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A Memory

As Niall and the Baboon Ninja passed through his subconscious, they came to a memory. Which memory? Niall at the basketball game where Randy and Howard had dressed up in speedos while wearing paint! Even if they weren't his friends, Niall wouldn't have laughed at them. It is not like he had gotten over his problem talking to people yet.

"Some friends they are!" commented the Baboon Ninja.

"They're the best friends anyone in my predicament could have ever asked for!" Niall yelled. There was times when they had been jerks, Howard more so Randy but when push came to shove they had always been there for Niall. Even in elementary school, when Robert had been bullying him they had come to his aid… So had others.

"If they're so great then where were they when Ken was prepared to throw you to killer chimpanzees?" That question broke Niall. Where had they been? Howard hadn't been there but at least Randy should have! The only people there had been Heidi, Theresa and eventually the Ninja and Ken. "You have no friends, Niall Slave Warburton!"

"D-D-D-Don't call me that!"

"Would you prefer something else? Would you prefer I call you Niall Serf Warburton? How about Niall Vassal Warburton? Maybe Niall Bondsman Warburton?" Now the Baboon Ninja was just mocking Niall! "You have no friends! Randy and Howard didn't come to your aid! Theresa doesn't like you she was never even interested in you! It is Randy she is interested in! It's Randy she likes! It's Randy! Randy! Randy! RANDY!" It seemed that the Baboon Ninja had switched from mocking Niall to completely trying to break him. "Why would Theresa ever have an interest in you? You are short, thinner than a person dying of starvation, you never talk to her, you're just a prop, something for her to talk too when she needs to give a soliloquy in the play that is life!" The Baboon Ninja was now just getting cruel. "That's all you are for anyone! A punching bag for your brother, a whipping post for your mother, nothing for your father! Nobody treats you like a person!" What was worse than cruel? "You are worthless!"

"Oh yeah? Well, maybe you're just a blob of mustard I had with my toast on breakfast this morning! A bit of undigested beef!"

"Very nice, Charles John Huffman Dickens." The Baboon Ninja was hardly anything like the Ninja Niall knew. Just because someone was a Ninja meant they were a hero. Niall had learned that the hard way.