Day 6:
The Future
"Memories are the key not to the past, but to the future." - Corrie Ten Boom
Randy stared at the book in his hands. Howard placed a hand on his friend's shoulder.
"You ready bro?" He asked.
Randy shook his head. "No. I'm not. I know it's my duty and all-" he paused as the two of them snickered.
"Heheh. Duty."
The smile melted off his face, "-but I don't want to forget. You do realize that 90% of the super bruce stuff we did had to do with me being the Ninja right?"
Howard nodded his head. "Buuuuut, it was also life threatening and I'll never understand how we managed to keep it a secret from the girls."
Randy snorted. "I'll never understand how we got girlfriends in the first place." He chuckled, "Oh man. The Nomicon was mad at me for a month for that."
Howard smirked, remembering that. "Oh I know. It wouldn't talk to you till you forced it open and explained everything."
They were silent for a moment.
"Do you know how much we'll forget?" Randy asked softly. "It seemed like I couldn't go an hour without having to do some Ninja thing."
"At least you'll forget everything from the Schansty Zone." Howard shrugged.
Randy grimaced. "You know they still haven't changed the ingredients for Taco Tuesday."
Howard nodded. "I think in some way, we'll always have some remembrance of what happened. This stuff has become almost instinctive to us. You can't forget instinct."
Randy nodded, "Yeah. Maybe I'll be able to keep some of the Ninja skills I picked up."
"Listen Cunningham. It's not going to be easy. I want to remember all the stupid stuff we did too. But our time is up and we've got to pass on these dusty old relics to the next Freshman, so they can do stupid stuff and learn from our many, many, many, many, many-"
"I get the idea Howard."
"-many mistakes. Most of which were your fault."
"Half were my fault. The rest were your fault." Randy closed his eyes. "Let's just go before I lose my nerve."
With that he opened the book and they collapsed on the floor in Randy's room.