A bowl inside a machine gets vegetables in it, riding a conveyor belt. Soup is poured into, and then earns a stick for a reason. A cylinder-like machine covers up the bowl of soup to take away the bowl and leave the soup in its bowl shape with the stick out. Then it's brought to Howard as he giggles happily. The three were just in line to get soupsicles, a creation obviously from McFist or more accurately Viceroy. Randy and Amy both have one as they walk away from the line. In each soupsicle, the ingredients are clearly visible from the inside.
"I used to think hot soup was cool," Howard grins up at them. "But I was wrong! Frozen soup? That's what's hot!"
"These new soupsicles are the cheese!" Randy smiles at his. "Except for the meat ones. Those are the meat!"
"My personal favorite is the tomato one," Amy grins, licking her plain red soupsicle.
"I love them so much!" Howard's eyes shine before he takes a lick. The boys lick eagerly and Amy backs away slightly with a weirded out look.
"Do you two need a moment?" She raises a brow teasingly and Randy gives her a playful look. Then he sees the warning label.
"Warning: do not consume more than 2 soupsicles in 24 hours. I wonder why that is..." He looks to Amy, who shrugs cluelessly.
"How would I know? Before I came to Norrisville, we didn't even have this kind of thing."
"No! Don't ask why that is!" Howard grips their collars, bringing them close.
"Yeah! Why that is?" They hear the new voice and look to see Debbie Kang standing there with a curious look. "Looks like I found my next expose for the Norrisville High Gazette Times Tribune Weekly Daily Press Chronicle: Online Edition!" She then walks away with a smile.
"Great job, guys!" Howard releases them in irritation. "Now 'Scoops' Kang is gonna investigative report us right out of soupsicles!"
"...Okay, one, wrong use of the word investigative," Amy crosses her arms. "Two, I am the school president, so it's not like I don't have experience to avoid interviews from Debbie Kang. And three, relax," She rolls her eyes. If anything, she would rather do an interview for Heidi. At least her female biffer is more lenient and less prying...most of the time. Debbie, on the other hand, since she is a reporter...not so much. In fact, Amy tends to avoid interviews from her because Debbie is a little too curious for her liking.
"Yeah, Ames is right. I'm sure that's not gonna happen. Wanna try my soupsicle, Ames?" He smiles, holding it out to her.
"Oh, sure-"
"Are you?" Howard demands them before she can even take it. "Are you sure?"
"Hallway mopeds revoked! Two day school week scrapped! TVs removed from desks!" After the third one, Howard is spinning the newspapers from his McFist Pad. "Spinney newspaper app recalled for McFist Pad-" The app disappears just as he finishes reading that one. "Aw!"
"You're right! Her comprehensive reporting and in-depth analysis ruin everything we love," Randy's eyes widen. "We have to stop her!"
"We?" Amy points between herself and him. "This is just how journalism works, you guys. Nothing you can do about that."
"But for once in your life, you'd be beating Debbie Kang~" Randy wraps an arm around her. "You wanted to do the newspaper but she took it first! Multiple times you've fought to be the smartest in class, but now, with taking this down, you'd be beating her at her own game."
"That is true..." Amy rubs her chin. "But..."
"She's the youngest editor in the history of the N.H.G.T.T.W.D.P.C. Online edition," Howard finishes for her. "You can't stop her."
"For once, I have to agree with Howard. That's something I thought I'd never say," Amy glances at him.
"Maybe we can't...but we know two people who can."
The Nomicons flash from their bags and Randy groans, handing Howard his soupsicle. Howard secretly snatches Amy's when she's not looking. "Aw now? Howard, save our—nope, you're eating them. You've already eaten them. Great!"
"Thanks a lot," Amy deadpans before they run off in opposite directions. Howard to the machine and the other two to go find a safe place.
"Alright, machine. Vegetable beef. Warm me up a cold one!" He presses the machine to create another soupsicle.
A boy flushes the toilet, walking away from the stall next to Randy's. Amy's hiding in her locker. "Okay, Nomicon, little help here."
He opens it up and they both get shloomped in, falling into the world of the Nomicon. They land safely on sand, for once, and are surrounded by villagers in a town. One police officer it seems, wearing the 9 symbol, is directing traffic. He guides one villager forward as a racing horse is coming.
Both of them gasp sharply, flinching and looking away. The horse bumps right into the villager, who disappears in pieces and then forms into the advice. Once it's over, the two look up. "Beware the wrong words from the right person. Yes! Exactly! I have to stop Debbie Kang from writing the wrong words."
Amy sighs, facepalming herself and shaking her head.
"So, can we go...do that...now?" Randy asks awkwardly before clomping is heard. They turn around to see the same horse approaching them. Both of them yelp, but Randy pushes Amy out of the way, and they both exit their books.
"Smoke bomb!" Red and pink smoke appear from one of the empty rooms of the school, which Debbie uses to write her papers. Debbie coughs as Ninja and Kunoichi are standing behind her. "Probably shouldn't do that in confined spaces. Maybe crack a window."
"Hurry up before I die!" Kunoichi calls out in disgust, coughing from the fart smell, which seems to block out the strawberry smell. Either that, or it made the strawberry smell worse. Debbie opens up the window, still coughing.
"Ninja! Kunoichi! What are you guys doing here?" She asks in confusion once she sees them.
"Good question. One of the five w's. Number two, I think," He grins behind the mask, holding up a finger. "Am I right or am I right?" He nudges Kunoichi slightly.
"Surprisingly, yes," She blinks at him and he pumps a fist.
"Alright! I'm learning!"
"Baby steps," She sighs slightly with a blank look.
"No wonder you're the youngest editor in the history of the N.H.G.T.T.W.D.P.C. Online edition," Ninja crosses his arms smugly.
"Cut to the chase, guys," She has an amused look, knowing that they're not here just for a chat.
"Not a big fan of the small talk, huh? That's alright," Ninja throws a Ninja ring at a picture of a soupsicle, which are the main focus of her bulletin board. "Listen, do the Ninjas a solid. Back off the soupsicles, Debbie Kang."
"Please," Kunoichi adds in politely, not wanting to threaten her.
"C'mon, guys. What kind of frozen soup on a stick comes with a warning label?" She rubs her chin with curiosity. "Something's fishy."
"Yeah. It's the chowder. And it's..." He kisses his fingers, a heart flying away towards Kunoichi. It hits her cheek and she stiffens. "Delicious."
"Just because something's delicious doesn't mean it's safe," Debbie points out.
"De-e-e-bbie..." He chuckles, placing a hand on her shoulder. "We're talkin' soup here. Harmless. Frozen. Natural...probably."
"But can I quote you two?" She asks them, taking her camera.
"Sure. Why not? We love soupsicles!"
"And each other, right?" Debbie asks, taking another photo and Kunoichi coughs as Ninja drops his happy expression.
"W-What? No!"
"Then why did you direct a heart at her while talking about soupsicles?" Debbie smirks, pointing between the two of them. "Seems like you lay it on quick, huh, Ninja?"
Ninja scoffs as Kunoichi stammers. "T-that's...well...um...you see...it's...bye!" She runs towards the window and jumps out of it, rolling to a stop. Ninja seems to have the same idea as he smokebombs away and Debbie coughs, waving a hand.
No way should they let it slip that they're going out. It's exactly why she didn't want to tell him her identity in the first place…
"Hmm..." McFist looks at the news later on after Debbie's published it. "Ninja and Kunoichi love soupsicles! I HATE THOSE GUYS! But you gotta admit, they do give great headline. Gotta say, I wasn't surprised to find that they're a thing, it's SO obvious." McFist opens up the cooler nearby. "Frozen soup on a stick! And you said it couldn't be done."
"I said it could be done," Viceroy corrects, gesturing to himself. "Then I did it!"
McFist wraps an arm around him. "We showed 'em all, didn't we?" He's about to eat the soupsicle stick, to Viceroy's alarm.
"Sir!" He slaps the soupsicle out of his boss' hand, messing up his mustache. "You can't eat that! It's your third soupsicle. If you exceed the daily recommended dose..."
"What?" McFist asks curiously.
"Well let's just say I...wouldn't recommend it," He smiles sheepishly.
Howard is literally eating a soupsicle whole when the two meet up with him at their lockers. "Nice work, guys," He takes it out of his mouth with a smile. "You got Kang to drop the story!" He puts the soupsicle back in his mouth and his stomach rumbles, badly.
"You okay, buddy?" Randy raises a brow at him.
"That's not your 'I'm hungry' tummy rumble," Amy stares down at the obese boy. He's about to speak when his stomach literally shakes.
"Did that come from inside of you?"
His eyes turn green as his stomach seems to have a mind of its own, and he belches, releasing something onto their faces.
"Oh gross, my mouth was open!" Amy looks away, gagging.
"Om-nom. Better than okay!" Howard states and his eyes do seem normal, but something wasn't really right. "Those things taste twice as good on the way back."
"Howard, your eyes were glowing!" Randy points out.
"And you said om-nom. You never say that," The brunette turns back around. "Not to mention, you looked like you were about to explode."
"You think it's 'cause of the soupsicles?" Randy turns to her in slight concern.
"Maybe we should check it out..." She crosses her arms in thought.
Howard just bursts out laughing and the two give each other a brief look before looking back at him. "I'm laughing because what you two said is so ridiculous."
"Ha ha ha!" Randy laughs too and Amy shakes her head slowly. It's days like this one that make her wonder why she even sometimes does the reckless stuff. "Yeah, no, you're probably right. So, how many of those have you had?"
"I dunno..." Howard shrugs, pulling out a little house made out of soupsicle sticks. "This many?"
"BOOOF!" Randy blinks at it in alarm as Amy recoils back with wide eyes.
"That's at least 50! And yet this has only been in school for a few days!" Amy gestures to the machine. "You had those all today?!"
"You know, the sign said you're only supposed to have two of those a day," Randy gestures to the soupsicle maker.
"Yeah, well, the Ninja and Kunoichi love 'em," He throws away the house, pulling up his McFist Pad. "If it's good enough for them, it's good enough for me!"
They frown as his stomach growls uncontrollably again and he bites his lip. It shakes again, through no control of his own, and his eyes glow again. Amy hides behind a cringing Randy as the stomach and cheeks from Howard grow bigger. Howard just lets out another burp right into their faces. Randy's eyes water as Amy covers her mouth.
"I was hiding behind you and yet I experienced that..." She murmurs in dismay.
"My mouth's itchy," Howard looks at his tongue before eagerly running to the machine. He presses the button for more soupsicles, and they couldn't help but feel that this has to do with the 'no more than 2 soupsicles a day' rule...
And if this was the result, they'd rather be safe than sorry.
"Smoke bomb!" They appear in the room again, and just like last time, the room is filled with smoke. "Sorry, sorry. Window, got it," Ninja opens it and Kunoichi rubs a temple.
"Next time we gotta warn people. Or at least do it outside."
"What is it now, Ninja and Kunoichi?" Debbie asks with a strained voice, looking annoyed. Ninja chuckles nervously as Kunoichi bites her lip behind the mask.
"Yeah, funny thing, about before...we may have jumped the gun on the whole 'soupsicles' thing."
"So you don't love them?" Debbie puts on the investigative look.
"No, no, no, we love them, but they may not be as safe as we thought they were." Kunoichi elbows him. "I may not have thought they weren't safe..."
"Soupsicles: Delicious?" Debbie begins typing. "Or deadly?"
"No, no, no!" Ninja corrects himself again. "Not deadly. More like...unsafe-sicles."
"Unsafesicles! Good stuff."
Ninja facepalms himself as Kunoichi leans in towards him. "This thing isn't working out for you, is it?" Normally, she wouldn't even try to do this for Howard, but he means a lot to Randy. Even if he and Amy don't get along sometimes. And he has done some nice stuff for her in the past, without admitting to it.
"Look, it's not like we don't love soupsicles. We just don't think that they're safe for consumption. Hypothetically, a guy we know is obsessed with them, and he won't give up eating them, so we're trying to cut him off for his own good," Kunoichi crosses her arms.
"So you do hate soupsicles!"
"What, no!" Kunoichi facepalms at this.
"Not so easy, is it?" Ninja smirks at her, earning a small glare from the girl.
"If this Ninja thing doesn't work out for ya, you come work for me," Debbie offers him. "You can also work on my gossip column about you two."
"Great, great! That would be-"
"No, don't!" Kunoichi holds out a hand.
"Smoke bomb!"
He disappears and the fart smell occurs yet again in the small space. "Are you kidding me?!" Debbie coughs as Kunoichi pulls out her fans, fanning out the smell.
"Definitely gonna need to have a talk about that."
Randy looks at the newspaper article from the McFist Pad, with the word unsafesicles as the headline. "I hope we did the right thing," He glances to Amy. "Howard won't be too mad, right?"
She's about to speak up when a horrified scream interrupts her.
"Nooooooooo-ho-ho-ho-ho!"
"Howard?" They both look up to see the boy holding a robo-ape's leg as he's taking away the machine.
"I think he's more than just mad," Amy cringes slightly.
"You can't do this!" Howard pleads with the robot. "Soupsicles are my life. Come on, have a heart!"
"Due to a recent expose in the N.H.S.G.T.T.W.D.P.C. Online edition, soupsicles are now banned," The robo-ape explains to him.
"Hey, buddy," Randy and Amy join the boy behind him, following him. "What's going on? You seem...upset?"
"I'm upset alright! Thanks to Debbie Kang and her stupid newspaper, I'm losing the only thing I ever loved."
"Wasn't that any kind of meat?" Amy whispers to Randy, who shrugs at her.
"My heart burns, Cunningham and Smith," Howard declares up at them, groaning on the floor as his stomach shakes. He lets go of the robo-ape and holds his stomach, the two gasping in surprise. He lays down on his back as his stomach shakes and he holds it, groaning.
"Howard?" Randy bends down to him in concern as Amy sits behind his head. "Howard, speak to me!"
"Why does this keep happening?" Amy murmurs before Howard lets out another burp into Randy's face.
"Burp! Burp in my mouth!"
"Now you know how I feel," Amy crosses her arms at him. Howard grips one collar each with both hands.
"Stop him, you guys! Don't let him take my soupsicles..." He groans, falling back onto the ground. Amy glances over her shoulder at the robo-ape.
"Don't worry, we'll fix everything," Randy looks up, sprinting over to Amy and taking her arm. He pulls her over to the robo-ape. "Hold it right there, robo-ape!" He tries to put on a brave face as he holds a hand in front of the robot. He then leans in towards the robo-ape. "You gotta get this machine out of here."
"That is what I was doing before you stopped me," He informs as the both of them push against the machine.
"As the class president, I forbid it!" Amy says dramatically.
"No! It's not fair! Gotta get him off the soup. Keep going, push right past us. Make it look real."
"Get out of the way," The robo-ape orders them, pushing forward.
"Great! Yeah! This is good. You're nailing it!" They slide right past the machine, falling onto the ground. "No! For the love of shoob-manity! All is lost."
"This is injustice!" Amy holds her head, trying not to laugh. Randy puts on a smile.
"Sorry, Howard. We tried, man...Howard?" He looks to see that the boy is no longer on the floor. "Howard?"
"He'd have to be a complete idiot to try to-"
The doors close behind her and her eyes widen. "Oh boy..."
They rush over to the door, peeking through the glass to see Howard squeezing through the machine. The robo-ape closes the trunk and walks away as the truck leaves with Howard inside.
"Howard! No..."
"Now what are we gonna do?" Amy sighs, pinching her nose in disbelief. Of course Howard would go and do this kind of thing...
"Howard!"
Debbie is writing her article when she hears Amy and Randy screaming outside the open window. She peeks outside and sees the truck driving past. She then looks down the road to see Ninja and Kunoichi chasing after the truck. Debbie quickly erases what she had typed and wrote:
Why are the Ninja and Kunoichi following that truck?
"I'm gonna find out!" She grins eagerly, pulling out her camera.
Ninja swings on light poles with his scarf, coming to a stop. Kunoichi is still running, spinning her hair around like a lasso. Ninja takes out his phone and puts it to his ear.
"Call Howard!"
"Calling Howard."
The phone rings and all Ninja gets his voice fart voicemail. "Leave a message."
"He's not answering!" Ninja calls out to his partner, watching her run. She looks over her shoulder.
"All this over frozen soup, ugh!" Kunoichi narrows her eyes in annoyance.
As Howard's phone beeps from inside the machine, he's clearly eating more soupsicles, but then his eyes grow wide, narrowing.
The truck returns back to the soupsicle factory, McFist and Viceroy already inside. "We're taking a bath in frozen soup here, Viceroy. I can't believe the Ninja and Kunoichi turned on soupsicles like that!"
"Well at least nothing bad happened," Viceroy states to him.
"Define bad," A voice speaks up.
"Yikes!" Mcfist turns around to Debbie, who somehow got here before the Ninja and Kunoichi. "Who are you supposed to be?"
"Debbie Kang, for the N.H.G.T.T.W.D.P.C. Online edition," She holds out a recorder to him. "We ask the questions people want answered."
"Like what?" He raises a brow in confusion.
"Like what happens when you eat more than two soupsicles in a day?"
"That is a question I want answered," McFist turns to Viceroy quizzically since he doesn't even know himself.
"Well, it's hard to describe," Viceroy rubs his chin. "It's kind of ah, well...and a little bit, eeeh," He makes these noises that don't help. "But mostly it's like-"
Shaking from the soupsicle machine Howard is in gets their attention. They see the machine being punched from the inside, and then the top breaks off. Something breaks through the machine entirely, digging through it. It turns around to reveal that it's Howard, with a big belly, red claws, and a bubbly mouth.
"Om-nom-nom-nom-nom!" He lets out two belches.
"That," Viceroy gestures to him, Debbie holding up her camera for a photo.
"Sooooooooooooup!" He hollers, the girl snapping a picture. He shakes his head at the flash, turning to her and roaring in anger. "You!" He jumps out of the truck and grabs her waist with one hand, lifting her up. "You ruin soup!" He partially blames her for the soupsicle machine being taken away from school thanks to her paper. "Nom-nom-nom-nom!"
She screams in alarm and suddenly, the door is forced open by an exhausted Ninja and Kunoichi. She falls onto the stairs, both of them panting. The duo try to catch their breaths, but it was a long run over to the factory.
"Okay..." He pants, all of them silent as they try to process their arrival. "We...had to run...there was a train...we...too long...three engines...think it was a freight train..."
"So...freaking...tired..." Kunoichi wipes off the sweat from her forehead, heaving up and down. She slowly sits on the floor. "Couldn't...get...the truck...we...ran for like 10 miles...need to join a gym..."
"You! You ruin soup, too!" Howard also blames them because if it wasn't for their interview, then Debbie would've left the soupsicles alone. "Nom-nom-nom-nom-nom-nom!"
Kunoichi looks up and gasps sharply as they both immediately recognize Howard. "Is that Howard?! So that's what more than 2 soupsicles does to someone."
Ninja turns to their two enemies wide-eyed. "You sold this stuff in schools?"
"Don't look at me," McFist gestures to himself. "I said it couldn't be done."
"You're despicable!" Kunoichi clenches a fist, narrowing her eyes. Howard walks past the two enemies with Debbie, and they approach Viceroy.
"How do we change him back?"
"It's soupiscle madness!" Viceroy informs them. "The only cure is to cleanse his system." He bites his lip nervously.
"Well, that shouldn't be too hard," Ninja turns to Howard, only to find him eating more soup. Howard gets even bigger, alarming Debbie as he grows taller, roaring. "Come on! What the soup is wrong with you?"
"Aw man, this is even worse than the Tengu and Wastrila possessing him," Kunoichi murmurs as she stares at him.
"Ninja! Kunoichi! Help!" Debbie calls out to them. Ninja flings his scarf to a mast and swings, kicking the barrel of soup away from Howard. The soup lands behind Ninja as Kunoichi flips to a stop behind him.
"Nom-nom-nom!" The bubbles foam around the mouth and Ninja smacks him across the face. "Ouch. Nom nom," He rubs his cheek in pain.
"What was that?" Debbie asks in disbelief.
"I don't wanna hurt him..." Ninja murmurs, since that's their best friend.
"And you think a slap is gonna cleanse his system?" Kunoichi gestures to Howard, who kicks Ninja into a box of soupsicles. He then grabs Kunoichi by the hair and she yelps. Ninja rubs his head, only to be hit by a thrown Kunoichi from Howard. Both of them groan as she slowly gets off him, looking up ahead.
"You write wrong words!" Howard points at Debbie. "Make soupsicles go away! Nom nom."
Ninja gasps and the advice floats over their heads. "Beware the wrong words from the right person!" He narrows his eyes and grabs a moving bowl. Kunoichi uses her hair to follow him. "We used our ninj-fluence to get Debbie Kang to back off the soupsicle story!" He adjusts himself as Kunoichi is on the other side, frowning in worry. "We put you in danger! Your fight isn't with her, it's with us."
"All Debbie did was write the story, she didn't do anything wrong," Kunoichi stares down at them.
"It's true," Debbie points out.
"Now all we have to do is get that soup out of you," Ninja narrows his eyes, glancing at Kunoichi. "A-And how do we do that?"
She rolls her eyes at him and Howard puts Debbie to a moving bowl. She grips it tightly as the two land on a pipe. They leap forward to kick him, but he knocks them in opposite directions. Ninja hits the wall face-first as Kunoichi slides into a box of soupsicles painfully. Debbie grips the bowl with her hands, looking over to the business man.
"Mr. McFist! Can I get an exclusive interview about the mutant soup you put in Norrisville High?" She calls out and McFist reacts nervously.
"Uh...guh..." He glances between her and Viceroy. "Uh...I'll get back to you on that..." Meaning he's not going to comment. He pulls Viceroy by the collar over to the bathrooms. "Gave her the slip, Viceroy. I'm never gonna get back to her on that," He laughs as he walks inside, Viceroy following behind him. He closes the door, Ninja and Kunoichi sliding to a stop nearby.
"How do we get all of the soupsicle out of his system?" He grabs her arms, shaking her.
"Stop shaking me!" She pushes him off. "We'd have to make him undigest it."
"You mean using the puking poke?" Ninja raises a brow.
"Do you really wanna experience that much soup puking everywhere?"
"Nope," He replies quickly, looking back to the approaching Howard. The arrows point to his belly and then two doodle Ninjas eye the bathroom.
"Oh great...we gotta make him...you know. Go," Kunoichi places a hand on her forehead. "And the best way to do that is by having him hear the sound of running water."
"Ninja running water sound effect balls!" He throws them at the wall and water spills from them. They watch as Howard glances around nervously and then wiggles his legs around. He spins around and Kunoichi sighs at the display.
"Is he doing the pee pee dance?" Debbie asks while watching him.
"Pee pee dance? How old are you?" Ninja questions in disbelief, getting elbowed by Kunoichi.
Howard goes right through the wall instead of opening the door (he probably wouldn't have fit anyway).
McFist washes his hands, Viceroy checking his teeth. "Y'know Viceroy, I'm glad to wash my hands of the whole thing. We are not soup men. We should stick to the Ninja and Kunoichi destroying business, and whatever else we do." He goes to wipe his hands, but there's no more paper towels in the machine. "Outta towels over here."
Viceroy groans knowingly and turns around so that McFist can wipe his hands on his lab coat.
Howard steps out through the hole perfectly fine, although his shirt is ripped. "Whew! That was epic!"
"Are you okay?" Ninja wonders in concern.
"I'm not okay!" Debbie shouts from the ceiling. "If anyone cares!"
"We care!" Ninja throws his scarf as Kunoichi throws her hair. Both of them grab the ceiling mast as Debbie's hand slips. She screams as she grips the edge, which tilts over. The two jump into action and then she falls.
"Ninja editor save!" Ninja grabs her while Kunoichi releases her hair and it surrounds them in a ball. They bounce to a stop on the ground, the hair acting as a landing pad once it moves away from them.
"Me next! Me next!" Howard runs up to her and Kunoichi holds out a hand.
"No one is next!"
"Debbie Kang, I'm sorry we messed with your story," Ninja looks at her guiltily. "You should be free to write anything you want."
"And no one should stop you either," Kunoichi stands up, dusting herself off.
"Anything?" Debbie grins while sitting on the pile of hair.
"Yes. Anything. I mean, nothing libelous. You probably knew that, nothing libelous. Skip that stuff. But yeah, any-anything."
"Even your relationship with Kunoichi?" Debbie teases and they both flinch in alarm.
"Why does this keep—stop giving her hints, Ninja!" Kunoichi turns around to him with a glare.
"But I didn't do it that time!" He defends and Debbie chuckles.
"Just kidding," She states, to their relief. "Smoke bomb me home, guys!"
"Smoke bomb!" They throw their smoke bombs, all three of them disappearing into thin air. However, they seem to have forgotten about Howard, who coughs from the fart smell.
"Guys? Guys?! Can't see anything in here. Can somebody crack a window?"
Debbie has now changed her focus...to finding out who the Ninja and Kunoichi are. She puts up pictures of Randy and Amy, crossing out Howard's name since she saw him turned back to normal. She hums slightly, looking at her conspiracy board.
"Thank god all that is over," Amy says happily as she and Randy are on a date at McFlubBusters.
"I know," Randy rolls his eyes. "Especially since Howard wouldn't stop ragging on us for forgetting about him."
"It's his own fault for getting obsessed with soupsicles," Amy shakes her head. "Anyway, we gotta be more careful about our relationship being the Ninja and Kunoichi. We might be dating now, but McFist might use that against us. What if he kidnaps either one of us to use as bait?"
"He hasn't even come close to destroying us, but I get it. I wouldn't want something happening to you just because we like each other. I really care about you, Ames," He places a hand on top of hers and she smiles up at him. He smiles back and leans in for a kiss...
"What up, guys?!"
The romantic moment is ruined and they flinch, looking to see Howard standing in front of their table. "Howard?" Amy blinks at him, wondering how he knew they were here.
"I was at home, thinking about what to do when I thought 'hey, if my friends are here on a date, then I might as well join 'em!' Move over!" He pulls Amy out of her seat so that he can sit in between them, to her shock.
"What are you doing?!" Randy hisses, narrowing his eyes at Howard.
"You ruined soupsicles for me, so I'm ruining your date for you," Howard whispers to him. He smirks slyly, reaching out and starting to eat their shared chicken tender basket. Randy growls at him, clenching his fists. Amy shakes her head at him, frowning.
"Howard, Ran and I are kind of in the middle of something-"
"Oh, I'm sorry, was I interrupting?" Howard grins, gesturing to himself. "I hadn't noticed!"
"But—"
"Hey," Howard lets out a belch right into her face. "Where's the menu? I wanna use your card for something I've been dying to eat here!"
She gags, looking away and covering her mouth. Randy glares at him. He might've made soupsicles go away forever, but that was to help Howard. And now, this is how he repays him? He's being obnoxious and ruining the romance for them both.
"No, Howard. Just go home, I'll text you-"
"Why would I wanna go home when I can be here?" Howard wraps his arms around the two, pulling them close. Howard then drops his innocent smile to glare up at him. "This is for the soupsicles, Cunningham! Soupsicles!"
"Let's just go," Randy grumbles, standing up and grabbing her hand. He walks off, to her confusion.
Randy is still angry by the time they reach her house. She's wearing his jacket and then she takes it off, holding it out to him.
"Thanks for giving your jacket, Ran. I'll see you tomorrow, okay? Maybe we can go to the Game Hole."
"That is, if Howard doesn't wonk up our date this time!" He grumbles, putting his hands in his pockets. She notices his angry stance and his slouched position. It was true that Howard was kind of being rude and is probably following after them right now.
"Don't worry about Howard. There'll be other dates," She places her hands on his shoulders. "I mean, as long as we have a good time, that's all that matters, right?"
He looks at her and sees that she's not mad at him or Howard for that matter. He smiles at her expression.
"Yeah...you're right. I guess it was nice while it lasted. But there is one thing that could make it better."
She smiles too and he leans in to kiss her, but suddenly Howard comes out of nowhere and slides in between them.
"Come on, Smith! I'm sure you've got a back-up lunch for me in there somewhere!" He grabs her house key and then opens up the door with it. Amy storms up behind him and snatches her key back, slamming the door and locking them out.
Randy seethes at Howard and goes to walk home. "I'll see you tomorrow, Howard, not like you care."
"Ahh, I'm such a jerk," Howard laughs, walking back across to his house. Amy suddenly opens the door, running down the steps. Randy turns around as she catches up with him, standing on her tiptoes and pecking his lips.
"Goodnight, Ran," She smiles at his red-faced expression. That's the first time she's kissed him instead of the other way around.
"G-Goodnight...Ames..." He stammers, waving as she turns around and goes back to her house. She waves as she walks up the steps and he sighs happily.
"That girl is so Bruce!"
