Hey guys! I'm not sure if I'll write the Secret Trio fanfic or not, and if I do I'm not sure when. It was just to let you know just in case I stopped writing this one as much because I was writing something else.
Anyways, I thought of writing this chapter due to my love for my hoodie. It just reminded me of Randy and his jacket so I thought, "Eh, why not have Randy do this?" so I am now sharing my chapter with Randy and his hoodie doing things that I have done with mine. Love goes deep, it really does...
It was a beautiful Sunday morning, and Howard Weinerman was walking over to the Cunningham residence. Really, it was like one of those days when you look out your window and think to yourself, "If I liked sports I would be outside..." It sounded weird for Howard to be going over to the Cunningham's since they had family guests over, but actually it was Kanade who had invited him. As Howard knocked on the front door, he thought about how oblivious Randy was. Did the purple haired boy not even realize what day tomorrow was?
The door was answered by a smiling Kanade who motioned for Howard to come in. Howard smiled. "Hey there mini-Cunningham" he said, using his nickname for her. Kanade smiled. "Hello Howard" she said. As they walked up the stairs, Kanade and Howard discussed the plans for tomorrow with serious expressions. When they reached the top, Kanade realized something and stopped Howard.
"Er...there's something I forgot to tell you..." she said, a little embarrassed. Howard raised an eyebrow. "What?" Kanade began walking down the hall and then opened the unlocked bathroom door. Howard looked in the room and raised an eyebrow. "Seriously?" he asked.
In the bathroom, Randy was sitting at the bathtub with his pant legs rolled up, and washing something in the tub. Randy looked up at Kanade and Howard standing in the doorway and raised the wet object he was holding.
It was his hoodie, and it was wet with soap suds on it.
"Hey, this is love" he said defensively.
Howard burst out laughing. "What? You hand washing your hoodie in the bathtub?" he asked through laughs. Randy narrowed his eyes and quickly stood up in the bathtub, but slipped on the bottom. "W-woah!" said the freshman, as he fell into the tub. Howard laughed even more, and Kanade rolled her eyes.
"Howard-sama" she said politely. "Oniichan's hoodie is old and has begun to get 'messed up' whenever it is put into the washing machine" she explained to Howard, who was still laughing. Randy got up and began wringing his jacket out. Water poured out of the jacket and into the tub as Randy twisted his hands on the sleeves. Finally when he had gotten as much water as he could out, Randy laid his hoodie out to dry.
He turned to Kanade and Howard who were watching with sad faces. "Why don't you just get a new one?" Kanade asked with a shrug. Randy gasped and grabbed his jacket, hugging it. "I can't get another one!" he said, hugging the jacket to his chest and getting himself even more wet. As he spoke, he looked at the ground with a smile. "This one has too many memories..."
And it was true. Randy got in the 6th grade, when Howard and him spent a month drinking 120,000 Diet McBubble Slams so they could redeem the bottles and get the hoodie Randy desperately wanted. It wasn't until they had already gotten the hoodie that they realized they could've just poured out the drinks instead of drinking them all...
Once he had it, Randy wore that jacket everyday for the past 4 years. He had also done a really good job at taking care of it. When he got hit in the face with a baseball in 6th grade, Randy's face was bleeding like crazy, and some got onto his jacket. As soon as the blood made contact with his hoodie, he ran as fast as he could to the nearest drinking fountain and began washing the blood out, paying no mind to the blood coming out of his face.
"Dude, your whole honkin face is bleeding!" said Howard, worried about his friend. Randy just washed at the blood even more vigorously.
"I DON'T CARE! THE BLOOD WILL STAIN MY JACKET! MY JACKET, MY JACKET IS ALL I CARE ABOUT!" he yelled as he angrily washed his jacket.
In 8th grade, Bash had taken Randy's jacket from him and started making fun of him for his purple hair.
"Haha! His hair's purple, like a clown!" he said, mocking Randy. He then stole Randy's hoodie and held it over his head. Randy looked up at the jerk with rage.
Randy began grinding his teeth and he clenched his fists. He slid forward and came close to Bash, his face mere inches from Bash's. "Huh?" said Bash.
"Give me my jacket" he said, his eyes filled with rage.
Bash raised an eyebrow, not knowing what the small boy was capable of and answered, "NO!"
Randy narrowed his eyes. "Fine..." he said as he took the slightest step back, and kicked Bash square in the chest with an extremely powerful side kick. (which was impressive considering he was bringing his foot all the way up there) and sent him flying. As Bash lay on the floor hurt, and not sure of what happened, Randy calmly walked over to Bash, leaned down and grabbed his jacket from Bash's hands.
"And don't make fun of my hair..." he said as he slung his jacket over his shoulder and walked away.
That was also the year girls started having crushes on Randy.
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Back in the present, Howard rolled his eyes at his friend's obsession with his hoodie. "C'mon Cunningham, that jacket's going to be too old and frayed to wear soon, and you know it" he said as he put a hand on Randy's shoulder. Randy looked at the hand and shook it off. "Whatever, lets just go play videogames already..." said Randy, as he walked up to his room.
Howard and Kanade shrugged and followed Randy into his room. When they got there, he was already sitting at the controls setting everything up. As Howard and Kanade sat down, the screen lit up and The Last of Us appeared on the screen. Howard raised an eyebrow. "Uh, Cunningham..." he said as Randy pressed "play".
"That's not Grave Punchers..." he said, pointing out the obvious. Kanade turned to Howard with a smile on her face. "We wanted to show you this game. It's really fun, and I think you'll like it!" she said as Randy handed Howard the controls. At first Howard was having a great time, and he really liked Joel.
"Man this guy's the cheese!" he said as he used Joel to smash down on a guy's head. He then looked at Kanade, who was only 8. "Hey, are your parents okay with you playing this?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. Kanade nodded. "I'm really mature for my age!" she said with the same smile she always used when talking. Howard looked back at the screen. Really mature, she's only eight!
For awhile Howard was playing with no problem until the elevator he was standing on fell down and he was stuck underground with the infected. Suddenly a Runner started charging at Howard and he freaked. "HOLY CRAP!?" he yelled, throwing the controller to Randy. "Cunningham kill it, IT'S GONNA EAT ME!" he yelled, clearly terrified.
Randy caught the controller and killed the zombie with a pipe. Then shot the others while only using some Molotov here and there. When it was all over, Howard realized that Kanade was on the floor laughing. Now Randy was too. Howard looked down at the 2 Cunninghams laughing on the floor with red cheeks.
"What!?" he asked, embarrassed. Randy then got up and started mimicking Howard. "Cunningham kill it! It's gonna eat me!" he said in a voice that didn't even sound close to Howard's. The ginger's face got even brighter. "What!?" he began. "The runners are scary as fuck!" he said defensively.
"We kill zombies in Grave Punchers all the time!" Randy pointed out. Howard looked to his left. "Well in Grave punchers, the zombies don't want to freaking tear you apart..." he mumbled.
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After about an hour of playing The Last of Us, the three friends heard an explosion near the school. Randy got up and ran over to the window to see that the school was on fire. He turned to Howard and Kanade who were watching with wide eyes. "Er..." Randy began. He felt horrible about lying to Kanade but...
"Howard, isn't our science project at the school?" he lied. Howard raised an eyebrow, not knowing what was happening. "What?" he said. Randy mentally facepalmed. Howard's widened and he finally got the message. "YES!" he said, a little too loud. Howard stood up and started talking as if he was reading from a chart.
"OUR SCIENCE PROJECTS ARE AT THE SCHOOL. WE SHOULD GET THEM CUNNINGHAM!" he yelled. Randy had to keep himself from slapping Howard. Kanade raised an eyebrow at how the two boys were acting. Randy then looked at Kanade with a frown. "Sorry Kanade, but we have to go check on our science project" he said as Howard and him ran out the door.
Kanade watched as Howard and Randy-sama then left the house, running towards the school and leaving her alone. As she looked out the window, Kanade sighed as the two boys she looked up to, grew smaller and smaller...
"What?" she whispered to herself, when she saw Randy duck behind a tree. From where he hid, he was only visible if you were at Kanade's exact angle. Randy then grabbed something out of his pocket, and Kanade immediately snatched the binoculars that were right next to her. She peered through them at Randy and Howard. "What on Earth?" she said as she saw Randy grab some black mask out of his pocket and put it on.
Kanade dropped the binoculars and they clattered to the ground.
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Randy smoke bombed onto the top of the school to be confronted by a giant, robotic, dragon. His eyes widened. It was red with wings that had hands at the ends. Randy raised an eyebrow, but secretly hid a smile. Viceroy made a robot based off of me?
Randy reached behind his back and grabbed two katanas from inside his suit. "Okay Robotic Stanked Me..." he said under his breath. "Let's do this" he said. The Robotic Dragon blew smoke out of it's nose and breathed fire out at Randy. Randy's eyes widened as he rolled to his left to avoid being barbequed. The heat was overwhelming and Randy found himself sweating.
The Robotic Dragon then turned back to Randy and snapped at him. As it came at him, Randy took that as his opportunity to take action. He front flipped and landed on the dragon's head and Randy began running up the dragon's long neck. "Haha!" Randy laughed, having a little fun with what he was doing. Suddenly what Randy was standing on began moving and Randy grabbed on to the neck.
"Woah!" he exclaimed as the dragon began flying and the ground below started to fall away. "aaaAAA!?" Randy cried as he started slipping down the dragon's throat and fell onto its back. Randy landed on the back of the dragon and looked at the wing that was next to his foot. "Time to cross off riding a dragon off my bucket list" he said as Randy grabbed onto the dragon's wing and started leaning to the right.
The dragon let out a screech and felt itself start flying to its left, the ground. As they fell, Randy felt his stomach drop. "Aaaaa! This was not a good idea!" he exclaimed as they both started hurtling towards the Earth. At the last second, Randy pulled up on the dragon's wing, which kept them from hitting the ground any harder than they would have earlier.
The dragon and Randy crashed through the school roof and into the second floor of the school. Randy got up and rubbed his head as the dust from the crash shifted. "Aw that honkin, hurt!" he groaned. His complaining was then interrupted when the mechanical dragon next to him began groaning and whirring. Randy let his head fall back. You're still alive?! he thought in frustration. Randy flared his nostrils as he got up and grabbed his sword from inside his suit. He walked over to the dragon that lay on the ground and got ready slice its head off.
Randy rolled his eyes as he lifted up his sword. "Why do I feel like this is too easy?" he thought out loud. Randy shrugged. Whatever, time to destroy this mechanical stanked me! he thought as he brought the sword down onto the dragon's neck, only to have it just bounce and clang to the ground.
It almost looked like the dragon was smiling as Randy stared wide-eyed at his sword on the ground. "Wha-what?" he asked himself as the dragon began getting up. Randy's thought were then interrupted by the sound of Howard's voice yelling at him. "Ninja!" yelled Howard. Randy looked up. "Huh?" Randy was now face to face with a colossal, mechanical, death dragon as it was about to burn Randy to a crisp.
Everything seemed to go in slowmotion as the dragon blew out white hot fire (not really, Viceroy didn't make it that dangerous) and Randy felt a great force knock him to his right. The heat practically burnt his eyebrows off as the fire blew right next to him, but didn't burn him thanks to his savior. Randy and his helper hit the ground with a thud and as Randy pushed him off, he smiled.
"Howard?!" he exclaimed. Howard smiled. "Heh, can't let you always be the hero of the story..." he said with a small grin. Randy smiled and hugged his 'bromigo'. "Thanks man..." he said, his voice full of happiness. Howard raised an eyebrow and pushed Randy off of him. "Gross, don't hug me!" he said, actually liking the hug a little. They hadn't done anything like that since they were in 7th grade. (that was NOT Weinerham/Ranward/whatever you want to call it!)
Randy laughed and got up. He turned back to the mechanical dragon that stood before him. "Okay you overgrown lizard..." he said as he picked up his sword.
"Let's do this..."
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Kanade was sitting on Randy's bedroom couch in shock. She sat there with her mouth closed, her hands in her knees, and her eyes wide as she stared blankly at the wall in front of her. Her fist was grabbing at her dress and tightening as she thought about how her Oniichan was putting himself in danger everyday as The Norrisville Ninja.
She sprung up and walked over to the door to go tell the adults, when her hand stopped before she grabbed the handle. She stood there, her fingers mere inches from the doorknob. Kanade bit her lip, then finally let her hand fall. She couldn't do it. This was her Randy-sama, she didn't want him getting hurt, but from the stories she had heard, it sounded as if he was doing a pretty good job at being The Ninja. Kanade sighed and walked over to the window to see Randy battling a mechanical dragon.
Besides, he probably has a reason...right?
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Randy stood in the middle of the robot parts it took to make a mechanical, fire breathing dragon. From a pile of rubble, Howard peeked over to see The Ninja standing victoriously after defeating a mechanical dragon in a sort of gruesome way. Howard shook his head. "Ninja" he began, fear on his face.
"That was just creepy..."
Randy turned to his friend with a crazed look and sadistic smile underneath his mask. "Why do you say that?"
((Flashback))
Howard had just saved Randy from being barbequed. Before that, Randy had tried to behead the dragon when he discovered his Ninja Sword didn't work against it. In fact, none of his weapons seemed to be of any use against the mechanical terror. That's because (unknowing to him) Viceroy had used a very rare and almost indestructible metal to make the dragon.
Randy began backing away while the dragon seemed to be laughing. "That could be a problem..." he said, worry in his voice. The dragon took in a deep breath, getting ready to blast fire out at the little ninja, when Randy did the only thing he could do.
He fucking ran for his life.
Randy burst out of the doors to the computer lab (and where the dragon was) and began running down the halls at top speeds. He looked behind him to see that the dragon was chasing after him, luckily unable to its wings because there wasn't enough room. Randy smiled. "Haha!" he laughed. "You're gonna have to do a lot better than that to get me!" he bragged.
Suddenly his bubble was burst when the dragon began taking in a breath, getting ready to blow fire out. The smile was wiped off of Randy's face. Dammit... he thought.
Randy then turned the corner right as the flames blew where he was running just moments before. Randy smiled but then noticed the odd smoke that was left behind. He inhaled it and immediately felt dizzy.
Randy leaned to the left a little and put his hands out to steady him as his head was then filled with an excruciating pain. Odd images then flashed through Randy's mind but he shooed them away. "I shouldn't think of those things..." he said, not entirely sure of what it was he was thinking of. He finally noticed the color of the smoke. It was vaguely familiar, and was red...
It's probably nothing... he thought absentmindedly.
Randy gave a sigh of relief to then see which hallway he was standing in. It was the hallway on the west side, which contained all of the abandoned classrooms. Randy smiled. It was the perfect place to lose the dragon. He quickly ran to the last classroom on his right, which just so happened to be the old science lab.
Randy shut the door behind him just as the dragon made its way to that hallway. It didn't see The Ninja, but it definitely heard it go down this hallway. He had to be in one of the classrooms...
As the dragon started making its way down the hallway, looking in every classroom to search for The Ninja, Randy stood at the wall, hands at his sides wondering what to do. What to do, what to do! Then Randy noticed the desk of chemicals and beakers that were never picked up. He smiled a devious smile and began thinking of a rather...
odd,
way to kill the dragon.
Randy hastily started mixing certain chemicals with other ones and heating beakers with liquids in it. I never thought I would do this... he thought, mixing the different chemicals using the knowledge his grandfather had given to him so many years ago...
When he was done, Randy grabbed the final product and climbed out the window. And just in time to. The dragon looked in the room to see Randy dangling upside down from an open window. "Hey lizard breath!" he yelled. "Let's play hide and shriek!" he began. "I hide," he exclaimed before disappearing from the dragon's gaze. The mechanical death bot narrowed its eyes and shot through the ceiling. It blasted out onto the roof to see The Ninja holding something that glowed in his hand.
The robotic dragon took this as his chance to fulfill its duty (as in destroy The Ninja from what he was programmed to do by Viceroy) and took in a deep breath, getting ready to burn The Ninja. Randy smiled for all was going according to plan. He then grabbed as many Ninja Rings as he could from inside his suit and put them in the bottle he was holding. He smiled an evil smile and casually threw the fire activated bomb into the dragon's mouth.
"Now you shriek"
The dragon felt something be thrown into its mouth and down into its throat, where fire was coming up. The thing that had gone into its mouth was a little something The Ninja made to destroy the dragon. It was a mixture of chemicals that would explode when exposed to extreme heat. Randy wasn't too sure if that would be enough to destroy the stupid robot so for good measure, he added some of his Ninja Rings in the bottle so that when bomb exploded the weapons would destroy the dragon from the inside.
It worked. As soon as the fire reached the bottle of death, the dragon was stabbed, set on fire, slashed, and had an explosion all from the inside of it. All thanks to a little bit of deadly science. As the dragon exploded, Randy turned his back to it to avoid getting hit in the front by any of the flying debris. (so he pretty much did what Black Widow did in The Avengers except Captain America wasn't there with his shield to protect Randy) As he heard the mechanical shriek of the dragon, Randy smiled a mad smile from under his mask. "What a beautiful sound..." he said, in a low and smooth voice.
Howard saw what had happened from behind some rubble the dragon had left when it burst through the roof. He watched with wide eyes as his best friend walked into the middle of where the explosion was. He did it so nonchalantly it was a little...frightening. "Cunningham's kinda scaring me now..." said Howard in a low voice, so no one would here.
((End of Flashback))
As Randy and Howard walked back from the school, they were having a small argument about how Randy had killed the dragon.
"All I'm saying, is that what you did was a little juiced up..." Howard said as they walked. Randy through his hands in the air. "How was that wrong?! I couldn't think of anything else to do!" said Randy defensively. Howard turned to Randy with a look of worry on his face. "Cunningham, it wasn't how you destroyed that thing that get's me a little worried..." Howard said. Randy stopped walking, seeing that Howard actually looked a little scared.
"Tell me the truth. After you blew that poor thing-"
"It was trying to freaking kill me"
"That's beside the point" Howard said sternly.
"The real thing is..." Howard began saying slowly, for dramatic effect and to let Randy know he was serious.
"Did you smile when you destroyed that thing?"
Randy raised an eyebrow. He then felt a...weird feeling in the pit of his stomach. It wasn't painful, but it didn't feel good. It then started making its way up to Randy's head and he felt as if his mind was filled with gas. He raised a hand to his head and held his head. "Ugh..." he moaned, not yet answering Howard's question. He thought back to that moment.
Was I smiling? he thought, the pain still making his head throb. Howard noticed his buddy's pain and took a step forward to steady Randy. "Woah, Cunningham...are you okay?" he asked. Randy shooed away Howard but then began to stumble. Howard shook his head and took Randy's arm and rested it over his shoulder. "C'mon man, we need to get you to your house..." he said a little worried. Randy nodded as his mind was filled of him doing gruesome thoughts. "Yeah..."
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Back at McFist Industries, Willem Viceroy was sitting at his desk re-watching today's fight with The Ninja. He had a pleased look on his face while McFist did not. In fact, he looked as if he was about to blow a gasket.
"Your robot failed, AGAIN!" McFist yelled. Viceroy then turned to face the billionaire with a smile on his face. "Did it?" he asked with smirk. At that, McFist raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean..." he asked, wanting to know what his employee and friend (I'm pretty sure they're friends. I mean, they're human beings, and who WOULDN'T want to be VICEROY's friend?).
Viceroy got up and began walking around the room as he talked. "The Sorcerer and I came up with a little plan yesterday..." Viceroy said, thinking back to the agreement Viceroy and The Sorcerer had made. McFist raised an eyebrow. "And what was the plan?" he asked, wanting to know. To McFist, knowing an evil plan was the same as knowing a piece of gossip was to a teenage girl.
Viceroy smiled. "The red smoke left behind by one the dragon's fires was a special thing from The Sorcerer..." Viceroy said with satisfaction. "It contained a bit of 'magic' that would cause The Ninja to be a little more..."
Viceroy looked back from his shoulder to his boss with a sort of psychotic smile.
"Unstable"
At that McFist took a step back. "What do you mean, unstable?" he said with, not fear, but fascination. Viceroy smiled and turned. "The smoke will slowly make The Ninja even more unstable, make him go crazy, and soon he will start causing chaos all by himself..." Viceroy said with a hint of delight. McFist was nodding, liking the plan when he realized one of the things Viceroy had said.
"You said, 'make The Ninja even more unstable', what do you mean by that?" asked McFist. Viceroy turned to his boss with a little bit of shock. "Sir, you didn't realize it? The Ninja can be a little creepy sometimes..." he said with a raised eyebrow. McFist shook his head. Viceroy threw his arms out in shock.
"Sir!" he yelled as he clicked a button on a nearby remote and a video of what he did to a RoboApe yesterday appeared on screen. (ya know, killing it in the smoke)
"That is MESSED UP!" Viceroy pointed out.
McFist nodded, then finally smiled. "So The Ninja is going to become insane?" he asked. Viceroy mentally slapped his forehead but hid the look on his face. "Yes..." he confirmed.
"We will have, a psychotic Ninja. "
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Blegh... That ending felt so friggin cheesy...
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and yes...the part where Randy was washing his jacket in the bathtub was something I did in real life. (I did it like, last week) My sister, little nightingale2, was Howard and Kanade waking in to have me say " This is love." And just incase you haven't figured it out yet I am pretty much just writing short stories all in one thing but they all need to be in the same fanfiction because they are all bound together by an even greater story. I'm probably not going to be ending this ever, it's pretty much going to be a written Randy Cunningham 9th Grade Ninja show.
If you liked this story please put a review or something like that in the reviews. Heck, you can freaking put the word "potato" as a review just because I like potatoes! Oh, and here's is are more songs that I think are perfect for Randy Cunningham,
Demons by Imagine Dragons
Radioactive by Imagine Dragons
Drown by Three Days Grace
Monster by Skillet
Nerdgirl out!