CHAPTER 2- Yay! I'm excited about reviews! You all rock!
Living Encyclopedia: I love you! You review like every single one of my stories! And no, she didn't figure it out…hem. Yet.
Rachealninja10: She would have figured it out eventually. And plus, he's McFist. He isn't the brightest bulb.
Guest: Thank you so much! And yes! I have accomplished my "make the world love Phineas and Ferb" goal! Partially….
Az The Dragon: Yeah, I was getting kind of sick of that myself. That's why I wrote it. And remember, if Heidi does reveal what McFist really does…well, he knows where she lives, doesn't he?
I don't own Randy Cunningham. Darn it. But I will make everyone end up loving it!
Heidi was already heading for the door. "Thanks Mom! And I'm going over to the Cunningham's."
GENERAL POV
Heidi trudged slowly up the Cunningham's front steps, the fire out of her step as she knocked on the door and glanced back at her bike, lying in the grass.
Susan opened it a moment later and sighed. "Oh, Heidi. I'm sorry dear, we were hoping that-"
Heidi held up a hand. "That I'd be Howard. Yeah, I know. I wish I was too, Mrs. Cunningham. Is Randy here?"
Susan smiled thinly. "He's out on the back porch. He's pretty upset about all this. I think he feels responsible. Go on out, honey."
Heidi did just that, stepping onto the back porch to find Randy glaring angrily at his shoes, his fists angrily clenching and unclenching. Heidi coughed softly and Randy whirled around, drop kicking the girl before realizing who it was.
"Heidi!" he yelped, quickly helping her up. "I'm so sorry!"
Note to self: don't startle Randy Cunningham.
"Yeesh, Randy, a little warning next time," Heidi muttered, rubbing her head.
"I am so sorry!" Randy cried again. He paused, blinked, and smiled slightly. "You just called me Randy."
Heidi waved a hand. "Yeah, yeah."
Heidi sank onto the porch swing, dropping her back pack onto the seat next to her. She sighed and looked away, and the slight rocking of the swing alerted her to the fact that Randy had sat down next to her.
"Heidi? You ok?"
Heidi gave a small smile. "Me? No. My brother's missing. But what about you? Your mom said you blame yourself. What's that all about?"
Randy scowled and clenched his hands again. "I basically forced Howard to go home. If I hadn't…he might not have gone missing. Who knows where he is!"
Heidi winced. It was now or never. "Randy I…I know where Howard is."
Randy's head whipped around so quickly that Heidi was afraid he'd sprained something. His purple hair swung into his eyes before he brushed it away. Said eyes glinted wickedly. "What?"
Heidi winced and glanced away, sliding her hand into her back pack as Randy ranted. "Heidi, you know where he is? Why didn't you tell your mom, or the police?"
"Because I can't!" Heidi groaned desperately.
Randy frowned and his eyes softened. "What do you mean?"
Heidi handed him the note quietly and looked down at her hands, watching him out of the corner of her eye.
Randy studied the ransom note slowly, his eyes hardening, his fingers turning white as they clenched the paper tightly. As soon as he finished the note, he growled and crumpled the note into a tight ball, chucking it to the porch and standing up, his fists clenching and un-clenching.
"You see my problem?" Heidi whispered.
Randy gulped slowly, his eyes looking more sad than angry as he paced in front of the railing. He seemed to be at war with himself about something. "Yeah. Yeah, I do. You need the ninja."
Heidi threw her hands in the air and joined Randy at the porch railing. "That's just it! I don't know the ninja, but I do know that he won't turn himself in for my brother."
Randy snorted harshly after a few minutes of silence. "Yeah he will."
Heidi groaned and buried her head in her hands, resting her elbows lightly on the railing. "How do you know?"
A moment later, she heard Randy mutter something to himself; he audibly gulped, and then a blinding red light filled the porch.
Heidi yelped and covered her eyes rapidly.
"Heidi, I swear I will," Randy said softly, his gentle hand resting on her shoulder.
Heidi looked up and fell back, her heart stopping. "No. No, no, no, no. This is…this is not happening," she whispered.
Randy- no, the NINJA, - looked at her guiltily. "Heidi," he said softly, reaching a gentle hand out, his ninja suit enveloped fingers clasping anxiously in the air.
Heidi could only stare. Good God, how had she not noticed? The build, the voice, his mannerism….yet she had never figured out the Randy was the ninja.
"You're…you're the ninja," she whispered unnecessarily.
Randy looked away. "Yeah," he said. "And I told you, the ninja will turn himself in for Howard."
Heidi groaned and sank to the floor, clutching the sides of her head with her hands. "Don't you get it Randy? I can't turn you in either!"
Randy blinked, obviously bewildered. "You can't….huh?"
Heidi looked up with tears as Randy removed the mask and returned to his normal self, making the fact that he was the ninja a reality. He sat down next to her warily. "Why not?" he asked softly.
Heidi sighed. "You're not my brother, but you might as well be Howards. You know he would never let you go through with it."
Randy gave a small, nervous chuckle. "Aw, come on Heidi. I'm the ninja. I can get out of there."
Heidi gulped, tears rolling down her cheeks. God, she had never expected this to be so hard. "You don't know that, Randy," she whispered.
Randy winced and looked away, his hair brushing into his eyes as the wind blew. Heidi gulped and glanced away.
She'd never admit it, to anyone; not to her friends, her mom, or even her diary. But she'd always had a small crush on Randy. She'd known him for so long; how could she not? The whole thing about her forgetting his name was just to make him think she didn't care.
But now…Heidi glanced back over at him just as the sun caught the boy's features.
She swallowed. Howard never forgiving her wasn't the only reason she couldn't let Randy turn himself in to McFist.
Howard scowled and looked up, ignoring the throbbing in his now black eye. "I don't care what the juice you want, McFist!" he yelled. "I'm not giving it to you!"
McFist growled and slammed his hand against the controls. "Viceroy, why does he know it's me?"
Viceroy looked up with a roll of his eyes. "Well, sir, you weren't very discreet when you kidnapped him. After all, you did put him in a bag marked McFist, and stuck him in a McFist limo, and then took him to McFist industries."
Hannibal frowned and punched a button, causing Howard to feel like his arms were being ripped from his sockets. The boy's yells filled the room and Viceroy winced a little. "Hannibal, don't you think you should cool it, so he can calm down and think it over?"
McFist glared at the man, and Viceroy sighed. "Just a thought," he mumbled.
Viceroy glanced away, his eyes drifting to the floor. As much as he wanted to find out who the ninja was, Viceroy didn't enjoy torturing people, especially children. He was barely putting up with this.
"I'll ask you one more time," McFist growled into the microphone that was connected with the speaker system in the torture room, "who is the ninja?"
Howard looked up with his swollen eye and his good eye, murder practically in them. He basically spit at the two men.
"Get this in your honking big skull, McFist," he snarled. "You can torture me all you freaking want. I will never tell you who the ninja is."
With that, he stuck his tongue out and turned his face away from the video monitor.
McFist's face turned bright red and Viceroy jumped up quickly. "Come, Hannibal, let's let him think it over," he said firmly.
This time, McFist agreed and Viceroy quickly shut him out of the room. The man leaned against the door and sighed before darting over to the microphone.
"Howard?" he said softly.
Howard looked up with a glare, and Viceroy could see tears in the boy's eyes. Viceroy gulped. "Howard, listen to me. I don't want you to get hurt. You should really tell us."
Howard scowled. "What, so the ninja can get hurt? No honking way. And if you don't want me to get hurt, why the juice are you letting me? That's totally wonk, Viceroy."
Viceroy stepped back, stunned. It was easy to determine how Howard had learned about McFist; but how Viceroy? The man was very rarely spoken of by anyone.
That could only mean one thing, Viceroy realized.
"You…you do know who the ninja is, don't you?"
Howard froze. "So what if I did? I still wouldn't tell you."
Viceroy sighed wearily. "I'm sorry, kid," he whispered before shutting off the mic and leaving the room.
Howard slumped heavily in his chains, staring around the room through his one good eye.
He was chained by his arms and legs to a wall, and in the room were several robots that had yet to be used on him. Howard knew it wouldn't be long until McFist resorted to those means of torture, however.
He frowned and clenched his fists. And of course, he was still sick. So McFist would be able to use that to his advantage.
Howard shivered and looked down, a tear dripping down his nose. He had to hope that Randy would not think that McFist would have taken him. He planned on protecting the Ninja of Norrisville if it killed him.
Howard had a terrible feeling that it might.
I am dark. Well, not really. But sort of. McFist got dark….because he's EVIL. Viceroy…well, you all know that I think Viceroy rocks.
And yes, Randy revealed himself that quickly. I feel like if he needed to, he would trust Heidi. And plus, I made it better. *smirk* I don't think I'll have them get together or anything, but I'll definitely put little moments in there.
Oh come on! Heidi and Randy would be cute together! (Or Randy with Theresa, or Debby, but neither appears in here.) Haha. If it's Randy and Heidi, it would be…..Handy? Reidi? Lol, if you use the Ran and the -di, it's still Randi! I love mixing names up!
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