DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN RANDY CUNNINGHAM: 9TH GRADE NINJA. END OF DISCUSSION

For Ninjavember month I'm a little late. Oh well.

Day 3:

Family

Randy loves his family. No matter how small and dysfunctional it is.

All it took was one wrong word. One wrong word that sent an angry, red-faced Randy Cunningham storming out of the lunch room and not to be seen for the rest of the day.

Debbie raised an eyebrow and looked at the flustered and worried Theresa sitting across from her. Julian was giggling nervously. Howard was groaning. The rest of the table just looked confused. Debbie's eyes wandered over to where Heidi was biting her lip and looked like she wanted to walk over here. She narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

"I'm going after him." Howard finally said as he stood up and started off to find Randy.

Debbie scowled, "What was that about?"

"Sandy gets real defensive when it comes to family." Heidi spoke up from behind them.

"Randy," Theresa said sternly. "His name is Randy."

"That's what I said." Heidi sat down at the table much to the confusion of the other freshmen. Her tablet lay facedown on the table and she pulled off her camera. "Chances are Howard's going to be spending the night with his biffer tonight. Mandy's going to be snappy for days."

"Randy." Debbie corrected a little annoyed.

"Yeah. That's what I said." Heidi waved her hand dismissively. "Anyway I just thought you should know he won't be in the greatest of moods for a little while." With that she got up to leave.

Debbie stopped her, "Woah woah woah. Wait. How do you know all this?"

Heidi looked at her with a 'duh' sort of look. "He's been my little brother's best friend since they were three. We grew up together. We're practically siblings."

Theresa started sputtering "But-but-but….you don't even know his name."

"She's got a point there." Juggo added.

Heidi rolled her eyes. "Of course I know his name. Like I said we are practically siblings. Siblings annoy each other every way they can find. That's just what families do." With that she dodged around Debbie to go back to her own table.

Howard let out a groan as Randy beat him at Grave Punchers again. "New High Score!" flashed on the TV screen. Randy sat next to him, glaring at the controller in his hands.

Howard shook his head as he turned off the game consol. "Have you shloomped into the-"

"-I already tried." Randy said bluntly, still staring at the controller in his hands. "I trained for an hour."

"Oh thaaaaat's what you were doing in the bathroom. I thought you ate the tacos from the cafeteria again." He grinned at his friend.

Nothing. Not even the corners of his mouth twitched upwards. He just continued to glare at the innocent controller.

Howard let out a soft sigh. He reached over and tugged the well-worn controller out of his friend's hands. Randy just clenched his fists and glared at the ground.

"Bash is a shoob. You know that. He can barely speak a full sentence. Don't listen to anything he says." Howard said as he tossed the two controllers over under the TV.

Randy didn't say anything.

Howard got and went down to the kitchen. He rummaged through the cabinets and fridge grabbing snacks and drinks before opening the freezer and grabbing the first bag of frozen vegetables he saw.

Shutting the door with his foot, he headed back upstairs with his bounty.

When he got back to his best bro's room, he found Randy in the same spot as he was when he left. Howard dumped the load between the bean bag chairs and threw the frozen veggies into Randy's lap.

"For your eye. Not even sure how you managed to beat me with your eye like that." Howard knew how, but he was trying his best to get Randy back to normal.

Randy stiffly moved the bag over his black eye.

"I bet the other guy is worse. Please tell me he'll have a bruise for a while."

Randy was silent for a full minute before…. "He'll be walking funny for the rest of the day."

Howard let out a laugh, "Really Cunningham? That's priceless!"

There it was. Randy's frown was a little less….well, frowny.

"And now you have that present." Howard said gesturing to his friends injury. "You can always tell the girls you got into this big fight trying to-I don't know, save a kitten from a tree."

Randy looking at his friend, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "A kitten?"

Howard nodded, "Yeah. And this….gang of cowboy aliens tried to stop you. So you bravely fought back, earning that shiner."

Randy started laughing. "Cowboy aliens?"

Howard was laughing with him, "Yeah! With lasers and-and pigs of steel. They were trying to put all the kittens into trees."

Randy shook his head, smiling at his friend's ridiculous story. "Sure. That's the story I'll go with." Randy took the cold bag off his face and grinned gratefully at Howard. "Thanks Howard."

Howard punched his shoulder playfully, "Hey, what is family for?"