Lil' Note: If you're wondering why the Author's Notes are like dialogue, it's because more than one person is working on it. Also, we specialize in NOT writing stories romance oriented or OC driven. So if you want to read an Action/Adventure/Horror/Suspense FanFic, you've come to the right place.

Razor: Hey, we're back!

Ninja: This Fanfiction is mainly written by Razor since she's the only one who watches Randy Cunningham hardcore-ly.

Nami: Hey, I watched a bit of it too, but I'm not really a hardcore fan like Razor is.

Syn: Also, I'm a new member to the writing committee so yea, if you haven't seen me, that's perfectly fine since this is the first FanFic I'm featured in.

Razor: Yea :D So anyways, about this FanFic. You know something that annoys me more than anything else. 9th Grade Ninja Fanfics. You want to know why? Almost ALL the stories I read about are ALWAYS introducing ANOTHER person, usually a GIRL, who has ANOTHER NINJA SUIT in which Randy FALLS IN LOVE with.

Nuse: Yea, Razor rants about it all the time when she just tries to find a good story to read. I know a lot of people want to be in the 9th Grade Ninja Universe, but isn't it too much that 90% of the FanFics here is about Romance.

Syn: Particularly OCxRandy stuff. There's FanFics of that all over the place. It's ridiculous.

Razor: In no way I'm saying OC's are bad. I make OC's all the time, especially on deviantArt, but I hate it when you ship your OC with the Main Characters. I hate MarySues.

Ninja: SO READ THIS - This FanFic is strictly written as close as possible to the original TV Show. There will be limited Out of Character (OOC) moments and ONLY villain original characters (OC). There will be minor romance with only HEADCANNON shippings, like TheresaxRandy or FluteGirlxBucky.

Nami: So please, enjoy this FanFic!

Razor: I do not own 9th Grade Ninja!

Chapter 1 - Field Trip!

"This is so bruce!" Randy said, throwing his head back comfortably into his plane seat. Then he added quietly, "I finally get a break from being the Ninja." He closed his eyes. "Can't remember the last time I had a break."

"You said it, Cunningham." answered his plump friend, Howard. "Can't believe you're leaving the Sorcerer unattended though, Isn't that book of yours supposed to ruin your cheese or something?" He squinted at Randy, glancing under his seat where the Nomicon was stashed in a bag under Randy's seat.

"I know, that's what I first thought, but for some reason, Nomicon was okay with me leaving Norseville for a while." shrugged Randy. "Also, if no one's around at school, there'll be no one to stank."

"You know, I've always liked that book." grinned Howard, ripping over a large bag of chips.

Randy and Howard continued to chatter away on the plane. The two were on a field trip to Mexico to learn about Aztec and Mayan culture under the science teacher, Ms. Driscoll and her "husband", as well as few other chaperones, including McFist and Viceroy. Almost the whole school went and there were at least four separate planes to fit all the passengers. For some reason, McFist was generous enough to pay for the ridiculous fees, but that didn't really worry Randy one bit. As long as McFist and Viceroy was here, he didn't have to worry about rampaging robots or creatures back home.

"What do you think Mexico is like?" asked Howard, looking out of his window seat, trying to spot it.

"Not really sure." answered Randy, feverishly scratching his chin, before playing with his personal entertainment system for his seat. "I didn't really pay attention in Geography class."

"What language do they speak there again?"

"You idiots, don't you ever pay attention at anything at all?" A voice called out from in front of them. A female head popped up in front of him with dark blue hair. She had a smug look on her face. "They speak Spanish, not like you can anyway."

"Yea, but we're not the ones using hypnotism Spanish recordings to get high grades." answered Randy rather curtly.

"You guys, be nice to each other." A purple haired girl popped her head on the other chair. She had purple hair, just like Randy, but with highlights. She had a cheerful smile imprinted on her face. "We're supposed to be relaxing remember?"

"But she started It." muttered Howard, shoving a handful of chips into his mouth, crunching loudly.

"Theresa, you better stop Debby from insulting us otherwise we'd be arguing the whole trip." Randy said with a mild chuckle. He smiled brightly at her.

She smiled and gritted her teeth, Randy could have sworn it was pink, and then reached out one hand to Debby to pull her to sit down. Noticing that Howard was happily watching a show on his personal entertainment system while munching on a large bag of chips, Randy shut off his entertainment device to go take a nap. He had taken down a robot that morning and was feeling rather exhausted. Maybe a light snooze was in for a change.

Randy was rudely awakened when the plane touched the ground. He lurched forward and started coughing. Meanwhile next to him, Howard was excitedly looking out the window in awe.

"That was a good nap." yawned Randy, stretching his hands towards the ceiling of the plane. As he said these words, the plane began to slow down. He turned to Howard. "Watcha see out there?"

"That's a big airport." muttered Howard. "Bigger than the one we have in Norrisville."

The purple haired boy craned his neck to see around his friend to look out the window. He was right. Randy had never seen such a large airport before, not that he went out of the country a lot anyway. He went to Japan once as a vacation trip with his mother, but that was it. Randy's feet itched to hop off the plane and his curiosity urged him to explore every inch of the area.

Suddenly a loud voice appeared over the loudspeaker, so that it echoed through the aisles.

"Por favor, permanezcan sentados hasta que el avión ha llegado a una parada completa, recuerde llevar su equipaje y le damos las gracias por volar con Aeroméxico." The voice said and Randy understood none of it. Then the voice repeated in an English voice, "Please remain seated until the plane has come into a complete stop. Remember to take your baggage and we thank you for flying AeroMexico."

When the plane stopped and everyone stood up at once, Debby then sent a smug look at Randy before picking up her bags. Meanwhile, Bash was smacking anyone who was in the way of is baggage.

"Out of the way schoobs!" he cried out, smacking down a kid from behind. "My bags are there, and you're blocking the way, so I got to punch you."

Randy looked disapprovingly at Bash and he was tempted to do something, but he felt Howard's hand on his arm.

"You're blocking the way, Cunningham." Howard said, pushing his scrawny tall friend out of the way. "Grab your stupid book and let's get off."

"Yea." Randy answered bluntly, reaching his hand under his seat, grabbing is bag and slinging it across his shoulder.

Standing up, Randy waddled through the crowd to the exit, where he finally got some space to breath. He took a look around. It was certainly a big place and the hot sun pelted down on him, causing Randy to take off his jacket and tie it around his waist. Looking around, he had saw that some of the male students had already taken off their shirts because of the heat and some of the others had taken out umbrellas in hopes of shielding from them from the blazing hot sun.

"Wow, I didn't know Mexico was this hot." mumbled Howard as he came into a step next to him. "I bet you can cook an egg on the sidewalk."

"Let's go try that later." grinned Randy.

He then spotted Theresa and Debby, who were currently shielding themselves with their bags to protect themselves from the sun. Emerging with an idea, Randy untied his jacket, walked over, and threw it on Theresa and Debby's head.

"Be sure to give it back to me later!" Randy called out before dashing back to Howard.

"You know Cunningham, if you're going to hit on some girls-"

"What the juice Howard?" Randy quickly cut in, glaring at his best friend. "I was just doing them a kind gesture."

"Attention everyone!" a voice shouted Randy spotted the Music teacher shouting at the top of her lungs. Her military-like voice was loud enough for even the pilot inside the plane to look at her. "Everyone quickly head inside in a nice and orderly fashion! Get your bags and wait until your Chaperone assigned to your group appears! Understood?!" An answer of murmurs of yes and nodding made the teacher relax.

"Now get going!" screeched the Music teacher, tapping her band stick on the ground.

"There's my baggage!" Howard said excitedly. He pointed a stubby finger at a large suitcase coming out on the conveyor belt. "Whew, I thought it would never come. Come on and help me get it, Cunningham."

"Just as soon as I help Theresa get her luggage." Randy responded as Theresa appeared beside him. "I promised her at Norrisville I would help her."

Before Howard could protest, Randy put his luggage on a trolley, grabbed, Theresa by the hand, and started to run after a large light purple bag going down further in the conveyor belt. Stopping further of it, Randy grabbed the large bag and put it the same trolley his baggage was in.

"Thanks, Randy!" Theresa said, giving him a hug. Then she frowned. "My bag is really heavy; it's amazing that you were able to lift with no problem."

"Uh, Thanks." Randy replied simply. Theresa shot him a thoughtful, prying look.

To tell the truth, the heavy bag as Theresa described it to be wasn't very heavy at all. Randy realized that all the fighting from being the Ninja had made him stronger, regardless if he was wearing the suit or not. He wondered if Theresa could figure out if he was the Ninja from that, but he sighed in relief when Howard appeared before she could question him.

"Come on Cunningham, let's go to the bus." Howard said, chuckling his baggage onto Randy's trolley and pushing him along.

Just then, Randy heard a strange chime. Along with it, came whispers that echoed throughout his mind. The words were nothing Randy knew of and seemed fairly haunted. The tune also seemed kind of lonely, like something a child would sing if it were left behind. It made his hair stand on end.

~ ˙˙˙ɥbnoɥʇ ʎɐʍ ǝɥʇ ʍoɥs ʇqnop ou ןןıʍ ~

~ ןnos poob ɯoɹɟ ǝɟıן ~

~ punoɹb ǝɥʇ uo uʍop ɹo ʎʞs ǝɥʇ uı dn ~

~ punoɟ ʇou ʇsoן ~

~ 'ʇsoן ǝɹɐ punoɟ ǝɥʇ ~

Razor: Sorry, this is a short chapter! This is basically to get the FanFiction running and draw you readers in so you'll read the next chapter :D

Nuse: It's Sunday night where we are writing it so we on a tight schedule.

Nami: Also, this FanFiction will also be available on deviantArt on Razor's profile, where it will usually be UPDATED FIRST before it is updated here.

Syn: Razor's profile is just the same as it is here, KingdomHeartsRazor.

Ninja: Basically, we let her take credit for our contributed effort.

Razor: But like you guys said earlier, I'm the hardcore Ninja Fan. I'm the one who came up with this honking cheese.

Syn: Yea, keep telling yourself that.

Nami: Until next time, readers :D

Nuse: Be sure to R & R, it helps us out a lot!

Ninja: Helps us improve our story and stuff ;)

Razor: See ya |D