A/N: Mwahahahahaha! It returns! I decided I loved it so much that I wanted to do more. MORE! Yay! And I'm on a MAJOR sugar high for the first time in 2 months so... yeah.

Disclaimer: Ummm... I own nothing.

THE CAST

Black Rider 1: Fred

Black Rider 2: George

Black Rider 3: Ned

Black Rider 4: Jerry

Black Rider 5: Bill

Black Rider 6: Bernard

Black Rider 7: Carl

Black Rider 8: Dan

Black Rider 9: Kyle

Black Riders On A Sugar High: The Sequel

"Dude, didn't we DO this already?" Carl whined as the Black Riders filed into the rooms.

"Yeah, yeah. We did. But this time we're taking it further. Or rather, SHE is..." Bernard replied, looking at the ceiling as he said 'she'.

"Who is 'she'?" Dan asked. Bill smacked him in the shoulder and shushed him.

"Where's Jerry? And Kyle? And George? And where's all our food?" Ned asked, dragging in a dolly loaded with sodas.

"They said they forgot something and went back to the store, remember?" Fred told Ned, tripping him so that the dolly fell over and a box of sodas hit Ned in his foot. Ned just stuck out his tongue and showed Fred his metal-booted foot. Fred punched Ned in the face.

Meanwhile, at the grocery store...

"Jerry! Get OVER here!" Kyle shouted.

Jerry stopped making faces at himself in the reflection of the glass and stepped over to Kyle. "Is George getting the... stuff?"

"Yeah, yeah. So, which should we get? What's the better deal? 10 off a 130 count bag of mini Snickers, or 5 off of a 150 count bag? I hate math."

"Pfft, like I know. I skipped that class. You ever miss being, you know, a king? With all that, you know, king-ish stuff?"

Kyle glared in Jerry's general direction and tried to do the math in his head. Four seconds later, he tossed both bags into the cart and rolled his eyes. "Screw this. It's not like we have to pay for it anyway."

Jerry nodded and happily glanced at the group of bound and gagged store employees.

"C'mon, Jerry, we're gonna go browse."

"Oh, YAY! I LOVE browsing! Umm... what's browsing?" Jerry asked in a sincerely befuddled way.

Kyle glared at him again. "You are SUCH an idiot. HOW did you land this job?"

"My daddy."

"Idiot."

"Hey! Whoa! Who YOU calling an idiot, dude?"

"Um, you."

"Oh no you di'int oh no you di'int."

"What are you trying to be NOW? Gansta?" Kyle rolled his eyes.

Jerry grabbed a ball cap from a nearby stand and placed it on his head sideways. "Was up?"

"Dude... you are so lame."

"AM NOT!" And Jerry jumped on Kyle and started poking him with a stick.

Leaving Jerry and Kyle to duke it out, we will return to the small room...

"GET OFF OF ME, FAT HIPPO!"

"NOT UNLESS YOU APOLOGIZE FOR PUNCHING ME!"

"WHY WOULD I DO THAT? YOU LOOK BETTER WITH A BLACK EYE!"

Ned loosened his grip on Fred and patted his eye. "Really? You think so?"

"No, fool! Ha!" Fred said in victory as he twisted out from under Ned. Nearby, Bernard, Carl, Dan and Bill were setting up a card game.

"Bernie! Fred's being mean!" Ned whined.

"I told you never to call me that! Go sit in the corner and think about what you've done!" Bernard shouted at him.

Ned went over and sulked in the corner, while Fred pulled up a chair to the table.

"So, what are we playing?"

"It's basically a combination of Go Fish, poker, gin, spades, and canasta. We call is 'Goferinadsta'." Carl answered, dealing out the cards.

"So how do you play?"

"We're not sure yet."

To be continued... maybe...

A/N: The result of me on a sugar high looking at my old stories. I just LOOOOOVE these characters. They're so fun.