Angel: I am finally back in Florida, Saturday I just fell dead asleep around 7 PM, because I was just that tired from that early flight. I'm still not in the new house I'm going to, though...but I did manage to catch up on the next two episodes, so I'm all good. As for my original stuff, it's gonna take just a little bit more time to get those next chapters out.
Yellowdrake26 drew 6-year-old Amy from episode 85~! She looks so cute I could die ahhhhh :D I'm so pleased and happy!
The crowd is cheering as the whole school is looking down on a soccer field. Well, everyone except the obvious. The real Julian is still absent.
"Welcome soccer fans!" Principal Slimovitz announces to the full house crowd. "We've got a big game today. Our very own Norrisville Carp are taking on the defending champions: The Pitch Kickhams. Really? There's a team called the Pitch Kickhams?"
The man Pitch Kickham runs out onto the field, waving to everyone.
"Ohh. It's just Pitch Kickham. The championship is our whole team against Pitch Kickham. Okay, sure, why not?"
Amy is on the Carp team today, as she's soccer captain. Apparently the girls' soccer team disbanded, so her only option was to join the boys team, which was not looked upon fondly from the other boys. Especially since Bash was the team captain, but no one else really batted an eye. Amy's involved in everything that has to do with the school, so being on the boys' team was really nothing surprising. What is surprising is that she's willing to put up with being the only girl on the team.
She's wearing a red and white tee with red shorts and white sneakers, her hair in a high ponytail.
Pitch glares at Bash, and the referee blows the whistle. Pitch kicks the ball and Mick blocks it.
"I say Carp, you also say Carp!" Doug is the mascot as he hollers to them. "Carp! Carp!" No one responds since he's awful at being the mascot. "CARP!"
Randy chuckles, gesturing to Doug. "This is so wonk it's circled back to Bruce!" He then waves excessively to Amy, who turns around and waves back.
"I can't not watch!" Howard grins widely. A chuckle is heard next to him as he turns to see Kat.
"It'd be kinda sad not to watch."
The boy grins widely at her, Randy nudging him teasingly. Howard just gives him a glare.
"Carp! You're not saying it! Principal Slimovitz, no one's saying Carp!" He stomps his foot into a nearby garbage can, getting it stuck. Howard lets out a big laugh.
"Doug is the worst mascot in the world!"
"More like the worst trashcot in the world," Randy tells him and he laughs out loud.
"Yes! Worst trashcot in the world, he says!"
Everyone around them laughs at the joke and even Amy chuckles a little bit, covering her mouth with her hand. Randy grins widely at her reaction. Then Bash pushes her shoulder harshly, earning a glare from the girl.
"I was captain, but now you are. Now I gotta hit you!"
Randy frowns at this.
"Hey!" Doug protests as birds come over and start pecking at him. "You can't peck me! I'm the most important part of the team!"
"Doug needs to quit squawkin', Ames is clearly the most important part of the team. Am I right?" Randy says to Howard.
"Ha! Doug needs to quit squawkin', he says! Ames is clearly the most important part of the team."
Everyone laughs again and Amy turns around to her boyfriend, smiling happily at him.
"Help!" Doug cries out while trying to swat away the birds. He falls backwards into a jug of water. "Stop pecking me! Ahh!" He spins around and gets stuck in the goalie net. Then soccer balls are kicked at him by the whole team. "Help! Stop kicking!"
"Hey, Howard, it's like shooting fish in a barrel," Randy murmurs to him.
Howard lets out another big laugh. "Like shooting fish in a barrel! Aw, you're killing me."
Amy lets out a snort as she snickers from the back of the line. Randy points up to the scoreboard, where they're on the jumbotron. They both laugh and then make faces. Kat smiles a bit next to Howard.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" Principal Slimovitz demands to the boys.
"He said it first!" Howard accuses Randy.
"He said it louder!" Randy jerks a thumb to him.
"You know what? I bet you think you're a couple of real yucksters, don't you?"
The two talk over each other, not wanting to get in trouble.
"Well so do I!" Principal Slimovitz exclaims with a big smile. "So does everybody!"
They all laugh in agreement. "I wish we could replace Doug with you two."
"Why can't you?" Randy couldn't help but ask.
"Yeah! Why can't you?" Howard agrees with him.
"Yeah! Why can't I?" Slimovitz rubs his chin. "I'm the principal!" He then turns to the field with the megaphone to his mouth. "Doug, you're fired! Get off the field!"
Amy winces slightly, but she honestly thought Doug had it coming. He wasn't exactly bringing school spirit. Or rather, he was lacking it.
"What?! You can't fire me," Doug is dragging himself across the field, still stuck in the net. "But Principal Slimovitz, I was—ahh!" He gets hit in the back of the head with a soccer ball, knocking him to the grass.
"What? Doug, I can't hear you, you don't have a megaphone!"
"You can't do this!" Doug protests as he's taken away by the police. "I'm Doug!"
"Now get out there and funny this game up!" The principal hands Howard the megaphone. "Because soccer without a mascot is just people kickin' a ball around!"
"Yeah!"
"Yes!"
"Wait, Principal Slimovitz!" Randy runs up to him and whispers in his ear.
"Uh huh. Uh huh. Oh! Will do," He then walks off to reach the field.
"Look at us. Mascots. A real comedy team, especially after Slimovitz does that favor for me," Randy grins widely.
"You ready to spout some funny lines?" Howard peeks at him from behind a bunch of soccer balls.
"You ready to say 'em louder than I do?!" Randy asks back.
"It's the only way I know!"
Amy steps in from the entrance. "Hey guys. Funny stuff out there," She smiles at the two. "Especially the part where you said I'm the most important part of the team. Not true, but that was sweet."
Randy laughs a bit, rubbing the back of his neck. "W-Well...I just wanted you to feel better about how Bash was treating you. So what if you're a girl, you're a great soccer player."
She gives him a hug and he returns it. "So why did Principal Slimovitz excuse me for the game and tell me to come down here?"
"Because you're joining us!" Randy grins, pointing at her. Howard rubs his chin in thought.
"She could be the end of the joke. Like do a flip or something after my lines. Be the show value."
"Huh?" She blinks in confusion. "You want me to join your act?"
"Why not? It'll be fun!" Randy shrugs at her with a small smile. "And besides, laughter is the best medicine, right?" He pokes her nose playfully and she giggles.
"I see what you mean. Alright, I guess I could take a break from all the looks I'm getting from the team," She walks off to go change.
"Eh? Eh? How do I look?" Howard presents himself.
Randy chuckles at his appearance. "Yes!"
"Hey, everyone, here's a thing that's happening!" Principal Slimovitz starts off. "Say hello to Norrisville's new mascot: The Tummynator!"
The three run out into the field, Amy back in her normal clothes. The two chuckle as Amy smiles, waving a pom pom. Randy waves to the crowd, holding the megaphone. Howard has no shirt on as he's wearing a ten-gallon hat over his head, and has a face drawn on his belly with marker.
Pitch kicks the ball, gets the goal, and then rips off his shirt to pieces. "Goal!" He slides onto the grass while cheering.
"Pitch Kickham takes his top off so much he should be called Shirt Ditch'em," Randy whispers to Howard. He then gives the megaphone to Howard.
"He should be called Shirt Ditch'em!" He slides onto the grass, shaking his belly. Everyone laughs as Amy does a cartwheel, then a split. This earns clapping, but also a glare from Pitch Kickham.
"Hey! Jersey shedding is a time honored goal-scoring tradition!" Pitch defends at this. Randy glances at his girlfriend and she just shrugs. She's a girl, so she doesn't do that, and none of the boys on the team have done it either. Pitch then takes off into a run, head-butting the soccer ball and earning another goal. Mick grunts as he slams his hands onto the grass.
Randy chuckles, leaning into Howard's ear. "Look at ball-head."
"Ha! Ball-head!" Howard shouts into the megaphone. "Pitch Kickham is now called Ball-head! Oh ho! Am I right?"
Amy throws her pom poms into the air, flipping onto her feet. She does a backflip, an aerial cartwheel, and then a somersault before she lands on her feet, catching the pom poms into her hands. Randy claps in awe for the girl, as does everyone else.
"Ball-head! Ball-head!" The crowd shouts, the whole team stopping the game to either laugh or stare at him.
"Seriously?! It was a header," Pitch calls out. "it's a common football maneuver. You there, you know what I'm talking about!" He points at Amy, who just holds up her hands in defense. It was supposed to be in good fun that they were making fun of soccer stuff, so that's why she's not taking it as personally. "Have any of you ever seen this game?"
The referee blows the whistle.
"That whistle signals..." Principal Slimovitz looks at his book, his eyes widening. "Half-time?! There's another 45 minutes of this?!"
Howard chuckles as Amy walks back over to them. "Cunningham, I don't know how you come up with those lines!"
"And how do you do those flips?" Randy points to the girl.
She glances around and leans in to whisper in his ear. "I just think of stuff that the Kunoichi would do. Technically, I am her, so that's why I'm able to pull them off. Kinda like how you fought against Mac Antfee."
"Ohh," He murmurs, nodding in understanding. "That makes sense. But I don't know how you say 'em so loud!" Randy states as they take off into a run. "It's amazing."
The two burst into the boys' locker room. "I've never felt so alive."
"Bad news, boys," The principal stands in front of them and Amy peeks in. "It's been brought to my attention that according to school code, only one mascot is allowed on the field at any given time. And no soccer players are allowed to sub in for them."
"Who brought that to your attention?" Randy couldn't help but ask.
Doug smirks as he comes up from around the corner. The two boys both glare at him. "Game, set, mascot," He chuckles smugly as he walks off, crashing into something. "Dang it!" Then the birds come after him again. "Stop it!"
"I'm awfully sorry about this, Randy. And it looks like Amelia will have to go back into the game. Howard, you're back on in five!" He walks off, to the ire of Randy.
"It was nice while it lasted, guys," She calls out, leaving to go change back into her uniform.
"You?! Wait, no, no. How come you're back out there in five?"
"Uh, because I'm the Tummynator?" Howard gestures to himself.
"Yeah, but you can't tummynate without me," Randy protests to him.
"Course I can tummynate without you," Howard crosses his arms smugly.
"Howard, don't take this the wrong way but, no you can't."
"Don't take this the wrong way but, yes I can!" The shorter boy argues back.
"I come up with all the funny words!" Randy points to himself.
"Which are only funny because my tummy's sayin' em!" Howard shakes his belly, taking off his hat. "Now, if you'll excuse me, the Tummynator needs to touch up. Tummynator out!" He walks off to use the bathroom.
"Tummynator out," Randy crosses his arms stubbornly. "I would've come up with so much better words than that." His Nomicon flashes and so does Amy's. Luckily, she's benched right now with a few other teammates, so she runs off to go to the locker room. Randy takes his book out, flipping the pages. "Howard's wrong on this, right Nomicon?"
He's shloomped in and falls back onto the waistbands basket... One of them falls over his face. He screams until he falls onto the ground. Amy is sitting next to him, hugging her legs as she glances up at him. He looks up ahead to see two female musicians playing. Randy jumps onto a doodle note, while one picks Amy up so that she's sitting on it. They fly upwards before the advice appears between them.
"Harmony cannot be made with a single note. Exactly! Howard can't do both notes as he can't come up with the lines! But I can do his part. I can say stuff loud."
"Ohh," Amy speaks up in understanding, shaking her head. "Actually, no. Out of you two, Howard's definitely more louder."
"But Principal Slimovitz picked him to be the new mascot and not me!" Randy gestures to himself. "Don't you think I'm more suited for it?"
"I mean, as your girlfriend, I wanna be honest to you, but I can't tell you something that's not true," She gestures to herself. "I'd feel really guilty if I had said you were more louder enough to be the mascot when I know you haven't been. As for you and Howard, think of it this way. We work well together because we both compliment each other. I'm always the rational one thinking of a plan while you're always first to start the fights, right?"
"Right," He nods at her.
"Well, if Howard is saying your whispered lines louder, that's the same thing," She tells him, crossing her arms. "You can't work together as a team if you're not a team, we learned that the hard way."
"True and thanks for your honesty," Randy smiles weakly. "But seriously, I can say stuff loud."
The two women put their hands to their ears. "I CAN SAY STUFF LOUD!"
Amy shakes a bit from the loud volume, blinking. They still couldn't hear him, and the notes break apart, causing them to fall.
"Ahh!"
Randy sits up, groaning in disgust as he removes the waistband. He tries not to throw up as he turns around, peeking around the corner. He sees Howard repainting his stomach, looking into the mirror. Two cans of a paint, one red and one white, are sitting nearby.
"Time for Tummynator Two!" Randy takes off his shirt and jacket, grabbing the paint and running off. He then gives himself a Tummynator face on his stomach, but it's with a frowny face and not a smiley face like Howard's. Randy walks out the door with the hat. For good measure, he locks Howard inside using a mop.
"Alright, this is it. You're back!" Doug is giving himself a pep talk while pacing at the entrance. "Halftime is Doug time!"
"Norrisville High, are you ready?" Principal Slimovitz announces to the crowd, earning cheers.
"They can take your first half, but they'll never take your halftime!" He turns to the crowd in determination.
"It's Tummynator time!" Apparently Principal Slimovitz didn't inform Doug that he still was fired when he told him about the mascot rule...
"Tummynator?" Doug's eyes widen in disbelief.
"Coming through!" Randy pushes past him, knocking him into a cart of soccer balls. Randy laughs as he runs off, Amy blinking in confusion.
"Ohhh no," She groans to herself, pinching her nose. "You didn't..."
"But...half time's Doug time!" Doug looks really upset now as he looks on. The birds come back and start pecking at him. He falls down on the ground, crying in agony. He's right near a vent system that leads to the Sorcerer's lair. The rat blew a horn as the Sorcerer's dressed for the game.
"The pathetic whining of failure and defeat. And it's only halftime!" He laughs evilly, standing up and creating a ball of stank. He kicks it with both knees and then spins around, kicking it into a pipe. The stank leaves the vent system and the birds fly away. Doug's crying turns into growling as he turns into a monster...
Randy stands in the middle of the field. He puts the megaphone to his mouth, but it lets out a small screech.
"The snack's bar so expensive, the nachos should be called not-yos!" He gives a small smile, but no one laughs.
"He's so bad..."
"Why aren't they laughing?" Randy whispers to himself. "Not-yos! Not like yours? You know, because of the price point?"
"Speak up!" Flute Girl exclaims from her spot. Amy cringes a little bit and Randy glances at her. She really wanted to help him, but she couldn't since she'd be counted as another mascot...
"Yeah. Okay, so, uh, Nor-um...So, Norrisville Stadium is so rickety," He gives a nervous smile. It almost reminds Amy of the time that she had to sing in front of a larger crowd for the McFistival of Pride parade...
"What are you even talking about?!" Flute Girl hollers to him, Amy glancing up to her in annoyance. Flute Girl's not one of the people she regularly hangs out with. No particular reason besides the fact that she thinks her boyfriend and her friend are idiots all the time. And today, that dislike has cemented further...
"Uh, um...it's just um...it's so out of date...it's so old and out of date."
"No one can hear you!" Flute Girl shouts at him, standing up.
"This stadium's wonkin' awful, okay?!" He screams out of frustration, earning shocked gasps from the crowd. The crowd whispers as Amy covers her mouth in shock at his reaction. "So...what's the deal with the shin-guard?"
"Now he's going after shin-guards?!" Pitch yells from his spot, also frustrated at this point for different reasons. "Is nothing sacred?! Boo this man!"
"Booo!" They start throwing tomatoes at Randy and he cringes, even getting one to the face. Amy walks over to him and leads him away.
"Look, I know you're probably sorry about what you said, but let's just save the apologies for after half..." Howard gasps sharply as he realizes he's alone. "Cunningham?" He glances around the room. "Where's my hat? Why are people booing? ...Cunningham!" He narrows his eyes in realization, trying to get the door open. "CUNNINGHAM!"
"Come on! One funny line, and you're back in the game," Randy paces in front of the brunette. "One funny line, one funny line, one funny—gah! I got nothing. This is the worst."
Amy's eyes soften at his expression, standing up and placing a hand on his shoulder. "Did you ever think the reason why this isn't working out for you is because-"
Doug comes out of nowhere as he's a big monster fish. Amy opens her mouth in disbelief. "No, this. This is the worst right now."
Monster Doug lets out a roar, kicking down a cooler as he comes for Amy. She flinches in confusion before Randy grabs her hand, running off. The entire crowd runs out screaming.
"Mask," Randy searches for his mask while running. "Where's my-"
"Ninja mask!" Howard holds it up as Randy left it in the room. "I can't believe that shoob left his mask. Well, I'm not bringing it to him."
A large thud occurs outside. "This is a nightmare! The monster is tearing up the field!"
"Nope," Howard shakes his head stubbornly.
"He's gone into the stadium!"
"Not gonna do it," Howard ignores it, shaking his head again.
"No! He just destroyed the entire snack bar!"
"Oh...no he didn't!" Howard exclaims in defense, running to the door and trying to unlock it. "Ah, I totally forgot he locked the door! How do I get out of here?" He rubs his chin, glancing at the open window. Then he looks to the...dirty, disgusting waistbands... "Ugh, I am not a fan of what I'm thinking right now..."
"This was a bad time to leave your mask in the bathroom!" Amy whispers as they're still running.
"Yeah, no kidding!"
Randy gets cornered while Amy dives below the bench since she has her mask, transforming into the Kunoichi. She swings out of hiding, landing on the bench. Randy throws the megaphone, but Monster Doug eats the thing, letting out another roar. Randy's waist is grabbed by white hair and Kunoichi spins him out of the way. He spins to a stop far away from Doug, feeling a bit dizzy.
"Ugh, not cool, Kuno..."
"Sorry," She smiles sheepishly, spinning her hair like rope as she faces Doug. "Get away from him!"
He starts chasing after her as she's providing a distraction until Randy gets his mask back. Howard is crawling out the window, feeling disgusted by this experience. He used the waistbands as a rope. "Ah, so gross. Oh, that one's crusty. Oh, this one's wet. Ahh!" He slips and falls onto the grass. Randy sees him and runs up to his friend.
"Howard!"
"Apology not accepted!" Howard points at him.
"Apology not offered!" Randy retorts back. Monster Doug appears in front of them, leaping forward to attack. He gets tangled up in white hair, falling as Kunoichi is standing there proudly.
"...Don't just stand there, move away!" She urges them after a few seconds and they do so. Monster Doug slides towards them, but Kunoichi grips the hair to hold him back. Since he's a fish, he could still move, but just barely.
"Please tell me you have the mask," Randy glances at Howard.
"Of course I have the mask!" Howard holds it up and Randy reaches for it. "Nope," He moves it away. "You locked me in a locker room!"
"You were gonna mascot without me!" Randy accuses back.
"So you mascoted without me?"
"Guys, watch out!" Kunoichi calls out as Monster Doug leaps towards them. They yelp and duck for the ball cart.
"Can we talk about this later maybe?!" Randy asks quickly. "Can you give me the mask?!"
Howard groans, giving it to him. "Fine." Randy takes off the hat and snatches it. He runs off and transforms. Howard reaches out to his hat, but Monster Doug stands in his way as he's managed to get his grip back.
"Smokebomb!" Ninja appears between the two, Kunoichi letting go of the monster. "Time to fin-ish this! You see what I did there? Fin, because fish are-"
Monster Doug roars at him, grabbing him by the waist with one of his tentacles.
"That's why! That's why you're getting booed!"
The fish monster throws Ninja into the goalie net, and he lands near Pitch. Monster Doug reaches towards them with a roar and Ninja throws something.
"Ninja Slipping Balls!"
Monster Doug trips and slides towards them. "Kuno!"
She nods and separates her hair into two. She throws both ends at the both of them, pulling them out of the way. The three land behind the goal net, where Monster Doug gets stuck in it.
"This place is bananas!" Pitch tells the duo. "I am never coming back here!" He walks off and Kunoichi turns to him.
"Uh, you're welcome!"
Monster Doug stands up with a roar, the two flipping backwards as he knocks the net off him. They flip forward in unison, Ninja jumping on his head. Kunoichi jumps on a fin before they both land in the seat section.
"I don't get it. He's smashed pretty much everything on the field. He should've destanked himself! What are we missing?"
The principal pops up nearby. "Well, between you two and the monster, the only thing you haven't destroyed is the scoreboard."
Ninja gasps as he sees them on the screen. "The scoreboard!"
"That's only because he can't reach," Kunoichi tells him.
"Oh yeah, true."
They run off and then wave to the screen before Ninja kicks a ball over to Kunoichi. She then kicks it hard onto Monster Doug's face. Ninja slides underneath him and jumps.
"Scoreboard smashing Ninja boom balls!" He destroys the entire thing, but is confused when nothing happens.
Howard screams and they turn around to see the monster chasing him. "He's after me!"
"Oh! The Tummynator!" Ninja facepalms himself. "He's mad cause the Tummynator took his job. Ohh, no wonder why he wanted to attack you...!"
"Told you it might not be physical again," She murmurs in thought, trying to remember when was the last time they destroyed anything physical. The past few times, it's always been an emotional thing...
Howard trips and falls, only to be snatched by the monster.
"Howard, you gotta give him his job back. Tell him we quit!" Ninja calls out from behind.
"It's the only way!" Kunoichi states next to him.
"But the Tummynator's funnier than him!" Howard complains at this, earning a tight tug of his waist from the monster in return.
"Howard!" Ninja protests to him.
"It's the principle of the thing!"
"The principal is cool with this!" Slimovitz states from his spot, using another megaphone. "Just quit already!"
"Fine, I quit, you're the best mascot, Doug," Howard mutters, not really meaning it. And it seems Monster Doug can sense he doesn't mean it, because he doesn't de-stank. He opens his mouth, preparing to EAT him! "Bad news! He doesn't believe a word I'm saying, guys!"
"Yeah, that's because you never mean it or you just blame someone else," Kunoichi mutters to herself, rolling her eyes. The advice appears between the two, doodle notes flying.
"Harmony cannot be made with a single note. Maybe he'll believe the words I'm saying..." Ninja and Kunoichi suddenly land on both sides of Howard. "When you say 'em louder!" He whispers into Howard and Kunoichi's ear.
"Oh ho no! No way. I'm not saying that!"
"And you really want me to do that for Doug?" Kunoichi looks at him in shock. Howard prevents himself from getting eaten using his feet.
"Fine!" They both agree, Kunoichi landing in front of Doug. "Doug, your spirit is a shining beacon for the entire school or whatever." Monster Doug looks at him in confusion and then Ninja nudges Kunoichi, who lets out a groan.
"Doug, Doug, he's our man. If he can't do it, no one can!" She literally acts like a cheerleader for him.
"It's working! Now say the rest and continue cheering," Ninja encourages them. Howard groans, his hands over his eyes.
"Your showmanship elevated the craft of mascot-ing to new heights, I guess," Howard rolls his eyes and Kunoichi claps her hands.
"Ready? Okay! Hey, hey, get out his way. Cause Doug's gonna blow you away!" Kunoichi does a split, feeling so embarrassed right now.
Doug slowly puts Howard down, to his shock. Ninja rushes over to them. "Now say..." He whispers some more things to them.
"NO! Not doing it!" Howard denies to him, Monster Doug letting out a scream.
"Howard!" Ninja gives him a look as Kunoichi smacks the back of Howard's hat.
"If I have to suffer, so do you. Just do it."
"Ohh...your carp is a hundred times better than the Tummynator ever was..." Howard admits to him.
"He's the Carp, and he can't be beat," Kunoichi does a little dance. "Because he's got the power to knock you off your feet!"
Ninja snickers at her and she elbows him. "Ow. Okay, I'll stop," He laughs at this reaction. Doug turns back to normal, falling onto the ground.
The stank is returned to the Sorcerer, knocking him to the platform. "I've always hated this game..." The stank goes down a drain.
Howard and Randy are in the showers, trying to wash themselves off. "Hey, paint coming off your belly?" Randy calls out to him.
"Nope! You?"
"Not even a little! Howard, I don't know what got into me today," Randy holds a bar of soap. "I mean, trapping you in the locker room? I really lost my cheese. Ames was right, I can't say stuff loud."
"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I'd have done the same thing to you," Howard tells him while scrubbing his belly. You know, if I'd thought of it first."
"That does make me feel better," Randy states as they step out, towels around their waists. "Thanks pal. We really are a great comedy team."
Doug chuckles nearby, a towel around his mascot uniform. "A team of terrible mascots more like it! And Amy wasn't even that good of a cheerleader anyway!"
Randy growls a bit, lunging forward, but Howard thankfully stops him. "Why are you showering in your costume?" Randy points at him.
"It's called school spirit! Get some!" He falls onto his back, and can't get up because he's in a fish costume. He even moves around like a fish out of water. The two laugh at him, Randy forgetting why he was so angry.
"Classic Doug!"
"Ha ha! Oh, he is the best at being the worst!" Howard grins widely.
"Don't you dare help me up!" Doug tries to sit up, falling onto his face.
"Ha ha! Oh, oh we weren't going to."
"Help him up! Why would he say that?" Randy wonders as they walk off. The birds somehow get into the locker room and peck at Doug again. He drags himself away to try and get them off.
The two are still laughing by the time they meet with Amy out in the field. She's back in her regular clothing as she stands up, facing the two.
"What's so funny?" She asks curiously.
"Just Doug being Doug!" Howard grins up at her.
"Sorry we kept you waiting so long," Randy tells the girl. "Doug just made me so honked off!"
"Doug made you angry? Why?" She wonders in confusion. Doug was more annoying than aggravating to most people besides the principal and Howard.
"Because he said you weren't that good of a cheerleader while you were cheerleading with us," Randy pouts, crossing his arms. "I was trying to be a good boyfriend and...you know, stick up for you. No one gets to mess with my girl!" He flexes his arms, causing her to laugh and he wraps an arm around her.
"Well, thanks, but Doug's comments aren't anything I can't handle. The guy's honestly someone I don't even interact with that much," She rolls her eyes.
"I know, but I couldn't just let him insult you like that. I'd do anything for you, Ames."
"Aw," She smiles as she closes her eyes, nuzzling his shoulder a bit.
"Gross!" Howard rolls his eyes. "Let's hit the Gamehole!"
"Sure. Let me just text Kat that I'll talk to her later," Amy looks down at her phone, earning blinks from the boys.
"As in my neighbor Katherine?" Randy raises a brow at her. Howard rubs his arm, looking away.
"Yeah. She seems cool. Plus she's different, you know?" Amy shrugs a bit.
"Don't suppose you'd give me her number?"
The two gasp sharply at Howard, who has a wide-eyed look. "What?"
"Howard...do you like Kat?" The brunette asks with shining eyes.
"That's adorable! He's finally found love!" Randy clasps his hands.
"What? No! I just wanna know about her goth look, it's the cheese," Howard defends, looking away as he crosses his arms.
"Sure, I'll give it to you," Amy smirks in amusement and Howard pumps a fist.
"Yes! I mean, sure, whatever."
