Charge walks out onto stage in front of cheering crowd dressed in spick and span black suit:

Charge: Welcome to Chapter 3 of Eleven Kids, One Cat!

HAPPY FACE!!!!!

I'm trying to keep up with demand, and my homework load is light, but sadly, MY INTERNET IS DOWN!!!!!!!!!

Audiance: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Charge: It should be up within a few days, but this may take a while to reach you, my readers. Thank you to all who reviewed! You make this so much easier with your advice. Again, this is not my best work, so please be patient. I swear unto God our savior I will improve the quality soon. (Yes I am religious. I go to church every day.)

Friend Adam the wolf comes on: Wazzup?

Charge: *jumps in surprise and hits ceiling* Ow…Hey, what are you doing in the story? I haven't even introduced to the plot yet!

Adam: Whoops! *exits stage left *

Charge: Oookay O.o. A little weird. Anyways, on to the next chapter!

Disclaimer: Do not own Sonic the Hedgehog, the StarVix Baby Universe, or Coca-Cola©.

Another peaceful Saturday was born on the planet Mobius. Everything with a shred of sense was taking the day off and sleeping in. Everything, of course, except a certain electric green feline.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BE…SMASH!!!!!!!!

Those were the sounds that resounded through Charge's head as he groggily checked the time. Only then did he realize that his alarm clock was lying on the floor, smoking from an "accidental" Electro-Blast. He checked his watch, which read 6:46 a.m. He slowly untangled himself from his bed sheets and stumbled down into the kitchen.

Last night seemed to go on forever. After he had finished relaying his adventures to Blaze and Silver, he had seen them off to their respective rooms. Baby Shadow had chosen that moment to have a nightmare. Before he reassured the ebony hedgehog and sent him to bed, Charge had been forced to disprove the existence of the Bogeyman, make warm milk and honey and to help Shadow find his teddy bear, which he duly noted it's importance to help blackmail Shadow into future schemes. When he had finally gone to bed it had been around 12:30 p.m.

In other words, he had only gotten around 6 ½ hours of sleep last night.

He groaned and started preparing breakfast for the thirteen hungry Mobians who would be waking up soon. Using cooking skills acquired through time and many an accident; he prepared blueberry pancakes, bacon and eggs for fourteen.

The first to wake up was Jet. The young hawk stumbled in and noted that breakfast was almost ready. Seeing a chance to cause havoc, he scrambled back to the room he was sharing with Sonic, Knuckles and Shadow. Scrambling up on the blue blur's bed, he then proceeded to stick his beak close to Sonic's ear before shouting as loud as he could:

"BREAKFAST IS READY!!!!!!"

What happened next could only be described as lunacy. Knuckles (who had refused to let go of the cantaloupe, had kept it with him the whole night), and Shadow (still holding his teddy bear!) both started upright. Sonic, however, was so surprised that he became airborne for a few seconds. When he landed, he glared at Jet with a look that instantly erased all cuteness form his face.

Jet, however, was too busy choking with laughter. Once he had gotten his breath back, he glanced back at Sonic and smirked:

"I didn't know hwedgewogs couwd fwy!" he sneered, turning his back on his victim.

This was not a very good idea, because he didn't see the glint in the hedgehog's eye.

Sonic flew out of bed and tackled the hawk to the ground. He then landed a few blows before Jet fought back. The two rolled over the floor; landing blows and kicks, while Shadow and Knuckles watched with wide eyes. Finally, during a lull in the battle, Knuckles turned to Shadow.

"A dowar thwat Sonic wins." he said, a serious look in his eyes.

Shadow returned the look, before smirking and replying confidently "Fwaker ain't got nwotin on Jet."

The bet settled, the two settled back to realize that all of the toddlers were now watching the fight. A semi-circle had been formed unanimously, and everyone was cheering on one or the other combatants. Amy was cheering the loudest for Sonic, Wave was cheering for Jet, and so forth.

Charge had heard the commotion, and after assuring himself that everything was ready for eleven toddlers, went to check on it. When he saw the hedgehog and hawk fighting, he immediately grabbed a shoulder and pulled them away from each other. Behind him he heard the collective 'AWWWW!' as the morning entertainment was broken up. Shadow and Knuckles were arguing who won the bet, since they didn't count on it being interrupted. But for now, Charge was focused on the two troublemakers.

"Okay, what was that all about?" he asked the two combatants, noting that they were both giving each other death glares.

Jet shrugged "I woke hwim upsie. I'd dat swo bad?"

Sonic threw him another death glare "You shwouted in mwy ewar! Thwen he mwade fwun o'd me."

He then attempted to escape from Charge.

Charge sighed "Well, you two better start behaving, or no one is going to the carnival today."

Uh-oh he thought, just realizing how that might not actually help the situation.

All the kids perked up "Weew gwoing to da cwanavil?" an excited Tails asked.

"Only if everybody behaves." Charge said firmly "And that includes these two!" he added, throwing both a super-deluxe death glare.

Sonic and Jet noticeably withered.

"Anyways, breakfast is ready." Charge said, releasing the two combatants. When he turned, the group was gone (along with the cantaloupe). He sighed and returned to the kitchen to see the kids all sitting at the table, looking expectantly. He was preparing to dish them out when Blaze and Silver walked in.

"Morning." he mumbled, nodding to each in turn.

After breakfast was over, he got everybody together. He counted eleven kids, one immature-acting adult (Silver), one mature adult and himself.

With that, they set off.

Charge: Sheesh! It is not easy to write like a toddler. One of the reasons I hold so much respect for Star. See you next time!