Angel: *pinches nose* They put the delivery on hold for my laptop, all because the warranty is about to expire on it. But I am still getting it on Monday, they confirmed at least that much. Thanks to Cristina Correa for the support, because I have been through enough damn it XD I need just one week where nothing has to happen...which will be coming up on the first week of October. I will talk about that next week, since it's kind of a big deal.
Hip hop music is blaring in the cafeteria as people were trying to eat. Bucky and a band member's hat bounce into the air as they try to eat. Bucky's mashed potatoes land on his friend's face.
Oh yeah!
I'm rappin'
The voice belongs to Bash as the music is making it difficult for people to eat.
I'm saying words while that guy makes funny mouth sounds
Rap, yeah, beat that!
He and his friends are in the middle of a rap battle with Rudd Rhymez and his crew. The DJ plays his beats as Rhymez has a microphone in hand.
Your rhymes is cold and runny, sad and unfunny
Like this plate of mashed potatoes
He holds a plate of mashed potatoes over Hayden's mouth.
Make a kid sick to his tummy
He dumps it over the boy's mouth, who just eats it. The students all cheer.
"What happened? Did we win?" Bash asks cluelessly. Howard takes a bite out of his pizza, having watched the whole thing.
"Oh, my snap, that was awesome! Rhymez is so cool. We gotta get in his crew." He then sees his friends. "Cunningham and Smith...once again something mind-blowing happens, and you're both in those stupid books. This is why I don't read," He places his hands on his hips. He then smirks as he gets an idea. He moves Amy's body so that she's sitting up.
Meanwhile, the two are in their Nomicons, learning a new attack, or at least trying to. "Okay, okay. I got it." Amy rubs her chin nearby. The speech appears nearby. Randy nods for the brunette to begin.
"Stay grounded, do not waver. The dirt itself will pay you a favor."
"To stop, uh, your enemies," Randy doesn't seem to remember as it's foes, not enemies. A buzz sound occurs and Amy flinches slightly. She sighs knowingly, facepalming as enemies is crossed out and replaced with foes.
"Agh!" Randy slaps himself on the forehead. "I knew it was foes. So close."
"Relax, we'll just try again," Amy tells him gently. "How about this time together?" He nods at her. "Take a deep breath."
He does so with her guidance and she clears her throat. "Stay grounded, do not waver. The dirt itself will pay you a favor. To stop your foes and hold them back, harness the soil for an Earth attack!" Both of their columns start to move, alarming them.
"...Did it work?" Amy asks slowly, glancing at him.
"Only one way to find out," He starts to move his column with his hands. Amy does the same and they beam at each other, moving to the right slightly. Then they go up. "So...honkin'...Bruce!"
"We did it!" Amy cheers and they share a high-five. Since they're still controlling their pillars, she accidentally creates a slab between the two of them. She looks at it in alarm, both pillars wobbling. Randy falls onto it first and then Amy trips on top of him. He catches her by the waist. "Oops."
Both of them end up laughing as she steadies herself with one hand. Randy pauses as he looks up at her and then she realizes their position, staring into his eyes. They blink at each other, their hearts beating softly.
"...Ran...?" She murmurs slowly, a flash appearing nearby. They scramble away from each other to read it.
"Words can be more powerful than the sword. Words, really? 'Cause I've never stabbed a robo-lizard with a word."
His column shakes sharply and she giggles. "Words are more than meets the eye, you know."
"I'm just saying," He shrugs before they're pushed out of the books.
Howard is holding their Nomicons, laughing as he's taking pictures. Amy's Nomicon is disguised as her Spanish book, while Randy's is disguised as his math book again. He hides his phone as he sees that they're out of it.
"We're up! We're up. What did I miss?" He glances at Amy, whose head was rested on his shoulder. He blushes deeply and she realizes their position, moving away quickly. She looks away in embarrassment, glaring at the smug Howard.
"Only everything. You and I are joining Rudd Rhymez's posse," He smiles at the two, looking at the group.
"Rhymez's posse? Me?" Amy gestures to herself. "I don't know..."
"You already sing. Rapping's not that different," Howard stares at her and she rolls her eyes.
"Yes, they are. I can't rap, I've never done it!"
"Posse? Okay, yeah, totally. Let's posse...wait, were you taking pictures of us?" Randy glares at him accusingly.
"Nooo..." He looks away with a small smirk. "And I definitely didn't move your bodies while you were in the Nomicons."
"Howard!" They both shout at him.
"Just hand us the Nomicons and your phone and we'll-" Randy reaches out to them, but Howard holds them away.
"Oh, no. Until we're in that crew, these books stay with me."
"You can't do that!" Amy protests to him. "What if they contact us or something?"
"Howard, you know we can't let you do this. Give us the books," Randy smiles slightly, hoping he'll give it back and be reasonable about this.
"I'll give you the books...when you pry them from my cold, greasy hands."
They try to pull them away, but he pulls back. Then they go flying out of their hands due to the grease on them. They land right on mashed potatoes from Rhymez's tray, and the food lands on his hat. Amy looks at him in horror.
"Aww. I was just about to get my drink on and my snack on," He complains at this.
"Looks like the snack's on you. What-what!" His DJ teases his friend.
"Not cool, Tiny Timmy Scratch-it," Rhymez scolds him. He picks up the two books, and thankfully the books aren't too noticeable for him to know what they are.
"Hey, Rhymez," Randy and Amy approach him. "Randy Cunningham and Amelia Smith, 9th graders." Howard is just standing behind them with a huge grin on his face. Amy's holding her smaller notebook for Spanish in her hand, since she was planning on taking notes later. "Listen, we're so sorry about your hoodie, but those are our books."
"Your books?" Rhymez looks at them angrily.
"It was an accident," Amy smiles nervously, waving her hands. She then sends a glare to Howard.
"Uh-huh, they sure are. See, our friend Howard-"
Howard shoves past the two and they send him an annoyed look. "That's me. Howard Weinerman. Big fan."
"Why don't you stop fanboying and apologize too?" Amy hisses at him from behind.
"No way, it was your fault. You should've just let me have the books!" He points at the two of them, turning around to Rhymez. "BTW, any openings in your posse?"
Randy then pushes Howard to being behind them again. "Stop," Amy mouths to him and he glares at her.
"Just leave the books to them," He mutters and Amy slightly moves her leg, subtlety stomping on his foot. And since she was wearing boots, he holds his foot in pain, falling onto the ground. He shakes a little, wincing. "Oww..."
"What I'm trying to say, that's our books on your tray."
"First you splatter me, then you rhyme at me?" Rhymez asks in offense and Amy facepalms.
"No, that wasn't supposed to be a rhyme," Randy corrects himself. "And I said we were sorry I covered you with slime." All three of them cringe, Howard covering his eyes. "Ahh! Accident. That was an accident."
"Why would you say slime?!" Amy slightly hits him in the arm. "It was mashed potatoes."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He cries out as she rubs a temple.
"Look, Rhymez-"
"Ooh, it is on like kettle corn," The upperclassman shakes in rage. "You want your books? You're gonna have to battle me for 'em."
"What?!" Amy opens her mouth in disbelief. She didn't even rhyme!
"Yeah! Battle him, son!" Howard lifts up Rhymez's arm, acting hype.
"You ain't in my crew," Rhymez grabs his arm back.
"Right," Howard moves away awkwardly.
"Unless your little mousy friend here can do a tune and wants to back out now. Ampitheater. Ten minutes, punks," He narrows his eyes at them.
Amy has a shocked look on her face at the word as Randy glares at him. "Mousy?! Who are you ca-"
She silently shoves her book into his hands, shutting him up. Amy clears her throat and puts on a smug grin, watching the teenager about to leave.
Hey
His eyes go wide and he turns around. Amy reaches out to her hair, removing the hair tie. Everyone is silent as she lets her hair loose, removing her glasses.
You better shut your mouth
She points at him with the hand that has her glasses. Randy blinks at her in awe.
Open up your eyes and see
Rhymez's mouth opens as she was really not what he expected.
Cause you got nothing, nothing, nothiiiiiing on meeeeeee~
"Thanks for holding my book for me, Ran," She puts on her glasses and takes her journal back. She smiles as if nothing had just happened.
Rhymez holds up his hands in defense. "Rap battle. What-what!" Scratch-it declares between the two.
"And when we're through, won't be nothin' left of your crew," Rhymez taunts, noticing a smiling Howard next to him. "FYI. You're in their crew," He pushes him away. Scratch-it hides the books in his pants, causing Amy to gag in disgust.
"Your crew stinks, Cunningham and Smith," Howard declares to them. "Except for Smith! That was so Bruce! You just made him eat his words!" Howard exclaims at her. Amy adjusts her hair as Randy blinks at her.
"That's because he doesn't know enough about me to call me mousy," She narrows her eyes in annoyance. "The day I let that happen, I'll turn in my mask. Right Ran?"
Both of them notice him staring in awe of what just happened. Amy claps her hands in front of him and he snaps out of it.
"Sorry, what?"
Randy is scribbling in a book from the boys' locker room.
"Hey, you think my pants got enough sag?" Howard turns around to him, wearing a ridiculous outfit.
"Howard, I don't have time to worry about your sag. I gotta break off some serious lyrics. Quick, quick, quick, what rhymes with economic downturn?"
"I need saggier pants!" Howard exclaims, throwing things out of his locker.
Meanwhile, Heidi is already on stage in hip hop gear.
"What up, N to the V to the Double LE?" Heidi asks the crowd, who cheers. "Hizzle-dizzle me-casting live from Word War One."
"Maybe we should just Ninja/Kuno out and steal the books back," Randy suggests to Howard and Amy as they walk past the students that have made a path for them.
"No! If we don't show, we lose all the cred we have, which might I remind you, is no cred," Howard reminds Randy. "We will have negative cred."
"I have cred, I just don't care whether or not I have it," Amy whispers to him.
"Oh ho, you are so gonna wish you didn't say that, Smith," He points up to her and she moves away his finger in annoyance.
"I'm gonna choke, I just know it," She sighs wearily, hoping that she can do this.
"You showed up Rhymez in the cafeteria in front of people. The whole school, and you have a problem?" Howard asks, raising a brow at her.
"Give it up for the future losers..." Heidi announces as they get on stage. "My brothetic brother Howard, his bestie Rudy, and one of my biffers, Amy! No offense."
"None taken," She sighs slowly at her. Heidi leans in towards Howard, the mic away from her.
"What's the name of your crew?"
"Uh...we're...uh...3 Live Shoob," He says after thinking.
"3 Live Shoob?!" The others exclaim at him and he cringes.
"Yeah, it sounded cooler in my head."
"That doesn't sound cool! In anyone's head!" Amy pinches her nose.
"Aw, yeah, it's Rhymez times," Rhymez starts off as the hip hop music plays. "Scratch it, Scratch-It. You think you got mad flow, but you don't, bros. Drop the mike, let me go on with the show. Ladies first." He tosses the microphone to Amy, and she catches it.
"...Um...ah...You think you so whoa, but you ain't, bro. We take the show, so take a bow because we're high and low, yo. Change the mic, let Ran continue with the flow, bro."
"Oooh!" The crowd jeers as Rhymez's eyes widen at her. She shoves the microphone in Randy's hand with a small smile.
"Yeah! 3 Live Shoob rappin' up in this piece!" Howard takes the mic from him. "You want more rhymes? You can't handle the rhymes of...Randy Cunningham," He shoves the mic into his stomach, Amy looking at him in disbelief. "Here you go, buddy. I got 'em all warmed up for you." He leans in towards Amy. "That was good, now just project that onto him."
"That was lucky! The next one might not be so easy!" She mutters as she watches Randy in concern. He gulps as he looks at the crowd. He fidgets and Amy bites a fingernail nervously.
"Uh...My name is Randy and I'm here to say...uh..."
"What are you here to say?" Howard whispers to him.
"I don't know! I'm blanking out! Can't you take over for me?" He wants to give it to Amy.
"No, because he challenged both of us!" She covers the mic so she can whisper.
"Why did you say, you're here to say?" Howard glares up at him. "We're dying up here."
Randy darts his eyes around, sweating. Not only does he have nothing, but the girl he likes is standing right next to him, watching him humiliate himself. "And showing you the opposite of how it's done, it's 3 Shoobs Lose," Heidi comments, waving nervously at Amy. "Again, sorry Amy."
Randy glances at the books/Nomicons still in Timmy's pants. Doodles appear and he remembers the lesson.
Words can be more powerful than the sword.
"Okay, I hear you, Nomicon," Randy says, confusing Amy. "Here we go...yo, yo, yo, yo. Stay grounded, do not waver. The dirt itself will pay you a favor. To stop your foes and hold them back. Harness the soil for an Earth attack!"
Amy blinks at him in surprise, smiling softly. The crowd cheers for it. "Keep going," Howard encourages the two.
"That's all there is," Randy shrugs at him.
"Then make something up. Flow, guys. Flow!"
"I don't think you should continue that one. We don't know what it'll do!" Amy whispers to them.
"Well, nothing happened the first time," He murmurs back, turning back to the crowd. Heidi throws Amy another microphone.
"You thought we were defeated, but overheated. But we're coming back with our Earth attack."
A small tremor appears behind the crowd and Amy's eyes widen at it. "Uh, Ran? I think we should stop."
"Slithering, sliding, making you squirm. You so small, you look up to a..."He rubs his chin, thinking of a word to rhyme with it, but he can't. He leans towards Howard. "Howard, Ames, what rhymes with squirm?"
"Germ, term-"
"Worm!" Howard points to the tremor up ahead.
"Oh, worm, that's great," Randy smiles, not noticing the distress from either of his friends.
"Wait, no, don't say-"
"Worm. Yes! In your face, Rhymez," Randy brags to him. "That just happened."
A big worm just happens to burst out of the ground. "WORM!" Heidi screams, recoding it. The crowd looks behind them as the three friends scream. Everyone yells and runs away from the creature, Amy holding her hair in a panic.
"Oh, that's what it meant by powerful," Randy realizes as Amy drags a hand down her face.
"I should've never let you talk me into continuing the rap."
Scratch-it suddenly snatches the mics from Amy and Randy. "I wanted to give you your books back, but I can't," He holds up the books. "Because you're busters. And you rhyme like busters, Busters."
"What?!" Amy yells in disbelief. "That's not fa-!" The worm then suddenly knocks into him, Amy stepping back in shock. Then it eats him, diving back into the ground. The three friends run over to the hole, where it closes before they could do anything.
"It ate the Nomi-" Amy elbows Randy slightly. "Ah, our books!" Howard turns to look at him. "And Timmy. That's bad too."
"No, not Timmy," Rhymez falls onto his knees. "He was probably gonna graduate this year." Howard walks up to him, scratching his arm.
"I can't help noticing there's an opening in your posse." A shoe hits him in the back of his head. "Ow!" He turns around, rubbing his head as Amy had removed her shoe. Randy grabs the back of his collar. "Just think about it. That's all I'm asking," Randy pulls him back, grabbing Amy's fallen boot.
"Unbelievable, after all that, you're still fanboying," She huffs, and Randy holds out her shoe. She takes it and slips it on.
"Where'd that worm come from? McFist? The Sorcerer?"
"Could be, could be," Randy nods in agreement. "But I...think maybe we-"
"No, you. You did! I wanted to stop," Amy interrupts him, crossing her arms.
"Okay, maybe I caused it," Randy gives her a deadpan look. "You continued it."
"Yeah, but I saw the tremor, which is why I wanted you to stop!" She explains to him. "And you started the spell first!"
"Should have known," Howard comments knowingly. "This is classic Cunningham, but now it's a classic Smith too."
Amy lunges for him, but Randy holds her back. Seems Howard is angering everyone around him today.
"I choked!" Randy whines to Howard. "I thought of the first rhyme that came into my head."
"Yo, Cunningham, Smith," Rhymez calls out. "Don't even think you won, son. You're lucky that worm came to the show, bros. You'll pay when we get Timmy back, Jack."
"Rhymez," Randy starts off. "Can you stop rhyming for, like, one second?"
"Nothing can shut off my rhymes. I do it all the times," Rhymez retorts back. Suddenly, the monster worm shoots out of the ground, knocking the three of them off their feet. It snatches up Rhymez and the rest of his crew. "Somebody turn in my book report!" He screams as they get eaten too. The worm disappears once again, and they peek into the hole.
"Uh, guys, why did it just eat Rhymez and his crew?" Howard asks, gesturing to the hole.
"I think it's defending us 'cause we conjured it," His eyes widen. "Oh, so that's the Earth attack."
"You really shoobed it this time, guys. Smith, you're the smart one, why didn't you figure it out sooner?!"
"Hey, that was a new spell, Howard!" She defends in annoyance. "I'm not a book of 800 years!"
"Us? You're the one who lost the Nomicons in the first place," Randy glares at Howard.
"Yes, but everything that happened after that is your fault!"
"Howard, we did not ask for our books to land on Rhymez's table," Amy counts off. "We didn't ask to be in the rap battle. We-"
The ground shakes again. "You got an entire rap crew swallowed by a giant worm."
"You're the one who said worm!" Amy throws up her hands in exasperation.
"Howard, stop yelling at us," Randy warns him. "The worm, remember?"
The worm bursts out of the ground to roar at Howard. "No, no, no, no, we're not fighting," Howard stammers so he doesn't get eaten. "This is just a thing we do. We're pals."
The worm dives down, and Randy pulls his friends out of the way. All of them land on the ground. "It won't attack us, so just stay close and you'll be fine," Randy turns around to see Howard running off as the worm is chasing him.
"You had one job..." Amy sighs wearily as she shakes her head.
"Ah!" Randy screams at the situation, the two of them pulling out their masks. "Nobody eats our crew!"
He takes Amy's hand and together, they jump into a small hole. They appear out of it suited up just as the worm eats Howard.
"Ninja worm snag!" They use their scarves to grab hold of the worm. Then it goes back into the dirt, taking them along with it. The worm crawls deep into the ground and then stops, knocking them onto the floor.
The worm spits Howard out and then leaves through another hole. "Well, that was great," Howard opens an eye, standing up. "Good thing I'm not allergic to dust," He dusts himself off. "Oh, wait, I am allergic to dust." He lets out a sneeze. "This should be a fun afternoon."
"Are you done?" Kunoichi deadpans at him.
"Really?" Ninja continues in annoyance. "Are you trying to get attacked by a worm?"
"Oh, right," He sneezes right onto them, and they flinch in disgust. "Sorry. Sorry. Sorry." He then reaches for Kunoichi's hair and blows into it. "Thanks for the tissue, Kunoichi."
"Schnasty, Howard!" She whines slightly, weaving through the snot in her hair. "You know how disgusting that is? My hair is not a tissue for people to blow their noses into, ugh!"
A distant moan is heard nearby. "Ninja glow ball," Ninja tosses it onto the ground, and they find that it belongs to Timmy.
"Big worm just swallowed me up," He says into the mic. "Big worm...what-what!" His tears fly from his face, the three glancing at each other while feeling awkward. The rest of his friends pop up behind him.
"Is everyone alright?" Kunoichi asks them, but doesn't receive an answer. Rhymez walks up to them and grabs the two by the shoulders, shaking them.
"Get us outta here now!"
Because of his screaming, the worm arrives back to their location. Rhymez lets out another scream at the sight of it. The worm then eats Rhymez again. They both stare down at the hole the worm made in front of them.
"Time to put this worm on a hook," He states as they pull out their chain sickles. The worm rises from the ground again. Together, they rush forward towards it. They jump right past it as Kunoichi flips, landing on the back. She runs along the body, whistling to Ninja and pointing to a spot. He hits the worm at the back of its neck. Kunoichi spins around her chain and hits the tail of the worm. She jumps up and they both pull back, cutting the monster in half. Kunoichi sees Rhymez and throws her scarf at him. She catches his waist and pulls him out (no way was she using her hair inside a worm's body).
The two land safely as Rhymez stumbles over to his friends. He hides behind a rock, staring at the supposedly defeated worm.
"Huh. That was easier than I thought," Kunoichi comments as she stares at the worm, hands on her hips. They're about to do their fist bump, but the worm actually pieces itself back together, roaring at the duo.
"What the juice?!" They both exclaim in unison. Howard joins their side, pointing up at it.
"Didn't work, guys!"
The worm turns to him and roars in his face. "I mean, big thumbs up from this side of the cave."
"Hmm...words are what caused the worm to appear from the spell," Kunoichi murmurs as she glances at her partner.
"Words can be more powerful than the sword. Words, words. Earth attack!" He realizes what she was trying to tell him. "If using 'worm' in my rap made you, then...to stop your foes and hold them back, harness the soil for an Earth attack. Time's getting tight, so gimme a hand," He scoops up handfuls of sand. "To win this fight, I need warriors of sand." He throws the sand into the air, and they turn into Ninjas.
"Whoa!" The duo exclaims, beaming at each other behind the masks.
"Those are sand ninjas. I call 'em Sandjas. Just made that up. Your turn, Kuno."
She closes her eyes, her hair slowly coming out of the braid to move around her. Ninja stares at her in surprise and she focuses.
"To stop your foes and hold them back, harness the soil for an Earth attack. Now that our spell has grown, give me the aid of warriors made of stone!" She holds out her arms, rocks separating from around them. Two Kunoichis made of stone join the Sandjas.
"That was so cool!" Ninja pumps his fists as her hair falls around her. She flicks her wrists to make her tessens appear, Ninja standing by her side with sword ready. Together, all of them run up towards the worm, Kunoichi's 70-feet of long hair trailing behind her. They all jump into the air, and Kunoichi flies past the worm, a slice being heard. Ninja stares at her in awe as she lands in front of him, turning around to see that she cut a piece off. The two nod at each other and charge again, slicing the worm to pieces. Once they land again, the worm reforms itself.
"Ah! He keeps putting himself back together," Ninja says in irritation, turning to Kunoichi. "What do we do?!"
"If cut too big, he'll put himself back together again," She holds up a finger. "But if we cut small enough..." She gestures to a sandja, who drops some sand.
"The pieces would be too small enough to put back together!" He exclaims, grabbing Kunoichi and spinning her around. "What would I do without you, Kuno?"
She giggles slightly at him and he puts her down, hands still on her waist. "Okay, Sandjas, Stonichis, which I just made up, not sure what this is gonna do, but Earth Ninja cyclone attack!"
They do some movements to make a circle. The Sandjas and Stonichis join together to become a glowing cyclone, wrapping around the worm. The worm struggles, but the two keep spinning their arms around. They spread out the rocks and stones with their arms, and soon the worm is nothing but dust. Everyone lets out a cough from the dust, also sneezing.
Howard rushes over to his friends as Ninja gestures to the sand. "Looks like the early Ninja got the worm, huh?"
"Ugh, where do you get this stuff?" Kunoichi shakes her head slowly, reaching behind her and dusting off the sand from her hair.
"That didn't really work," Howard shrugs as she starts to braid her hair. Ninja jumps and lands on the sand.
"Thank you, noble Sandjas and Stonichis. You can go now. You're done Earth attacking."
The two teams high-five, disappearing to regular sand and rocks once again. "Hey, one question," Howard starts off to the two. "If the Sandjas listen to you...why didn't you just tell the worm to stop? Someone as smart as you would've figured that out a long time ago, Kunoichi."
Her eyes widen as she slowly drops her hands from her hair. The two have gone silent as Kunoichi facepalms herself. They could've avoided all of this if she had just realized that sooner...then again, she's still inexperienced with this spell.
"Smoke bomb!" They say instead of answering his question.
In the amphitheater, everyone has returned back to their seats. Howard is sitting near the front, still in his hip-hop clothes. He's near the front as his two friends land behind him side-by-side. "We got our books back," He gestures to the fake books. "All Rhymez wanted was a non-rhyming apology...And we have to dry clean his hoodie."
"Thankfully, I guided him during the apology and for the sake of the situation, I apologized to him too," Amy crosses her arms. "...And I have to make him lunch for a week, but worth it. I already make two lunches a day. At least he apologized for what he said about me."
"You know, I learned a valuable lesson today," Randy glances at Amy. "Ninja or Kunoichi spells are not to be used in freestyle rap battles."
"As they say, words are more powerful than the sword," Amy shrugs at him, causing the two to smile knowingly at each other.
"It amazes me that you two had to learn that lesson," Howard comments at the two.
"Me too, buddy. Me too," He pats Howard on the shoulder.
She grunts as she looks away. "I wouldn't have even been in that situation if you would've just given us our books. From now on, no more getting grease on them so that this doesn't happen again."
"Hey, Rhymez was the one who called you mousy, not me," Howard gestures to himself. "Maybe he was right."
Amy smacks him slightly with her Nomicon as she heard that. "Ow!"
"I'm not mousy; don't you know what that word means?" She glares at him from behind. "It means lack of presence or charisma."
"Don't worry, Ames," Randy places a hand on her shoulder in assurance. "Don't listen to him, he doesn't know what he's talking about. You're perfect."
She blushes deeply, moving a bang towards her ear. "T-Thank you."
He goes a bit pale as he realizes what he said. He basically just hinted at his feelings for her, which he's not ready to do yet. "I-I mean, not that you're awful, you're not! Just that you're not mousy, which I don't think you are. I-I mean, you're way pretty. Not that I think that. Y-You're not ugly, I just meant—ah—um-you-"
"Really?" Howard pinches his nose as Randy keeps stammering. Amy glances away with a small blush.
"Umm...this is kind of embarrassing..." However, she can't tell if this is more embarrassing for him or her.
"Yo, C, we gonna do this or what?" Rhymez thankfully interrupts from the stage.
"Did you get us in the posse?" Howard looks to Randy in excitement.
Randy laughs slyly at him. "Better."
"Give it up for Rhymez and the Yo-Men, featuring 30 Seconds to Math!" Rhymez announces to the cheering crowd.
"You know how I got eaten by a giant worm?" Howard turns to Randy happily. "You're forgiven." He runs onto the stage. "What-what!"
Randy and Amy both join him. Randy grabs his keytar while she spins a microphone in her hand. They start to play as Amy smiles, clapping along to the beat.
Back in black
On the attack
Amy and Randy sing together, smiling at their voices.
On fire so hot
It'll singe a Ninja