A door with a logo on it is near a line of males students, with mustaches. Howard and Randy look at themselves through a window, also in the line. "Howard, we are moments away from joining the school's most elite club."

"The Norrisville High Mustache Society!" The two say in unison as both of them have mustaches on their faces.

"I heard they have a secret cafeteria," Howard points out.

"I heard they have a full-time masseuse," Randy adds in.

"I heard they have a supercomputer that'll do your homework for you," Howard replies excitedly, since he doesn't do homework to begin with.

"We'll never have to learn again!" Randy exclaims as he daydreams, running two fingers through his mustache.

The door starts to open, all the boys gasping as they look at it. The door opens and the president steps out. "Time for your fur check, Stachelings."

They all cheer and he looks at each mustache, letting the good ones in. "This is it, Howard," Randy says in anticipation as they're approaching the door. "This is our moment. You. Me. Together. Stache Society. We're doin' it!"

Before he can get inspected, he sniffles. He tries to hold it in, but he sneezes and his mustache goes right off.

"We got a smoothie here," The president rubs his jacket, Randy giving a sheepish smile.

"Wow, that is weird," He smiles innocently, feigning surprise. "Isn't that weird? My real mustache blew off." As he's talking, Howard slips right past him. "I'll just go...grow another one." He turns to another student instead of Howard. "Howard, come on."

He turns around as the president blocks his way. Randy peeks inside the room to see Howard standing inside, shrugging.

"Howard."

The door is slammed in his face.

Amy is sitting at the steps of the school, one leg over the other as she's in gym clothes, her hair in a low ponytail. Her glasses are off as they're hanging at her collar. She seems to be rubbing her socked foot as Randy storms up to her, taking a seat. He has his head down as he's disappointed.

"Ran?" She glances at him and he turns to look at her. "Oh...didn't get in, huh?"

"No...what are you doing out here, anyway? It's morning, classes are starting," He raises a curious brow at her.

"Oh, I had an early track meet," She wipes the sweat off her forehead. "I just finished, I'm taking a breather." She notices his expression, scooting in closer and eyeing his face. He blushes at what she's doing, hoping his flushed cheeks aren't noticeable.

"Are you okay?" She asks in concern. "And where's Howard?"

He doesn't reply and she gasps in realization. "He got in?! And you didn't? I'm so sorry..." She rubs his back.

"Thanks, Ames," He replies sullenly.

"If you ask me, since he abandoned you, he doesn't deserve to be let in for a fake mustache," Amy tells him, and he looks at her in surprise. "Oh, he left you behind. Otherwise you wouldn't be sulking as you were a few seconds ago. Besides, this is Howard."

"You really know how to cheer someone up, huh?" He smiles a bit and she returns the sentiment. An engine revs up ahead, something driving around the grass of the parking lot. They look up ahead. "Now what?"

A chain takes out the front car doors from the principal's car, and it belongs to a McFist motorcycle-like robot.

"Oof, the poor principal. He oughta get insurance one of these days," Amy shakes her head slowly as they pull out their masks.

"Smoke bomb!"

Both of them appear on top of the already-damaged car. Both of them have their signature weapons ready. "Listen, I'm already having a pretty lousy morning, so I'm just gonna take it out on you. Cool? Cool."

Before Kunoichi could say anything, Ninja jumps off the car, running towards the robot. The robot blocks the Ninja with its front, knocking him down. Kunoichi flips off the car, jumping over a great distance before she lands next to her partner.

"You okay?" She asks in concern. He doesn't answer as the robot throws some chains at the both of them, snagging the top of their masks. Kunoichi's hair gets caught up in it. "Ow! Oh!" She looks over her shoulder as she holds her mask down. Ninja does the same with one hand. The robot then pulls, Kunoichi slightly going forward because of her long hair. Eventually, half of it rips right off.

Ninja gasps sharply as she lets out a cry of pain, narrowing his eyes. "Ninja chain slash." He slices off the chains from both of them. "Ninja spoke jam!" He throws his sword at the wheel. It falls off and the robot falls onto the principal's car, evidently destroying both of them...

Ninja bends down to his partner as she was on the floor. He can see the split ends where her hair was ripped out. The braid now reaches her waist. "Are you okay? I'm so sorry, I couldn't stop-"

Her hair glows white and he watches in shock as her hair regrows back to her feet. "...Your hair can grow back on its own?!"

"Apparently so..." She murmurs as he helps her up and she lifts up the braid. Every hair is now back in place as it looks like it wasn't even ripped out in the first place.

"You know what? I feel better, especially knowing that you're okay," Ninja looks down at her.

"See? Who cares about the Stache Society?" Kunoichi waves it off.

"Guess who got in the Stache Society," Howard suddenly announces, kissing his pinky ring. He also has a red jacket over his shirt.

"You joined without me?" Ninja asks incredibly. Kunoichi places her hand on his shoulder in sympathy.

"Turns out all you gotta do is not sneeze off your mustache," Howard shrugs at him and Kunoichi looks at him in annoyance. He's definitely not helping...

Ninja facepalms himself. "I knew we shouldn't have made our 'staches out of your dad's back hair. I'm allergic to his cologne." He kicks away the robot head, which is still operable. Meanwhile, Kunoichi is gagging at what he just said, holding her stomach.

"You know, guys, there are some things you don't have to tell me," She holds up a hand. None of them notice the robot's eye scanning them.

"Ninjas identified," Because of the damage, it mixes up Howard's head with Ninja's body.

"Why can't you just be happy for me?" Howard asks in disbelief.

"Why can't you just get me in?" Ninja retorts back.

"I totally will! Except I can't," He glances away sheepishly. "In order to cover my fakey-ness, I may have co-sponsored some very strict anti-faker legislation."

"You what?!" Ninja screams as Kunoichi rubs the back of her neck.

"Not gonna lie, this is pretty awkward..." She murmurs to herself. "Howard, didn't both of you have fake mustaches? How's it fair that he can't get in even though you technically lied to the Stache Society too?"

"See! Amelia Smith is on my side!" Ninja points at her.

"Shh! Are you crazy? Don't say that name out loud!" She glances around in case anyone is watching. The robot's head had unfortunately recorded that before shutting down.

"No one's even around," He briefly looks at her.

"Smith, you're not a growing boy. You wouldn't understand," Howard tells the girl and she gives a blank look.

"Newsflash, Weinerman. I don't need to be a guy to understand what unreasonable looks like. And it doesn't matter if no one's around, someone could be spying on us and then it'll end up coming back to haunt us."

"Yes, yes! Unreasonable!" Ninja points to his partner.

Howard's cell phone beeps and he takes it out of his pocket. "Can we talk about this after lunch?" Ninja glares at him, fists clenched. "I got a Stache Meeting in the secret caf," He leaves them there, turning around with a smug look. "Bushies only."

He just glares at his friend.

"Smoke bomb," Ninja growls out before he leaves and Kunoichi coughs a bit.

"Well that was uncomfortable...we didn't even fist-bump. Smoke bomb." She disappears in a pink cloud.

A magnet suddenly takes the car and the robot, including the head. Principal Slimovitz looks up to the sky before his car is returned as an absolute mess.

"What do you know?" McFist asks Viceroy in their hovercraft. "Ninja and Kunoichi destroyed another one of your stupid robots."

"Actually, this robot succeeded," Viceroy reveals, gesturing to the mess.

"Succeeded in getting destroyed!" McFist points out angrily. Viceroy adjusts his gloves, reaching out and removing the blanket. He reaches in and...well...long story short, it makes the robot's horn honk in alarm.

"Whoa!" McFist exclaims at the scientist. "You got a license for that?"

"The trauma to his helmet region re-activated Ninja/Kunoichi ID mode. I give you..." He takes out a piece of paper. "The face of the Ninja, and a name connected to the Kunoichi!" He shows the photoshopped picture of Howard's face on the Ninja's body. The green eye activates as it plays the recording.

"See! Amelia Smith is on my side!" Ninja's voice speaks first.

"Shh!" Kunoichi's voice says in a hushed whisper. "Are you crazy? Don't say that name out loud!"

"Yes, finally!" McFist smiles wickedly. He examines the picture. "That's quite a push broom the Ninja's working with. A kid with a lip warmer like that would be...in the Norrisville High Stache Society," He clenches a fist. "As the Society's founding father," He holds up a class ring from 1985. "I'll just invite the gang to a little Stache soiree. With this...Amelia Smith as a waitress by offering to pay for her services."

"Where we'll compare each member to this picture. And then we can interrogate this girl to see if she knows the Kunoichi! She'll tell us her identity!"

"And boom, Ninja captured! Did I just come up with a plan?" He taps his chin.

"I believe you did," Viceroy states and McFist whips around to him.

"Ha! In your face. Also, gonna need you to plan a quick party for me. Something nice. And find out everything you can on this girl. We'll make her tell us who the Kunoichi is...and then destroy her for her silence!"

"So then the entomologist says, that's no caterpillar. That's my mustache," Accordion Dave jokes to Howard, who's eating a sandwich. He spits it out onto Dave's hat, laughing.

"Too rich, David! Too rich."

Randy snatches his sandwich, pulling him away to face him and Amy. "Listen, we both had some time cool off, and I just want you to know, I'm totally cool with you quitting the Stache Society," He smiles, an arm around Howard's shoulder.

"I'm not quitting," Howard crosses his arms, Randy raising a brow at him. "You're just mad 'cause I got in and you didn't."

"Exactly," Randy admits to him. "You have no idea how this feels."

"I have no idea how it feels to have my best friends run off and do something awesome without me together?" Howard asks in defense.

"You really don't," The taller boy shakes his head, putting a hand on Howard's shoulder.

"Howard, us being the Ninja and the Kunoichi is something we have to do," Amy whispers to him. "You can't really just be getting back at Ran, right?"

"Howard, did you hear?" Dave speaks up. "The Society has been invited to a party on McFist's hover yacht."

Amy's phone pings and she looks at it, eyes wide. "Um...he just formally asked me to help be a waitress...? Why me, though?"

"You guys can't go to a party on McFist's hover yacht," Randy gasps at the two of them.

"Actually, I can," Howard retorts back. "Because I was invited. Come, David. We shouldn't be discussing this in front of a smoothie and a girl," He links his arm around Dave and they both leave. Randy scoffs at them, turning to Amy.

"Seriously, don't say yes."

"I don't even want to," She shakes her head. "Even if I had no suspicions, I still wouldn't want to."

"Why did he ask you, anyway?" Randy asks in disbelief. "This might be a trap!"

"You might be right. But still...why did he pick me?" She rubs her chin.

Randy gets into a stall from the boys' bathroom, pulling out his Nomicon. "Ninja Nomicon, I have to get into that party."

The book glows knowingly. "Not because I'm jealous," He gestures to himself. "Because it's on McFist's yacht and there could be trouble. Especially if he's getting Ames involved," He frowns in concern. "Why would he ask her to help with his party? But they'll be on the lookout for fakies. I need a disguise, one I won't sneeze off...but that means...ugh, Ames is gonna have to accept that job if I want her help..."

He flips the book open, getting shloomped in. His face hits the pages.

He screams as he falls, eventually landing in the dojo. He looks up at the wall. "The Art of Disguise." The words then change to various faces being changed, kind of like a lottery machine. "A master can alter his physical appearance by focusing his Ninja energy. Ninja energy equals sick 'stache! But be warned. Lose focus and the energy will master the Ninja. Got it. Fine. Great. Let's do this." He gets into a pose. "Focusing Ninja energy on wicked lip strip," He rubs his face.

He suddenly gets out of the book and runs up to the mirror. He squeezes his eyes shut. Focus...You're doing it. Focus.

Purple cat-like whiskers appear above his lip. "Ha ha ha! I'm a 'stache master." He runs into the stall, focusing even more. A band member, who had stepped inside, slowly backs out of the bathroom.

A grappling hook gets Ninja onto the ship. Amy isn't with him since she had to be there early to help set up, much to her chagrin. He takes a life preserver and transforms back into Randy. He glares at the entrance, walking up the steps.

"And a good mustache to you, sir," Mick blocks his way.

"You can't go in there."

He glances around nervously. Focus, Cunningham. He focuses on his face and creates a fuller mustache.

"Without one of these," Mick holds up a red jacket for him, and he smiles in relief. "Enjoy."

Randy takes it and puts it on proudly. He adjusts his mustache and walks inside. Greg from the Game Hole is getting his mustache trimmed while some members are playing Grave Puncher. They even have mustache cotton candy and ice cream. Amy is dressed in a white long-sleeved buttoned shirt that stops at her arms. Her black pencil skirt goes to her knees as she has a white lace apron tied around her waist, covering the front of her skirt. She's wearing black flats, and her hair has been tied into a high ponytail with a single curl at the end. The boys nearby all stare at her, intrigued. She's holding a tray of pigs in a blanket.

The only thing she likes about this is that she's getting paid.

"Dumb shoob humiliating me like this," She mutters under her breath as she holds up the tray with a weak smile. Part of her didn't mean it, though.

And the only reason why she's here is because Randy texted her to come, for whatever reason. He said it was because of McFist and something to do with the art of disguise from the Nomicon. She had checked it out for herself earlier, but at the back of her mind, she knows that he really wants to get in and stick it to Howard...actually, maybe being a waitress wasn't so bad after all. Howard's been a jerk about this, and she really wants to see him get his comeuppance on this one seeing Randy.

Hopefully being a waitress was worth at least that.

She hasn't seen Randy since he took off at school, so she's wondering just how he'll even get in. He wouldn't tell her to take up the job if he didn't have a way.

"I can't believe my old jacket still sits," McFist says to a robo-ape. His jacket clearly does not fit since it was from almost 30 years ago. "I haven't gained a pound since high school." The back of his jacket rips just to disprove his point.

"Looking good, sir," Viceroy deadpans as he approaches.

"Give me that," He snatches away the picture. "I'll find the Ninja and grab the girl. You prepare the torture room."

"Will do. Right after I get a sundae," He smiles, trying to walk past, but McFist stops him in his path.

"NO! First torture room, then sundae."

"All I wanted was a little ice cream and some fudge," Viceroy mutters as he walks off.

"Ooh, shrimp cocktail," McFist walks past the robo-ape to grab a handful of shrimp with his robot hand. He eats some and shoves the picture over to the robot. "Go find this guy and grab the girl." He starts stuffing himself with shrimp.

Howard is getting a sandwich made from a machine, eating it.

"Howard," Accordion Dave walks up to him. "Did you get your free McFuzz Buzzer?" He holds it up. "It's a superior whisker whacker."

"Man, I hate shaving," Howard glances away, eating another bite of his sandwich. "Wish I didn't have to do it so often, but the hair keeps growing right out of my face."

"Good evening, stache-migos," Randy greets them, causing Howard to gasp. Amy walks up to them to offer the appetizers and she raises a brow at her friend. She snaps her fingers in front of his face, following his gaze to Randy. Her mouth opens in shock at his thick mustache.

"Whoa! Almost didn't recognize you," She blinks, staring at it.

"Really?!" He smiles proudly, annoying Howard. "Well thank you, my lady."

"You just had to come," Howard grumbles at him. "You couldn't stand the idea of me having fun at a party without you. And then you roped Smith into it by posing as a waitress."

"Actually, McFist hired me over the phone at last minute," Amy smirks a bit. "And he's paying me by the hour."

"What?! How is that fair? ...Wait, how much?"

"Howard, that's ridiculous," Randy laughs at him. "You could never have fun at a party without us," Randy gestures to himself and Amy.

"Don't bring me into this," Amy shakes her head at the taller boy. "But if you must know, 50 dollars an hour."

"Can I get in on that?" Randy whispers to her.

"Unless you wanna take my place wearing girls' clothing, no," She giggles a bit. Neither of them notice Howard taking off his pinky ring and slipping it into a pocket from Amy's apron.

"Chillin' with a convicted fakie is a kick-outable offense. You two have to leave now," Howard demands them.

"Hey!" Amy exclaims at the shorter boy. "You're not the boss of me, and you can't order me around just so you can benefit from this!"

"Make us," Randy counters back in a more calm way. Howard's anger boils at the two. He then pulls out a whistle and blows it.

"Fakie! We got a fakie here and she's chillin' with him!" He points at the shocked duo. "And she's a thief!"

"You're rattin' us out?!" Randy exclaims in disbelief.

"You brought this on yourself," Howard points an accusing finger at them.

"McFist asked me to be here, and you can't kick me out just because you can't handle the fact we're here," Amy glares at him, wondering just what is going through his head. As soon as he gets his senses straight, he's gonna regret that he did this. Normally she wouldn't bat an eye, but if he's trying to bring her down with Randy, she can't just do nothing. "And you can't falsely accuse me of being a thief if I haven't stolen anything."

Focus. Don't lose control.

His mustache grows even bigger and Amy recoils back a bit in shock. "Hey, you're that smoothie from earlier," The president recognizes him. "You don't belong here."

Two boys grab the two so that they can't run.

"Wait!" Amy calls out, struggling. "Get off, I'm not a thief!"

"Then what's this doing in your pocket?!" Howard steps forward and pulls out his pinky ring from her pocket. The crowd gasps at her.

"What?! I never took your pinky ring! I wasn't near you until he showed up!" Amy points to Randy.

"Oh, Howard, you didn't," Randy murmurs, shaking his head.

"What's with all the ruckus?" The robo-ape holding the picture has joined them.

"It appears we have a fakie onboard. And she is a thief, in cohorts with him," Howard points to the two of them. "Don't worry, I took care of it."

"The juice you did! This is insane!" Amy shouts from her spot in annoyance and Howard looks at the robo-ape.

"Why do you have a picture of me?"

The robo-ape looks between the picture and Howard. He does this for about a minute, and then looks at Amy, scanning her.

"Hmm! We got a match!"

He grabs Howard and turns to the girl. "Take away the girl."

They do so and she stumbles onto the ground, another robo-ape coming in and grabbing her. "Oh, did I say that's me? That's not me. It's not me!"

"Let go of me! I didn't steal anything!" Amy struggles from the robo-ape holding her.

"Terribly sorry about this, Mr. Cunningham," The president apologizes to the boy. The two boys release Randy, and he smiles. "I don't know how we could have mistaken a boss stache like that for a fakie."

Randy laughs, waving his hands. "Think nothing of it, Harry. Innocent mistake. Now who do I see about getting fitted for a pinkie ring?"

"Randy!" Amy exclaims at him angrily and he remembers that she's still accused of being a thief.

"My friend isn't a thief, McFist hired her to help with the party," Randy tells Harry with a pleading look. "Howard put that in her pocket, she would never steal anything."

"But she did! I demand she be punished!" Howard calls out as he's dragged away. "Let me go. I'm not a fakie!" He tries to swat the robo-ape off, but it's no use.

"Weinerman's a fakie?" Harry raises a brow.

"We must...interrogate the thief," The second robo-ape throws Amy over his shoulder. "Despite him being a fakie, the ring was clearly found in her pocket."

"That's crazy! I know her, and I know that she wouldn't do that!" Randy yells at him as she's being dragged away. "She's smart, and sweet when her buttons aren't pushed, and honest." Amy stares at him in surprise. "I object to this detaining!"

"Rules are rules," The robo-ape says as she hits his back.

"Guess you'll have to kick Howard out of the Society then, won't you?" Randy places his hands on his hips.

"Yeah, after we shave off his eyebrows," Harry declares with a frown. "As for the thief, McFist himself will deal with her. The punishment is most likely being destroyed."

Randy gasps sharply after hearing it. "But those things don't grow back. Howard, Ames, what have I done?" He looks away in regret, his mustache growing another size.

Howard and Amy are brought to McFist, dropped onto the ground. "Yes! We got 'em. My plan worked!" McFist cheers to Viceroy, who's eating a sundae.

"You're right, my biker-bot lured, fought and identified the Ninja. It also identified someone affiliated with the Kunoichi. Plus, I threw together this shindig last minute with no help from you. But yeah, your plan worked."

"So you're saying my plan worked. Yes," McFist smiles, nodding in agreement.

"How'd they know about you?" Howard whispers to Amy, who grunts at her.

"I'm currently mad at you for framing me, but...I'm guessing his systems were still active when we weren't looking. But how did...Randy," She mutters under her breath in realization. "I told him saying my name out loud would result in something like this!"

Randy peeks through the door. "This party is a trap for the Ninja. And to interrogate Ames so that they can get to tell them who the Kunoichi is! And Howard said I wasn't invited. This whole thing is for me! Ah, she was right, I never should've said her name out loud. Now she's trapped inside all because of me! Why did I tell her to take up that waitress job?!"

"Okay, fine, I'm a fakie," Howard admits in shame. "And I did frame Smith, I put the ring in her pocket to get her kicked out. Don't kick me out, though," They've tied Howard and Amy to a Mexican death bear statue. "This is my thing. I finally got a thing."

"You did all of this just to get a thing?!" Amy hisses from behind the statue. "Howard, just because Ran and I have a thing doesn't mean you get to treat us like we're garbage! ...Actually, that is something you would do."

McFist walks up to the crying Howard. Amy sighs a little, feeling a bit bad. "What's he whimpering about?"

"I believe he's saying his mustache isn't real," Viceroy raises a brow.

"The Ninja's a fakie?" McFist shakes a fist. "Shave his eyebrows, then destroy him."

"They think Howard's the Ninja?" Amy whispers to herself. "The robot must've messed up during the identification because of all the damage to it...it scanned the wrong person as the Ninja."

McFist clears his throat as he walks around and faces her. She clamps her mouth shut and thankfully he hadn't heard what she said. "So...Amelia, is it? What do you know about the Kunoichi?!"

"Nothing, and even if I did, I wouldn't tell you," She glares at him.

"Clearly, you're affiliated with her and the Ninja. The Ninja said your name," Viceroy places his hands on his hips, staring at her. "So tell us what you know!"

"I told you, I don't know anything! He must've been talking about another Amelia Smith," She rolls her eyes, feigning innocence.

"You're the only Amelia Smith in Norrisville," Viceroy crosses his arms. "So either you're their ally...or you're the Kunoichi!"

"That's ridiculous. I'm not the Kunoichi," She denies, shaking her head.

"Fine! If she won't tell us anything, then WE'LL DESTROY IT OUT OF HER!" McFist screams as Viceroy opens up a drawer. He pulls out the Whisker Whacker and activates it. McFist snaps his fingers and is handed a disintegrator gun. Amy pales at it and he points the weapon right at her face.

"Oh, please," Howard pleads with Viceroy, who comes closer with the activated whacker. "I come from a very hairy people. It won't be long before I can grow a real 'stache! Just please leave my brows alone!"

"I'll be back. I wanna get in on this eyebrow action, and then I WILL DESTROY YOU!" McFist tells her, walking around to watch Viceroy.

Amy tries to think of something and gets an idea. She pulls out some balloons that she took with her to the party and shimmies her arm to pull it free. She does the same thing with her other arm and starts to blow out a brown balloon.

"Smoke bomb!" Viceroy loses balance and shaves the midsection of the statue's belly instead of Howard's eyebrows. Amy slips out of the ropes and pulls out her mask. She whistles to Ninja to get his attention and he sees something, smiling behind the mask. She gestures for him to throw another smoke bomb towards them and he does so.

"Ah! Why would you do that?!" Howard exclaims at him, and the smoke allows Amy to transform. She jumps from behind the statue, joining Ninja's side.

"Nice thinking, Kuno. Now they'll think that you're still here and that you're not the Kunoichi," Ninja whispers to her. In place of Amy is a giant balloon in her likeness tied up in the ropes behind Howard, with her glasses over the balloon's eyes.

"Ninja?! Kunoichi?!" McFist shouts at the two in surprise. He flings his scarf and knocks the razor out of Viceroy's hand.

"Huh. So much for your plan," The evil scientist retorts to him. "Luckily, I always have a Plan B," He walks up to a golden statue of McFist, pressing the sides of the mustache from it. A hole opens up from the ceiling, with chainsaw werewolves surrounding the duo.

Kunoichi jumps into the air away from a flinging chainsaw, grabbing Ninja with her scarf. She throws him up into the air and he pulls out his swords. While still in the air, she pulls out her fans, backflipping and landing next to him. He turns around and points his sword at the group in front of them. Kunoichi jumps and lands on his shoulders, backflipping a chainsaw werewolf in the face. Ninja spins around and lands on his back so that she lands on his feet. He propels her into the air and she lands in front of the other two.

Ninja clashes with one before pushing him back, seeing one about to knock Kunoichi out from behind. He jumps on one to kick the other away from her. "Serves you right for kidnapping someone important to me!"

Kunoichi blushes behind her mask. He glances at the chainsaw werewolf nearby. "Ninja fetching ball!" He holds up a ball and the werewolf barks like a dog, running around them. She chuckles as Ninja throws it, and the werewolf falls for it. But then the ball explodes, destroying the chainsaw werewolf.

She turns around and throws her scarf at one. With a swing, she makes him attack another, destroying it. Then she does the same thing to another one.

"That was awesome," Howard comments as Ninja cuts him free. "And so gross."

"Get outta here," Ninja points to the door.

"Listen, I think maybe this Stache Society thing got a little out of-"

"Would you go?" He interrupts, tossing his scarf around Howard. He throws him through the double doors. Suddenly the two get caught in nets, dropping their weapons.

"Got 'em!" McFist grins, holding his net gun.

"Not good," Ninja comments as his mustache is growing out of control. Kunoichi tries to reach a weapon, but she can't since her arms are unable to move. McFist throws stuff off a table, spinning it to the middle of the room.

"This is it, Viceroy!" He throws the two onto the table side-by-side.

"Can't...be...it..." Ninja struggles to get out, same with Kunoichi, but to no avail.

"Ah, sir? The girl is still here," Viceroy looks at the Amy balloon. "So she can't be the Kunoichi."

"Who needs information from her now that we have the real Kunoichi right here?!" McFist gestures to her. Viceroy cuts off enough net to release their heads. McFist wiggles his fingers towards their masks, smiling happily.

"Are you gonna de-mask them or not?" Viceroy asks him.

McFist slams a fist near Kunoichi's head, causing her to flinch. "I'm savoring the moment!" He decides to do Ninja first, the hair crawling out from his mask.

"Ew! Oh, dear," He steps back as Viceroy covers his mouth in disgust. Kunoichi stares at them, looking over to Randy.

She almost falls off the table at the sight of his hair-covered face. He almost looked like Chewbacca. "The Ninja's got dog face," McFist cringes at the sight of him.

"Dog face?" Ninja then sees his face. "I lost control. You can't tell who I am. This is perfect!"

"Shave him while I get the Kunoichi," McFist orders Viceroy, and Kunoichi winces at that.

"Oh boy."

Viceroy pulls out the razor and Ninja gulps. McFist steadies him and he remembers the lesson. He panics a little as he sees McFist reaching out to Kunoichi's mask, Viceroy holding onto her.

Focus energy.

The hair grows and destroys the razor, also smacking McFist's hand away from Kunoichi. "My McFuzz Buzzer!"

"I'm just gonna take a little off the top..." McFist grabs a fallen chainsaw. "Of your neck!"

"Hypothetically, if he can..." She murmurs to herself, gasping. Kunoichi closes her eyes, her hair slowly unraveling from the braid. "Beard/hair block!" The batches of hair fight against the chainsaw. Kunoichi's hair smacks him away. "Stache slap," Ninja knocks him into the statue. The globe falls off and hits him on the head.

Ninja lays down, and she does the same. "Ninja facial hair escape!"

His hair grows all over, bursting him out of the net. Kunoichi's hair comes back to her and pulls her free. They flip and land side-by-side. Their hair goes back normal. "Sorry, McFist. Hair today, gone to...I can't even finish that."

"How can anyone with a straight face?" Kunoichi laughs along with him.

"Smoke bomb!" They both say, disappearing in a cloud of pink and red smoke.

"I always hated this plan," McFist states to Viceroy.

The next day, the two approach Howard at his locker in school. Thankfully, Randy got his mustache back to just no mustache with enough focus. "Howard, I did some heavy thinking last night, and I get what you were saying. I'm the Ninja, and Ames is the Kunoichi. That's our thing. But when you got your own thing, I lost my cheese."

"And I did too, but only because you framed me and you acted like a jerk about it," Amy crosses her arms.

"Hey, I'm sorry, man. And I'm sorry to you too, Ames, I put you in danger. Friends don't do that," He frowns at her. "If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have gotten into a trap by McFist."

"Well, at least I figured out why he asked me to come. And he still paid me afterwards!" She smiles, waving a few 50 dollar bills in her hand. "After he saw that I wasn't the Kunoichi, he doubled my earnings as an apology! Well...really, his wife forced him to, but still a good outcome."

"I guess we all learned something. You're an inconsiderate shoob, Amy brought this upon herself, and never apply a fake mustache with McStick-It Mega Glue," Howard turns around, pointing to the mustache still on his face.

Randy chuckles, poking it. "Wow, that's really stuck on there." He's about to reach out to it when he recalls that Howard didn't apologize for what he did to Amy. He turns to Amy with a knowing grin and she takes the end.

"Wait. No. Don't you-"

She pulls it off quickly and he lets out a scream. "Oops, I think I took a little lip with it," She smiles smugly as he puts a hand in front of his mouth in pain. "But that's for framing me. You know me, and that I would never steal."

"Ah...noted," Howard holds up a finger and Randy casually puts an arm around Amy's shoulder, smiling proudly.

"Hey, where'd you learn how to make a balloon clone of yourself?" He couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, from Grandpa! He taught me. Oh, and for what happened at the party…thanks for defending me, Ran," She smiles up at him and he blushes bashfully.

"Oh, you know...you're a great person and all...you didn't deserve to be framed."

She hugs him and he stiffens, getting even redder. Then the bell rings and she walks off. "I'll see you guys in class. Thanks again!" She runs off and Randy faints in front of Howard, eyes sparkling.

"Did you see that? She hugged me~"

"Shoob," He shakes his head at him.