Okay, ya'll talked me into writing a sequel. Unfortunately, I can't think of enough stories for all the guys to tell. I'll give you people the prologue to the next one now in exchange for some story ideas. Think of it as a teaser to sequel. I can't guarantee that I'm going to use your idea, but I'll try. Email me at jennybeth@cox.net or just put them in your reviews for this story. I don't know when I'll finish it, but as soon as I do, I'll post it up under it's own title.

Thanks for everyone whose read and reviewed!! Luv ya guys!! Hope you like this little teaser.

Prologue: Not again...

From deep inside her hiding place, the fearsome monster smiled at her unsuspecting prey. Her head filled with hundreds of ways to torture them before going in for the kill, but she decided to take the easiest and most straightforward one. With her decision made, the troublesome creature bounded out and attacked.

The poor man never saw it coming and he was down before he could make a sound. The others turned to see their fallen companion tackled to the ground by a pink-haired toddler. The little girl wasted no time in proclaiming her victory.

"I got you, Uncle Andrew! I got you!" Small Lady shouted, raising her arms in triumph. Andrew just groaned as his friends laughed at him. Darien rescued his friend from the cheering toddler by picking her up and placing her back into her messy bed.

The guys had been trying for the past hour to get the small princess to go to bed, but she continued to refuse to settle down. Greg had suggested everything from warm milk (which Reeny claimed she hated) to singing lullabies (Reeny covered her ears and cried until the guys stopped). They had exhausted every possibility and were very close to bringing in the big guns: the Scouts. Yes, even the unthinkable thought of begging the girls for help crossed their minds, but they had dismissed that idea almost as fast as Chad suggested it. If the Senshi had to rescue their lovers from Small Lady, the men would never hear the end of it.

Reeny decided that her uncles were ready to bend to her demands so she, in her most innocent voice, issued her requests.

"Daddy, do you really want to know what I want?" The men froze and turned all their attention to the little girl. "I want each of you to tell me a bedtime story, just like Mommy and my aunts did. But, they also have to be different than theirs; hearing the same story twice is just boring. Anyway, if you promise me to tell me, I'll go to bed right away."

The guys didn't know how to reply to the small girl's demand. They looked at each other and got into a semi-huddle. After a few moments of debate, they parted and faced the princess. Greg moved forward, hand outstretched,

"Okay, Small Lady, we agree to your demands." He shook her small hand and she giggled in delight. Reeny immediately plowed beneath the covers of her bed and snuggled in, waiting for the first story. The men looked at each other again and slumped in defeat. Darien was the first to voice their main concern.

"So, who goes first?"

"Why don't we go in the same order as the girls. I mean, we'll go in the same order as our wives, if that makes any sense," stated Greg. They nodded in agreement then looked at Reeny with questioning eyes.

"Auntie Venus went first," the small girl said, looking at her Uncle Andrew. The blond man moaned; he had no idea what to tell. After looking around the room for an escape and finding none, Andrew sat down next to Small Lady and sighed. He suddenly got a wonderful idea for a story and started with the customary,

"Once upon a time…"