A/N: Alright, so I understand I'm working on a lot of stories lately, but I like writing them. Unfortunately, I didn't write all of this one. This is adopted from ItTicklesLikeCrazy who is one of my FAVORITE authors, and these first few chapters are hers. I'm going to post a new chapter every Friday, not counting today, and while each Friday I post her chapters as updates for this, I'm going to type an update on my own for when I'm done posting these.

I don't own this chapter nor Danny Phantom and Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja, I only adopted the story and chapter, both originally belong to ItTicklesLikeCrazy. Other than that we both don't own Danny Phantom nor Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja.

Enjoy!

Randy's POV

I walked to the cafeteria before Howard, ready to get a full serving of something this time. I lined up with the rest of the kids, waited my turn patiently, and finally got my serving of…well, whatever it was. I brought it back to the table and was about ready to tuck in, when the roof was torn off by a giant robot shaped like a…I'm not sure actually, what it was shaped like.

"Go ninja out," Howard said, waving a hand. "You can repay me by letting me eat your meatloaf."

"This is meatloaf?" I wondered, but ran before he could answer, grabbing my backpack. I pulled the ninja mask out once I was out of the cafe and felt the familiar pieces of fabric wrap around me to form the suit.

I shot down a smoke bomb and somehow landed on one of the cafeteria tables. I stared up at the huge robot mantis. Hadn't I already beat one of these?

"Okay people, just remain calm and get out of the ninja's way. Let's assemble outside the school in the front so we can make an important announcement once the ninja beats this thing," Principal Slivovitz said.

I pulled out my ninja sword, leapt upward onto one of its arms, and screamed, "Ninja sword attack!" I cut of the arm I was standing on and two others, before grabbing one of the other arms with a "Ninja scarf grab!" I swung myself up and chopped its head of with ease. It fell to the ground and I "Smoke bomb!"-ed the heck out of there.

About five seconds later, I was standing next to Howard outside. Sometimes I wondered how the smoke bombs worked, but it was better not to question it. The Nomicon would tell me anything I needed to know, and otherwise, I wouldn't need to worry about it.

"Ehh-em," Principal Slimovitz cleared his throat and spoke into the megaphone, "Now that the ninja has successfully finished taking down that robot and didn't even destroy my car, I have a very important announcement to make. Amity Park, Illinois has had an invasion of termites that don't seem to die, no matter how hard you squish them.

"The American government has decided that until exterminators can successfully deal with the infestation, the Amity Park family members will be staying in the available empty houses in Norrisville, of which there a lot, due to the daily monster attacks. The students will be attending our schools until their town is repaired, and I expect you all to treat them with respect."

"Uhh, Principal Slimovitz, why are they coming here, we have daily monster attacks?" Some random kid asked from the back.

"Good question, the government thinks that the Amity Park folk will be most comfortable here, since there town is even more frequently attacked by supernatural things than ours. It's also home to Danny Phantom, ghost-fighting superhero of Amity Park. He's as or more talented than the Ninja!" Slimovitz sounded like a crazy fan girl.

Then, a green and white RV with the word FENTON emblazoned on the size of it roared up and drove right into Slimovitz's car. "Really?" he murmured and went to go check out the damages.

A man with black helmet hair leaned out the window, "Somebody should really watch where he parks his car," he exclaimed. Then he leapt out of the RV and I saw he was wearing a bright orange jumpsuit, the color just barely didn't hurt your eyes.

A woman in a blue, formfitting jumpsuit got out of the other side and smiled at us. The side door behind the passenger seat opened and four kids tumbled out. A girl who was wearing all black, a boy with at least eight pieces of technology in his hands, a girl with ginger hair and a blue headband, and a boy who looked absolutely average.

They all got up and the boy whose hands were full of techno-stuff shoved it all in his pack and looked all of us up and down. He immediately pointed Bash out to the Goth and the other boy, then pointed to a blonde kid several people away from there group.

The ginger girl wasn't paying any attention to them and I was guessing that she was somebody's older sister. I looked away from that boring little group and watched the blonde boy who had a football player build and another Asian with the same build talking to two gorgeous girls who I could only guess were cheerleaders.

Another girl who had Indian-colored skin and turquoise eyes was fingering her backpack protectively. She was looking over everyone in the area as if anybody could be a threat. They might be, 'cause of stanking, but she didn't know that. Maybe she was just naturally cautious.

Now some of the parents were driving away, including the jumpsuit-clad ones, who shouted through a microphone, "HAVE A GREAT DAY AT SCHOOL, SWEETIE!" The ordinary looking kid next to the Goth girl slapped his forehead and walked past Howard and me without a second glance. I shrugged at Howard and went back inside for the rest of my lunch.

Unfortunately, It wasn't there, Howard had eaten it, again. I frowned at my empty plate and I heard my stomach complain loudly. I felt a tap on my shoulder, and turned to find the Goth girl from earlier holding out an apple. Techno-boy and the other boy were standing behind her fidgeting.

"Take it, it doesn't look like you got any lunch," she said. She was correct, naturally, but I still looked skeptically at the apple.

"Why did you just have that on you, didn't you already have lunch?" I wondered.

"Yeah," she told me nonchalantly, "but Danny here," she elbowed the normal boy, "never eats because he's too busy, so I always carry around some extra nutrition just in case. I'm Sam by the way, and the Techno-freak is Tucker. You are?"

I took the apple and bit into it. It was crisp and juicy, a very good apple in all. "Randy Cunningham and this is Howard Weinerman." I took another bite of the apple, and another. I finished it quickly and Sam laughed.

"If he eats any faster, he might beat your record, Danny," she teased. The normal guy, Danny, smiled.

An alarm on "Tucker's" electro-thingy rang. "Time for class," he stated.

When school got out I immediately went to my house and collapsed. I don't know what the teachers expected of me. I mean, I wasn't brilliant to begin, and with all the ninja stuff coming up all the time, I didn't even have time to study if I wanted to.

Cool, so I guess its joke time

What can be big or small, bright or dull, ostentatious (show-offy) or boring, and rough or soft?

What ends love?

What can hurt your heart like a blade, sharpen your mind like a sword, or put an end to war?