Angel: Chadwick Boseman is dead D: Black Panther is deaaaaad! No...why do we keep losing actors and actresses this year? What is up with that? I don't like it *scrunches up nose* And he died on Jackie Robinson Day of all days!

I LOVED Black Panther...I even have the movie on DVD...

And one of the creators of Scooby Doo just died too! What is happening?!

"Tell me again why I had to construct this for you guys," Amy is standing near a tree, tying up Howard in a sumo wrestler outfit, snickering. Randy starts laughing along with her as she steps away from her friend. She accidentally bumps into the tall boy and she turns around, both of them freezing up. "Ah, sorry..." Amy moves away from him.

"I-It's cool," Randy rubs the back of his neck, feeling awkward. Ever since the...attempted kiss, neither of them really spoke of it, or really made much conversation with each other. It's mostly been small talk the past few days. Howard looks between the two.

"Don't laugh all at once," He deadpans at them.

"Okay, stop. Okay, okay, stop," Randy takes a deep breath.

"You wanna tell me what's going on with you two?" Howard crosses his arms.

"Going on—what?" Amy asks in a high-pitched voice, waving it off. "There's nothing going on."

"I thoroughly concur," Randy nods sharply, holding a camera.

"You used your high-pitched voice," Howard stares at Amy suspiciously. "That's when I know you're lying, Smith!"

"Howard, come on," She rolls her eyes, "Didn't you guys text me to come and build this set for you? And you said you'd explain why when I got here."

"If our video is Heidi's hot pick of the day, we will be bonafide internet celebrities!" Randy explains to her. "Bondafide!"

"Right," Howard glances between his friends. "We're gonna talk about this whether you guys like it or not."

Randy sighs, rubbing a temple as Amy frowns a little, arms crossed. "There's nothing to tell." Even with that statement, even Howard can notice the obvious tension between the two.

"Either you tell me what's got you two all wonked or I won't get into character," He threatens them and Amy turns red out of embarrassment. Both of them glance at each other, Randy clearing his throat as he turns to the obese boy.

"It's complicated."

"Can we get this over with?" Amy asks them.

"Fine. Let me get into character," He waves a hand over his face. "Okay, ready."

"Gut Check, take one," Randy moves over to the slide, where a bowling ball rests at the top. He rolls over the bowling ball. "It's over the dog house. Explodes the bottle." The bowling ball smashes into a bottle. "Tips the trash cans, releases the catapult, launches the monkey wrench, here it comes."

The monkey wrench hits Howard in the stomach, knocking him into a fence. His head hits the branch and then he slips out of the suit.

The next day, the same video is being played by Heidi from the TV in the hallway.

"Gut Check!"

"That's right, peep diddlies! Gut Check is H. Dub's hot pick of the day. Congrats to my normally useless brother, my biffer Amy, and their biffer Tandy who just knocked Accordion Dave and Concertia Kitty out of the top spot. Me-ouch!"

Dave's cat attacks Randy and Amy slaps it off. "Oh, boo. I'm never going to hear the end of this," Dave runs off after his cat.

"You okay?" Amy checks the back of his head.

"Thanks to you," He tells her and they both smile weakly.

Everyone crowds around the three. "You guys are hilarious," Flute Girl smiles at them.

"I literally L.'d O. L. Literally," Morgan tells the three.

"Hey thanks, Morgan," Amy smiles at her. Then it turns into a frown as Bash grabs the two by their collars. "Hey!"

"You guys were funny. Especially when you got hit in the guts," He replies, making the two smile as he's not going to hurt them. Everyone around them cheers.

"Mission accomplished, Cunningham," Howard holds out his hand. "We're Net-lebrities!"

"Uh, I think you mean celebri-Webs," Randy shakes Howard's hand, and then Amy's. Both of them flinch once their hands touched, and Amy quickly pulls away.

"All I know is, once you're famous on the internet, you're famous forever."

"Before we shut down," Heidi continues her broadcast. "Here's Today's What the Huh?" She presses a button that makes that exact same sound. "This head scratcher comes courtesy of our exchange student du jour, Jacques."

They glance to see the boy sitting at a table in the hall, sipping some tea and reading a book.

They look back to the screen as a video plays in black and white. Water drips from a faucet, a bug crawling around a full tea cup. A man crying is playing in the background. Then a dandelion grows from a sidekick, a dog barking distortedly. A woman speaks in French as a red balloon flies out of a box, and the video ends there. Heidi has a confused look, playing crickets from her sound box. Bash drops Howard and Randy.

"That movie made me have feelings. I hate having feelings! Get him!"

Bash's friends surround the boy, holding him still while Bash gives him a wedgie. "My first American-style wedgie," Jacques comments in pain. Amy frowns at the sight.

"Well, I'm off to lunch," Howard chuckles as he stands up. "Gonna see what kind of VIP line-cutting this new found fame will get me."

"Howard, you may frustrate me to no end sometimes, but that is the most negligent thing you've ever said so far," Amy stares at him.

"Howard, she's right. We can't let Jacques suffer just because he made a super-lame video," Randy speaks up.

"Can't forget our roots," Howard agrees with the two. Amy puts two fingers to her lips, whistling to get the bullies' attention.

"Bash, settle. Jacques mean you no harm."

"...You guys are famous, which means...I gotta do what you tell me," Bash drops the French boy and runs off with his friends. Amy blinks in shock as she watches them leave. That was all they had to do to get him to stop?

"This I do not understand," Jacques sits up, staring at the three. "Bash did not enjoy my docu-poem?"

"Jacques, you're not from here," Randy pats the top of his head. "So you don't know what makes a video," He does a sliding whistle imitation.

"And what makes a video," Howard does a raspberry with his mouth, causing Amy to laugh. "You follow?"

"Ah, oui, oui!" He looks between the three in excitement. "I would like to learn the meaning of your many sounds. Um," He looks away awkwardly as he glances up at Amy. "Especially from you, mademoiselle."

Randy huffs to himself as Amy gestures to herself, flattered. "Oh, you mean my whistle? Sure I can do that!"

"We're about to shoot our next video. You should come along," Randy says, stepping between Jacques and Amy. Not only does he want to help, but he also wants to stop...whatever it was going on between the two. At least this way, he can keep an eye on them.

"Hey, yeah. That's really nice of you, Ran," Amy smiles at her friend and he smiles back, glad that they're not having awkward moments for the time being.

"Oui," Jacques stands up, holding his camera. "I will bring my video camera to document your cinema film."

"And I will bring the balls to hit Howard in the guts," Randy holds up two soccer balls. "Ames can kick 'em, show off those soccer skills we haven't witnessed yet."

"And I will bring the guts," Howard lifts up his shirt, showing his stomach.

"And I will bring my set pieces," Amy grins, holding up a bowling ball. The four share a high five.

Randy adjusts the camera that afternoon. "Allow me to explain our secret recipe for chart-topping vids. One part funny characters," He gestures to Howard in a military costume and a gorilla head.

"Baron von Bananas."

"A dash of intriguing setting," Randy gestures to a kiddie pool that's not filled with water, Amy stirring it with a large branch.

"Kiddie pool full of chocolate pudding," Howard jerks a thumb at it. "That was made by Smith, homemade!"

"And a pantload of guys getting hit in the guts," Randy presses a red button, which releases the soccer balls.

"You can't go wrong with a classic," Howard grins with a shrug.

"Mix all that together and you got us," Randy gestures to himself and his friends. "We are the secret sauce that we put in every clip."

"Oui?" Jacques asks eagerly, thinking that he was talking about all four of them.

"Well, we are..." Randy gestures to him, Howard, and Amy awkwardly.

Howard scoffs at Jacques. "This guy's here for five minutes and he thinks he's part of our I posse."

"Be nice, we're trying to teach him," Amy elbows him slightly.

"Mademoiselle Amelia, I humbly request to see your soccer abilities!" Jacques holds her hand, kissing it.

"Oh," She blushes deeply, Randy glaring at the two. "You know, you don't really need to call me that. Amy's the name."

"Oh, oui, of course. Mademoiselle Amy."

She giggles like an idiot as she steps up to the ball machine. Randy crosses his arms, leaning in towards Howard. "Five minutes and he thinks he's all...smooth and French and charming," He huffs at the two and Howard smirks a bit.

"You sound jealous."

"I am not!" Randy denies immediately, clenching his fists as he watches Jacques set up the machine, waving to Amy. She waves back with a smile.

"You kind of are with the look you're giving 'em," Howard nudges his friend.

"Shut up!" Randy exclaims, his voice slightly breaking nervously. Amy and Jacques turn to him and he clears his throat. "I mean, shut up!" He turns to glare at Howard, Amy giggling at him. Randy's cheeks go red out of embarrassment.

Jacques turns on the machine and Amy spins around, kicking the ball over the fence. Then with the next one, she kicks it around her knees, sending it into the air. It lands on her head and she spins it around her arms before stopping, curtsying to the clapping Jacques.

"So I must ask myself. What is the secret of Jacques' sauce?" He wonders as Randy gives a panting Amy some water.

"Exactly. Now don't feel bad if it doesn't come right away. We are comedy geniuses," Randy smiles a bit.

"Well, I'm more behind-the-scenes than involved with the comedy," Amy wipes her forehead. Howard looks around for something.

"Cunningham, Smith, where's my gorilla head?" He spins around trying to look for it when it's on his back. The remote goes flying out of Randy's hand when Howard bumps into him. It hits the sprinkler, breaking as Randy turns to the machine. It starts firing out of control, hitting Randy in the guts repeatedly. Then it targets Howard, knocking the mask over his face and getting hit in the stomach. It hits Amy on her arms and legs, Randy falling into the pudding.

"Not to worry, my new BFF friends," Jacques causes the camera to spin around. "Jacques will save you!" He flips onto the doghouse, then the roof of the house, and the awning. He flips onto the ground, sliding down the slide. He does a handstand, kicking all the soccer balls away, but Howard still gets hit, the last one knocking off the mask.

"What the juice?" He falls on top of Randy as Jacques flips over to the machine, turning it off. Another soccer ball is about to hit Amy in the face when Jacques somersaults forward and catches her in his arms, sliding to safety. Amy stares up at him in surprise.

"That just happened," Heidi says after the video is done playing. "H. Dub's hot pick of the day. Maybe the year."

Everyone cheers around the TV, Randy and Howard sliding to a stop nearby. They high-five each other. "Howard, is it even possible to be bigger than an internet celebrity?"

"I think we're about to find out," Howard smiles confidently. The crowd runs up to the duo. "Remember, stay humble, Cunningham."

They're ready to receive even more praise, but everyone runs right past them, to their shock. They turn around to see them holding up Jacques and Amy above their heads.

"Where'd you learn those sweet moves?" Flute Girl asks him.

"I literally would date you. Literally. That is, if you weren't already dating the class president," Morgan gives him a playful push on the arm.

"Oh, no, we're not dating," Amy waves a hand. "But he did save my life," She smiles, hugging his arm. Randy gasps at her action, gritting his teeth.

"Randy, Howard," Jacques looks over his shoulder, failing to notice Randy's expression. "I found my secret sauce. It is the jumping off of things."

"They actually liked that better than us," Randy gestures to himself, Howard grabbing him tight by the collar. He pulls Randy down to his level.

"We used our Net-librity to create a new celebri-Web who isn't us! And he stole our biffer Amy! Man, imagine if they really do start dating!"

Randy gasps as he can see it now.

Jacques and Amy wave to the students as she kisses his cheek.

Ninja deals with a monster while Amy just waves him off. "Sorry, Ninja, I'd help you, but I'm too busy with my new boyfriend! I don't know why I thought you were a good partner, I quit."

His eyes widen as she discards her mask and Nomicon, holding Jacques' hand.

Then when they're older, they get married.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!" Randy holds his head in horror. And that's just the beginning of it.

Jacques is already on TV with Heidi and Amy. "In my country, the babies are taught first to walk on the hands, then on the feet," He's doing a one-arm handstand on a chair next to Amy. "N'cest-ce pas?"

"When can we scope more of your amazing skills?" Heidi asks him. "And is Amy your new partner?"

"Well, I've decided to help him once. After all, it's all in good nature," Amy speaks up.

"Well, since you are loving my secret sauce so much," Jacques jumps and lands in his chair. "I am happy to do a demonstration after the school. And to thank you for your help, Mademoiselle Amy, a token of my gratitude," He holds out a rose for her and she takes it into her hands.

"Oh wow," She blushes deeply. "Thank you, Jacques."

Heidi turns around the camera to her. "After school, live. Jacques jumps off a bunch of stuff. It is on! And that was really sweet. Hashtag Jacmelia!"

"His secret sauce is jumping off of things?" Randy asks in disbelief, tugging at his hair out of stress. "Ahh, why is she even helping him?!"

"If only we knew someone as good as Jacques at unnecessary flipping and superfluous wall-running," Howard rubs his chin, Randy's eyes going wide.

"Howard, you're right," Howard looks shocked that Randy admitted that. "It's time we bring in the big guy."

"Awesome! I'll call my cousin Vic," He pulls out his phone. "I know you're not crazy about him, but sweet cheese, that kid can flip."

Randy gives him a blank look and silently takes out his Ninja mask to show Howard.

"Oh, the Ninja. Yeah, that works. But this wouldn't have to also do with Smith, does it?" He smirks as Randy freezes like a deer in headlights.

"No! What, no," He scoffs, waving it off. "I just think that it's only fair that she helps us out full-time. I mean, she is our biffer, and-"

"Cunningham," Howard interrupts, crossing his arms. "I know you. Something happened between you two, didn't it?"

"Ugh, fine," Randy pinches his nose as he couldn't keep this up much longer. "We almost...kissed..."

Howard gasps sharply at this. "And you two weren't gonna tell me?!"

"You went to the bathroom, it just kind of happened," Randy retorts back, sighing. "It's why we've been acting wonk. I don't wanna mess up our friendship, Howard, and, every time we talked, it wasn't much of a conversation and just...awkward."

"So, he admits it," Howard smirks at him. "If I was just one second off-"

"Don't," Randy warns him. "And don't tell Ames we had this conversation. Let's just get this over with so that I—we can get our biffer back."

"Because you're jealous~" Howard sings, pointing a finger.

"Can we just go?!" Randy turns around to glare at him, slightly frustrated. "I'll show him!"

Everyone in school is outside, watching as Jacques runs across the roof. Amy waits with bated breath before he slides down some windows. He swings around a street lamp, running across the windows. He flips to a stop in front of Amy, everyone cheering.

She places her hands on her cheeks, sighing in awe.

"Jacques, all of the internet is watching," Heidi is holding her phone, smiling at the students. "Anything you wanna say?"

"I hope my secret sauce will show the world that any obstacle life throws at you can be flipped over, jumped off, or doven through. Mademoiselle Heidi, please take my camera, and capture the art I am about to make."

She holds up the camera to record. "Ready when you are."

"I would like to dedicate this performance to Mademoiselle Amy," He gestures to the girl, whose eyes widen. "If not for her, I would have never discovered my secret sauce! She is my inspiration!"

Amy waves sheepishly to the students as Jacques kisses her hand again, causing her to blush. "And now, I begin," He points to Bash, who is on music. He gestures for Jacques to start and he swings from a wooden monkey bar of sort. Then he flips right through the open window of a car, landing on a table. He jumps onto the side of a building, flipping and landing on a stack of chairs. "Voila!"

He blows a kiss to Amy, who clasps her hands, sighing in amazement of him. The crowd cheers his name.

"Smoke bomb!" Ninja appears on the roof of the building. He slides down the clock, landing on another roof before landing on Jacques' shoulders. Amy stares up at her partner in confusion, wondering why he's here. There's clearly no monster or robot or anything else.

The crowd cheers for Ninja instead. "Ninja! Welcome to my internet. Where is your partner?"

"None of your business," Ninja glares defensively. "Oh, no. Allow me to welcome you to my internet. Try to keep up. Ames, this one's for you!"

"What are you doing?" Amy whispers up at him, but he doesn't answer. He jumps onto a dumpster, sliding to a ladder that gets knocked into the air. He runs across and reaches the top, jumping to the pole on top of the roof. He spins around and lands on the top of a tower. The crowd cheers for him as Ninja winks at the brunette.

She blushes slightly but snaps out of it, wondering just what he's doing.

Jacques laughs as he flips and lands in front of Amy. "A flip-off for Mademoiselle Amy, is it?"

"Wait a minute, don't I get a say-?"

Jacques runs off with rather remarkable speed, running across a wall. He jumps and bounces off a trampoline, swinging around a pole and landing. He salutes to the audience, waving to Amy.

"Jacques! Jacques! Jacques! Jacques!"

Ninja groans in annoyance, boiling with anger as he sees Amy clapping for the boy. He jumps off the tower and runs across the grass. He jumps on the top of some cars, setting off the alarms from them. Then he jumps through the windows of the school bus, his scarf flowing around. Then he flips across six port-a-potties, each one releasing a student. The Ninja lands on a unicycle, riding it and then landing at the turntable. He scratches the CDs before landing next to Amy, wrapping an arm around her.

"Ninja just showed Jacques how we jump off of stuff in the Ville!" Heidi grins, recording him. Jacques is standing behind her.

"But...the jumping is my sauce," He gestures to himself.

Ninja turns to the crowd, pulling Amy a bit closer, causing her to yelp slightly. "It has been great flipping for you, everybody. Smoke bomb!" He throws one down and Amy coughs, waving a hand in front of her face.

"But Ninja stole my secret sauce, and humiliated moi in front of my own camera," His lip quivers and Amy sees this, grunting.

"Oh, he's done it this time..." She'll scold Randy later. But now, Jacques looks like he needs comforting.

Meanwhile, from the Sorcerer's lair, he can sense Jacques' feeling of humiliation. "Do you smell that? It is the scent of humiliation and heartbreak. No," He sniffs the air again. "Imported humiliation and heartbreak. It pairs nicely with a side of this," He summons some stank, sending it out.

Howard laughs as he and Ninja are standing on the roof of school. "You totally schooled Jacques."

"I did, didn't I?" Ninja asks, joining his side.

"Totally."

Ninja doesn't look like he enjoyed it so much. "You think maybe it was a little too..."

"Harsh? Oh, yeah. You destroyed him in front of everyone. And that's only gonna make him run into the arms of Smith, you know."

Ninja's eyes widen as he freezes, letting out a sigh. He didn't even realize that could happen...by humiliating the boy, he's only letting the relationship between them grow. "I should apologize to him and Ames, shouldn't I?"

"What?! No! Don't apologize. Look, I'm no Ninja Nomicon, but the Ninja shouldn't have to apologize because he's awesome!"

"You're right," Ninja looks at him smugly. "You are no Ninja Nomicon."

Jacques is whimpering, hugging his camera to his chest. Amy runs up to him. "Jacques, there you are!" She bends down so that she's at level with him, her hands on her knees. "Look, I'm not sure what happened out there, but I really need to tell you something. I-"

The Ninja lands next to her, gladly interrupting. He glances between the two and glares for a brief second. "Look, Jacques. It occurs to me that maybe I possibly could have a little bit humiliated you."

"You think?" Amy looks up at him, glaring. "What is wrong with you?"

"I'll explain la-"

Stank surrounds the exchange student. "Oh, don't do that," Ninja waves his hands in a panic, trying to get the stank away from him. "There is no need for that."

A large hand covered in fur knocks him into a bush. Amy gasps as she stands up, backing away as Monster Jacques is now a monkey. He reaches out for the brunette, but she flips out of the way. She runs towards a bush and dives into it, transforming into the Kunoichi.

Howard runs around the corner and grabs his camera. "Action!"

Ninja and Kunoichi kick Monster Jacques in unison, landing in front of Howard. "Thanks, you guys," He gives them a thumbs up. "Also, action!"

Kunoichi groans, pushing the camera away as the two look up. Monster Jacques is climbing up to the roof, and they follow, taking stances.

"Look, if I didn't say it before, I'm officially sorry."

"If you're gonna attack someone, let it be just him," Kunoichi points to her partner, earning a look from him.

"Hey!"

"Well you acted like a shoob for no reason at all!" She yells, throwing up her hands into the air. "Why'd you do that? I'm not some trophy!"

"Uh-well—you see—the thing is-" He doesn't really know how to explain this, and now is not a good time anyway.

Together, they punch him to the flag pole, but he gets back up and kicks them. Howard points the camera towards them. While they're fighting, it's hard to get a hit since Jacques has acrobatic skills that match their own.

"Now we're making a movie."

"Taste my sauce!" Monster Jacques swings his tail at the duo, and they leap away just in time.

"How about I give you a taste of...my Ninja tripping balls!" He throws down silver balls, and when Monster Jacques slips on them, he goes flying off the roof. Kunoichi sprints forward, unleashing her hair. She throws it at the monster, catching him just before he hit the ground. Because of his weight, she starts sliding to the edge. Howard notices something, looking up at them.

"Gonna need you to do that again. Thought I was recording. Wasn't," He calls out.

"Are you serious right now?" Kunoichi turns to him in annoyance.

"Kinda contemplating de-stankage here," Ninja retorts as he rushes over to his partner, grabbing hold of the long white hair. Both of them continue to pull. She opens an eye and sees the camera.

"That's it! Ninja," She jerks her head to it.

"Howard, the camera. We have to destroy it."

"No way. I haven't finished filming the fight," He denies, pointing to the camera. "This thing's guaranteed to be H. Dub's pick of the decade!"

"HOWARD!" Both of them shout as Kunoichi is about to slip off the roof. Monster Jacques manages to break free from the hair, wrapping a tail around Howard. Ninja pulls Kunoichi back onto the roof, both of them sighing in relief.

"That is my camera!" He snatches it away, hanging Howard on a lamp post by his underwear. Ninja holds Kunoichi bridal style and jumps off the roof, landing in front of the obese boy. They both see his situation.

"Uh, Jacques took the camera," Howard points to his left.

The two follow him, jumping onto a trampoline and then the bus. With his tail, Monster Jacques knocks them onto the roof.

"We need that camera," Ninja points to it.

"Never!" He swats them flying into a tree.

"Ho, ho! Right in the guts," Howard points at the duo.

The tree bends backwards, sending them towards a dumpster that pushes itself into Slimovitz's car. The car crashes into the bus and Monster Jacques flies off it, along with his camera. He hits a wall and the camera falls across from him.

Ninja steps on it with his foot. "Ninja Stomp! Totally planned that."

Kunoichi rolls her eyes as she's fixing her braid.

Jacques turns back to normal and the orbs stop glowing from the Sorcerer's belt. "Curse you, Ninja and Kunoichi. Shame to waste a good vintage."

He bottles up the stank into a bottle, using the rat to close it.

"You wanna get him down or should I?" Ninja turns to Kunoichi, who crosses her arms.

"He almost let me die to get fame. I'm not touching that one."

Ninja kicks swiftly to get Howard down, catching him when he falls. He puts him down safely. "Thanks, Ninja," He rubs his backside. "My tender parts were starting to chafe."

"Okay, we need to have a conversation on what not to tell us," Kunoichi looks away, gagging.

"It's why I do what I do," Ninja leans against the pole. "Howard, we have to make this up to Jacques. And you're gonna help me."

"Speaking of Jacques...you wanna tell me what that was all about?" Kunoichi turns to Ninja. He glances at Howard, who takes the hint and leaves them alone.

"I'm sorry. It's just...you and Jacques looked like you were really hitting it off, and...I thought that you were gonna leave Howard and me behind. You're gonna start dating him, and then I'm gonna be dealing with McFist and the Sorcerer alone..." He gives a sad look towards the ground. "That's what you were gonna say before I came in..."

"Ninja..." She sighs a little. "I was trying to tell him that I'm not interested in him."

"Huh?" He looks up at her in surprise. "You're not? But I thought you really liked him?"

"Looking back, I think I was just impressed by his skills," She rubs the back of his neck. "I'm not really looking for a relationship right now, and...he deserves to hear the truth. But I would never just up and quit being the Kunoichi. You and Howard are my best friends, I'll never forget that."

No matter how annoying Howard can be sometimes.

Ninja pulls her in for a hug and she returns it. "Friends again?"

"Friends again," She murmurs into his ear.

A new video is made in black and white, a baby crying in the background. A flower dies and Howard has tears in his eyes. He's looking at a bouquet of dead flowers. Then Randy's sitting in a chair alone with a weary look on his face, the clock ticking nearby. The baby continues to cry as a bird lands on a gargoyle. The bell chimes, Amy sitting on a swing, holding the chains. Water balloons are thrown at Randy in a clown costume. He gets hit in the guts and then Howard hits him from the tire swing. Then he gets hit, falling off the tire swing.

Jacques, as a mime, swings off a playground set, landing on the grass. He dodges the balloons as Amy ducks towards the ground, also a clown.

"That worked on every level," Howard grins to the three, who nod in agreement.

"And now we can all see why H. Dub's pick of the day..." Heidi starts off.

"Celebri-Webdom, we're back," Randy says, the three boys bracing themselves.

"Is Accordion Dave with a new partner...Aw, Percussion Possum."

The four are shocked as Accordion Dave and a possum play together. "What is this? We lose to a rodent on the drums? How is this possible?" Jacques asks the three in shock. The possum is actually pretty good on the drums.

Howard laughs as Randy points up at the TV. "It's a possum! On the drums!"

"And he's got perfect rhythm," Howard holds his stomach.

"Your internet makes no sense," Jacques comments, shaking his head.

"People like what they wanna like," Amy shrugs at him. "And Jacques, thank you for understanding when I told you the truth. I hope we can still be friends."

"Ah, oui," He smiles friendly at her. "Honesty is the best policy, no?" He walks off and she waves to him.

"What did you tell him?" Howard raises a brow at the girl and she waves it off.

"Oh, just that I'm not looking for a boyfriend right now. Besides, I don't need someone to impress me just for me to like him."

"Is that so?" Randy asks, a bit intrigued.

"Don't go there," She chuckles at him. "I play hard to get. So I suggest you stop wondering what kind of guy I like and figure that out on your own. After all..." She smirks at Randy and he sweats a bit nervously. "I know the real reason why you humiliated Jacques."

Randy drops his mouth in shock as Howard's eyes widen, and the two watch the girl leave. Amy giggles to herself, hugging her book to her chest. Randy was going to have a hard time being around her next time...