AAAAAAHHHHHHHH I WROTE A RANDY CUNNINGHAM FIC! I promised myself I wouldn't, but I just couldn't resist the idea I just came up with, it's one on the morning and I am in a writers mood.

Alright, so pretty much randy learns some cool stuff about his dad, and want so find out more, and his mom and anfee were friends and she's having a high school reunion party, and stuff happens. Not quite sure what stuff, suggestions would be greatly appreciated

Coolio, my brucest ran fans. Lets start this party.
Ps. I don't own anything.

Randy and Howard walked to school as they did everyday. Randy didn't pay much attention as Howard told him a particularly gross story.
"So, moral of the story, never stick an entire turkey in a wood chipper at your family's reunion." he laughed "Ha, morals."
"Yeah, Howard, that's great and all, but, I'll say again, I have a huge problem on my hands!"
"Oh, calm down Cunningham. So what if your moms inviting all her high school buddies over for a reunion party? They'll be there for a few hours, get drunk and then go home."
"But what if something happens, what if I drop the mask, or leave the Nomicon laying around?" he grabbed his head in panic "I cant believe my folks are inviting Mac Anfee and Mcfist into our house! this is a disaster!"
"Cunningham! What are you worrying about? It's not like you'd let them in your room or anything. It'll be fine, you'll see. You'll have smooth sailing."

Randy, during the surprisingly uneventful school day, had time to think of a way to completely avoid his two arch enemies in his own house.
'I could just leave.' he though in Spanish class. His tensed up body relaxed with the thought "Yeah, I can just leave and take everything with me." he leans back and puts his arms behind his head "Howard was right, this'll be smooth sailing. I'll just head over to his house."

After class- "What do you mean I cant come over to your house during the party!?" yelled Randy to Howard at his locker. "Sorry, Cunningham, my dad's bringing me to your party while Heidi's at a friends house."
"Who brings a kid to a high school reunion party!?"
"Well, ever since that whole grave puncher incident, I'm not really allowed to stay home with you, or myself, so this is sort of a forced thing. But don't worry, we'll lock ourselves in your room, play grave puncher and the party will fly by."
Randy sighed, still worried.

After school Randy helped his mom put out food and tables in their back yard, and snacks on pretty much every table they could find. Randy placed the last bowl on the kitchen table.
"Alright, we're done and that's cool, I'll be in my room." he tried to rush off, but his mother grabbed him "Not so fast." she said, Randy sighed in frustration. "What is it now?"
"Whoa, what's with the attitude? I just need you to get the alcohol from the basement."
"We keep alcohol in the basement? I feel like that's totally unsafe." his mother just shrugged. "What's the problem?"
"Nothing, I just, I don't know! Nothing." his mother rolled her eyes, knowing it wasn't nothing, but didn't push. Randy rubbed the back of his neck.
"I just don't like all your high school friends. They're sort of…" he had to think of the right word "Obnoxious."
His mother shrugged "Yeah, they can be. But you wont have to deal with them tonight, because you will be locked in your room with Howard…as soon as you get those drinks."
Randy rolled his eyes, then headed to the basement. He looked on the dusty shelves for the most likely ancient alcoholic beverages. While rummaging through the crowded shelves his elbow hit a box and knocked it to the ground. The contents spilled to the ground. He sighed in frustration as he leaned down to pick up the antiquated objects that had spilled on the floor. He lifted an eye brow while investigating the spilled contents. They were old photographs and yearbooks. High school year books from when his mother was in high school. Old photos of her, Anfee and Mcfist standing together. There was a multitude of blurred photos of the Ninja and stank'd students.
"I was wondering what was taking you so long." his mothers voice rang from behind him. He shot up in surprise and his head on the shelf.
"Sorry." his mom apologized, leaning down to help him pick up the mementos.
"These were my old friends, some of the one's you'll be seeing here tonight."
"Yeah, I sort of guessed that." she held up one of the photos.
"This was prom night…hey, Randy, can you keep a secret?"
"Really mom?"
She laughed lightly "Sorry, but I know who the ninja of '85 was…see this guy." she pointed to anfee "He was the ninja. Hannibal didn't know that at the time." her smile disappeared.
"Well, he was the ninja. After junior prom, though, he…wasn't. I don't know what happened." her smile re appeared. "But, if it weren't for the second ninja I would have never met your father."
"You met dad through the ninja! Oh that is so bruce! I gotta hear this."
"Well, it was towards the end of the school year and some monster attacked, as usual. Next thing I know I'm right on the way, then I'm not. I was dragged on top of the building by the ninja." she stared dreamily into space. "I was so great full, I pulled down that part of the mask and gave your father a kiss.
Randy gagged at the kiss, but didn't mind the rest of it. His eyes widened "No way!" he yelled with excitement "Dad was the ninja! I cant believe this, this is way too Bruce!" he punched the air with excitement. Ms. Cunningham smiled at her sons excitement. She grabbed a photo from the pile and held it up in front of his face. It was a clear picture of the ninja standing tall.
"That's him."
"How did you know it was him? You're not supposed to tell any-wa, I mean, I would think that would be a secret…thing."
His mom just smiled "I was the schools reporter, it was my job to know. And I had a huge crush on him so I fallowed him more than any normal person would." they finished picking up the photographs. His mom held up the photo of them all together one more time. She sighed "I wonder what it would be like if we all knew today?" she placed the picture back in the box and hoisted it back on the shelf. She then grabbed the drinks and headed upstairs.
Randy stood there in a moment wondering "If Mcfist knew Anfee was the ninja…would he be coming after me?"

Yes, his father is dead, I don't know how yet, but he's gone, there's gonna be a fight about it, this might spin off into something weird that I didn't plan it to be but that's okay. Hope you liked the first chapter, R and R, por favor. and qucik question, is it Amfee antfee or anfee, I wasnt sure.