of them, nearly crushing them, but let go when she saw their faces turning blue. "Oh, it's so good to see you guys!" she cried, overwhelmed with joy as she hopped up and down excitedly.

"Oh my gosh! I have so many things to tell you! I—" she stopped when she heard the word 'criminal' with her acute hearing, then ran over to a conveniently placed television, where the news was on.

"…So far, he has the whole restaurant held hostage," they showed a picture of a Chunky Cheeses place with a man holding a big gun in the parking lot, "A note has just been handed to me, believing it was written by the crazed man, stating, 'give me a plane ticket to Mexico, or I'll blow up the place',"

Sam wasted no time and dashed out of the place, forcing her two companions to follow. "Come on!" was all she said, a devilish grin plastered on her face.

Short yes. But remember, there ARE more chapters ^___^