Teach Yosuke a lesson.

(Chapter originally by williwall on writing.com)

Chie jumped around the corner. "What the hell are you guys doing?!" she demanded.

Yosuke looked at her nervously. "Er... nothing, really. Hey, we're allowed to compare notes, right?"

Chie glared at him, switching into a fighting stance. "Well, then, it's time for your punishment." She hopped on her feet. She was about to launch into a lightining fast kick to Yosuke's head, when a swish of air between her legs reminded her that her shorts were missing. She squeaked, holding down her skirt.

Yosuke flinched involuntarily. Chie regained her composure and began to throw a punch.

"Chie, what are you doing?" Yukiko called out sweetly behind her.

Chie whirled to see Yukiko and Yu. "Ah! Ahahaha! We were just practicing sparring for the next tournament." She blushed, looking at Yu. "Ah, w-what are you doing here, Yu?"

Yukiko sighed. "What did we talk about earlier?"

Yosuke seized the moment. "Punishment!" he exclaimed, flipping up her skirt.

Chie froze. Her skirt flew up, exposing her slender, well toned legs and striped panties. "Ah."

Yosuke paused. "W-where are your shorts?" he asked.

"Whoa!"

Chie yanked down her skirt, her face turning beet red. What should she do?