A Chaotix Karaoke Night

Prologue

Sitting at his desk late at night on a Friday, Vector was going through his mail while listening to a energetic disco song. Tapping his foot to the beat, he sang under breadth as he tossed envelopes behind him to Espio, who was actually doing all the paper work, "...Tick down to midnight, tonight's gonna be bright..." while Charmy was sitting down on the floor, playing a beat 'em up game on his portable. 

The past week had been quite difficult for their agency- they were currently tracking down a rogue Metal Sonic clone who had stolen one of the Chaos Emeralds. Unfortunately, he didn't make himself easy to track, and was more than familiar with their abilities. While Charmy had been thinking of asking Team Sonic for help, both Vector and Espio thought they could handle this on their own. However, as far as it seemed, they could not.

As Espio put a letter supposedly from a Solarian Prince (Vector had fallen for that scheme twice in a row now), he said, "So, are you ready for tomorrow evening?" 

Vector, took a moment to realize what he meant. Immediately, he shot up, accidentally toppling his desk over as he swung around, knocking his chair into the wall. "OH YEAH! IT'S GOING TO BE KARAOKE NIGHT!" he shouts, loud enough to be heard from across the street. Charmy, flying up in alarm, gets distracted for a moment  as the level's boss charges up an attack and gets a nasty hit in. Charmy panics as he tries to get back into the game, but ends up losing anyway. "Oooh nooo!" he cries out.

Espio takes a moment to rub his temples before saying,  "Yes, we will indeed be going out to do some Karaoke tomorrow." He turns to Charmy, who is currently glaring at Vector. "It's just a video game; you can always try again." Charmy pouts, but doesn't say anything as he flies away to his room.

Vector crosses his arms. "Well, that was diplomatic of you," he says, looking down at his partner. "Like, technically, you aren't wrong, but you can't just tell someone that after they've just lost! It's just rude!" 

Espio looks to the side, not meeting the crocodile's gaze. "It isn't as if I'm the one who made him lose," Espio said. "So I'm not the one taking responsibility for this." He then turns invisible, vanishing from sight. 

"Oh- well I guess I will, you good for nothing ninja! It isn't as if I can just vanish away!" Vector shouts at the now vacant spot the chameleon was standing. Growling, he leaves the room and heads out the backdoor into the junkyard to do some exercises.

Espio, clinging to the ceilings, drops down after Vector leaves and grabs a pen and paper. Taking a moment to think, he then starts writing. After about a good five minutes, he can't help but smile as he heads out. This karaoke night will be something altogether different.