Welcome, come one and all! This is chapter one in a series known as 'Sisters of Centium City'. (Believe it or not, this story had the hardest title to come up with. I had to go to numerous book title websites before learning about consonant titles.) This story will be somewhat similar to Crossover Cuties, but first some background info. 1. If you noticed, I labeled Crossover Cuties as 'completed.' This is not NECESSARILY true, but first the most part is. I might write some more for Crossover Cuties, but truth was I wasn't inspired. Those other fandoms…they aren't ME, you know? I'm a writer for Lab Rats and Mighty Med (with the exception to Disney High which I AM continuing) and I need to accept that. So this story will probably be better than Crossover Cuties. 2. This story is SIMILAR to Crossover Cuties in the way that you can suggest stories you want me to do. You can give me prompt ideas, setting ideas, etc. 3. This story is DIFFERENT than Crossover Cuties in the way that I might not take your suggestion, and will only take suggestions I am inspired to write. Sorry, but this is the way it has to be. I don't want this story to be a flop, so I'm doing things my way, the way that works best for me. 4. Do NOT whine to me if I don't take your suggestion, or I can guarantee you'll see none of your suggestions in the future, unless someone else requests them. I might, or might not, tell you if I'm not taking your suggestion. I don't want anyone to be pestering me in the PM box, thank you very much. 5. Finally, this story is NOT romantic, I don't ship Skylar/Bree, I only like their sister bond, and decided to emphasize it. You see, I have always loved how girls can talk to each other and care for each other without things becoming a manliness competition. However, since boys are the main focus of Disney XD with only one female lead, I've never been able to explore this female caring idea, and I really want to do this now. I have another story coming soon too, a Wolfblood/Elite Force crossover. I might pause some of my stories to build on the new ones, sorry. There's a few stories where I haven't completed them, and haven't said 'complete' but you might as well consider them complete because those stories aren't going anywhere anytime soon.

Okay, here's some character info. As you can imagine, the stories will center around Skylar and Bree. I'll also throw in Oliver as a side-kick type character most of the time, because I think they could have some good interaction with him. These stories will usually include Boji and Fang, but they'll rarely get any parts in the story, and for the most part will occasionally pop in to say something random. So rejoice OC haters! And sorry OC lovers!

Another thing, (sorry, I know this AN is long) I'm putting a mini bio at the beginning of each one shot so you can get info on each one shot and what you want to read! I'll probably be making remakes of Brylar episodes, but mostly original chapters! Here's the first one:

Title: Street Lights

Characters: Skylar, Bree

Time period: After Rise of Five, before Holding Out for a Hero

Does Skylar have powers? (Yes, this is its own section): No

Summary: When Bree catches Skylar on the terrace, out of her room, Bree gets curious and decides to have a little chat with her new friend.

Rating: K

Warnings: None

Pairings: None

With all that said, I hope you enjoy!

You know it's a bad sign when the sound of loud snoring becomes the norm. This was something Bree Davenport had learned when she suddenly woke up from her capsule, no longer alerted of her friend's presence by her loud, ceaseless snoring.

Bree rubbed her eyes and combed through her chocolate brown hair with her fingers, looking around her new room through the fogged-up capsule doors (maybe she'd been doing some snoring herself). Unfortunately, from Bree's location (away from Skylar's bed to give the Calderan teen some privacy) she couldn't tell if Skylar was still in the room.

Worried, Bree carefully opened her capsule and tip-toed out, praying both that Skylar was safe in bed without the threat of Roman or Riker, and also that Skylar wasn't in bed so that she wouldn't be startled and melt Bree with her acid-spit.

When Bree neared the wall separating her from Skylar's bed she slipped on a pair of slippers, fearing the worst, and crept in.

Sure enough, the covers had been thrown off, and Skylar's slippers were missing. Bree bit her lip, muffling an anxious whine and rushed out of the room.

Bree ran down the stairs, hoping she wasn't waking the boys up, and looked around. For a second, her heart nearly stopped when she saw that the kitchen, dining table, and living room were devoid of a person's shadowy figure in the dark, until she noticed a small shape on the terrace. Hoping upon hope the person was Skylar, not Roman or Riker, Bree snuck over.

At first she thought to turn on the lights, but Bree decided against this when she thought of the sleeping people upstairs. Instead, she carefully slid open the glass sliding-door and watched her new friend.

Skylar was fearlessly sitting on the wall that was left windowless for now, gazing up at the sky. Bree heard Skylar sigh, and wondered if she was looking for something.

Bree approached behind Skylar, and not realizing what a mistake it was, placed a hand on her shoulder.

"AHH!" screamed Skylar, jolting from the sudden shock. The sudden jolt backwards had her gripping at open air for a non-existing arm-hold, about to fall off the wall, toward the street below.

"SKYLAR!" shrieked Bree, wrapping her arms around the girl's waste and pulling her back onto the terrace, away from near doom.

Bree kept Skylar in her tight embrace for some time, both panting and shivering from the sudden shock. Bree placed a hand against the side of Skylar's head, the latter of which was leaning against Bree's shoulder, seeking comfort from the sudden shock.

When she'd finally gained a sense of closure concerning Skylar's safety, Bree slowly panted. "What…are you doing…here?" She desperately wanted an answer to the question, but was still marveling over how surprised she was when she realized how crazed her emotions were in the short time she thought Skylar was going to die. Had she really grown that close to her in such a short time?

Skylar removed her head from Bree's shoulder and looked into her eyes, before quickly deciding against it and averting them, embarrassedly. "I-I…felt homesick," she said, softly.

"Why?!" gasped Bree, quickly wishing she could take back the hostile and frustrated tone in her voice. She was just so scared, and partially angry at Skylar for giving a shock to her system worse than anything Krane had ever given her. However, she figured coming off as irate didn't help the situation when she noticed Skylar flinch.

"This city is so new to me!" cried Skylar. "The lights, the color, the…the height, well, it's all so different from Philadelphia…" Her words broke off in a jagged gasp, as though she was trying to hold back as many emotions as Bree.

Bree sighed. "I get it, you're 'just a small-town alien girl,'" she joked, trying to lighten the mood.

Skylar shot Bree a crooked half-smile. "I guess. I just haven't experienced all the sights, sounds, and smells of a big city before."

"Neither have I…" murmured Bree.

"I figured," continued Skylar. "I could take some time to get to know the city on my own." She gestured to the place she'd been sitting, as though it was proof of her intentions.

"Maybe…I could join you?" she asked, slowly. She didn't want to push Skylar away from her alone-time, but wanted to offer a shoulder to lean on.

Skylar smiled, and nodded. "I'd like that."

Bree stepped off the terrace's ledge, and grabbed two chairs which she situated behind the ledge. She shot a quick look at Skylar, making it clear that neither of them would be sitting on the ledge.

Skylar nodded, and mumbled under her breath. "Got it."

Bree gave her a satisfied smiled, and sat down. Skylar took the chair to Bree's left and the two gazed across the city streets.

"Wow," said Bree. "I never realized how big this city really was."

"Me neither," said Skylar, breath taken. Bree figured Skylar hadn't been up long before Bree found her.

While on 'Rich-Man Mountain', as Perry called it, Bree had been so high up she'd seen the stars from their window every night. However, in Centium City there were no stars due to city air-pollution and skyscrapers blocking the sky. No matter, they could see way more than the stars when they looked down.

Scattered across the ground were street lamps flickering like a thousand fireflies, and cars battling for space on the road like a bunch of fighting dogs. Millions of people rushed by, despite it being near midnight, and shops boasted flashy signs advertising the 'best' food or products in the city.

"I've never been some place so bright," whispered Bree.

"It was only ever this bright on Caldera when two volcanoes erupted at once," responded Skylar. "Maybe 'small town alien girl' can't handle it…"

"Hey, you totally can," Bree shot back.

As the two returned to staring at the city below, Bree started humming a familiar tune that she was reminded of from the 'alien girl' comment. "Just a small town girl, living in a lonely world…"

"Is that 'Don't Stop Believing'?" Skylar suddenly asked. "I remember Kaz calling it a 'cheesy old rock tune'."

Bree blushed. "Meh, I've always liked it. Plus, the song's really famous."

"Is it a big part of normo culture?" asked Skylar.

Bree chuckled. "I guess you could say so. American-normo culture, that is."

Skylar yawned, and leaned her head on Bree's shoulder. "Then sing it to me," she said, softly, as she batted her eyes to keep awake.

Bree shrugged, and continued the tune.

What had Skylar been worried about regarding the city? Oh yes, the sights, sounds, smells, lights, colors, and height. She'd almost forgotten, wrapped up in the moment. As her eyelids began to droop shut, it became harder to tell if she was sitting on a terrace or flying over the city. The only color was the soft blue of Bree's new night clothes as Skylar leaned against her shoulder; the only smells: Bree's quickly fading, flowery perfume; the only sound was the bionic girl's soft singing; the only sight was her friend's brown hair, which drooped over Skylar's face when Bree looked down to check on her, smiling ever so slightly.

And the only lights; the street lights that slowly dimmed as Skylar's vision grew darker…

So, what do you think? I think I did pretty well for chapter 1, what do you think? Like I said, I'm hoping to take a short break from editing/my other stories to add some chapters to this story before the inspiration dies out. XD! Hope you enjoyed, bye!