A/N: I OWN NOTHING BUT MY CHARACTERS!

~Riley's P.O.V~

"Hey, y'all! I'm Greg from Greg's Gamehole! Come on down to the hall, and be the first in school to get your sweaty, little mitts on Grave Puncher 5. Only 200 copies! Scoo-ba!"

I leaned back in my seat as I watched half the class, mostly guys, press themselves against the window to watch the truck circle around.

With the distraction, I sent a quick text to my dad before pocketing my phone.

The people at the window started going back to their seat as the poetry teacher,Ms. Ringwald, read out her poem. "I lost my love. He left me there. Purple clothes of pain I wear. I weep, I ache, I hurts, I cry. My eyes shed tears, my lips scream WHY!"

There was an awkward silence through out the room as our teacher began to cry.

"Is this going to be on the test?" Flute girl asked, raising her hand but our teacher just continued to cry.

Sudden movement from behind me made me look back to see Howard take Flute girl's instrument and handing it to Randy who turned around and fiddled with something before facing front.

In his hand was a flute with what looked like gum stuffed into the key holes.

I leaned my head back a little to listen in as Randy said. "Check it. I'll shoot the clock, move the hand to the end of the day, and, boom, we'll be co-op grave punching in no time."

My eyes narrowed a little at the plan. I honestly have no words on how stupid that was but knowing those two they might be able to pull it off.

"That is just half thought out enough to work!" I heard Howard say making me shake my head.

A puff of air was my only warning as a small spec suddenly darted around the classroom.

After a second of this, the lights go out for some reason and Principal Slimovitze came into the room with a megaphone. "Attention, students. Due to the loss of power and resulting spooky darkness, classes are dismissed."

I slowly looked at the two bros behind me in disbelieve.

Seriously! How do they do that!

The janitor then poked his head in. "Freezer's busted! Anyone want free ice cream sammies?"

That got the classroom to empty pretty quickly. I shouldered my backpack and walked towards the exit.

I started walking home just as the Game Hole track drove by again. "The Grave Puncher 5 is the game for you! But you better hurry. Only nine left!"

'Huh, that was fast..' I thought to myself.

A body flying past me startled me out of thoughts making me look an see a large pink monster with brown spikey hair and wearing a blue suit.

"Tawny!" It roared and then smashed the ground.

"Sorry to interrupt your rampaging," Slimovitze called out through his mega phone. "But Norrisville High is now a monster-free campus. You probably missed the sign."

Monster decided to rip said sign out of the wall and eat it.

"I knew today was going to be to easy..." I mumbled before ducking behind a tree and putting on my mask.

Going back to the scene just to see Ninja kick the monster making it release Slimovitz.

Jumping into the air, I was able to catch the principal in time before he flew into the dumpster.

"Thank you Kunoichi!" He thanked as I set him down.

"No problem, but you might wanna go." And just as I said this, Ninja bounced harshly off the dumpster and over a wall.

"And so do I, it seems." I said to no one in particular and jumped towards the monster with my staff.

Landing in front of it, I shot myself up and jammed my staff under its chin. When it's head tilted back from the blow, I flipped in the air and stomped on his face before jumping off just as it swung a hand at me.

Using a wall, I propelled myself towards the monster with my staff raised to strike again...

Only for the monster to grab it mid air, stopping me completely.

The monster narrowed its eyes at me making me laugh nervously.

"Hehehe...uh, Hi?..."

The monster then started twirling my staff, with me still attached to it, like a baton.

And it was making me incredibly dizzy.

I guess he suddenly let go cause the next thing I know, I get a face full on concrete.

"Ow..." I mumbled try to will away the pain and dizziness.

Lifting my head up, I was able to see through dizzy vison two Ninjas fighting two monsters with a manrikigusari.

Think I might have a small concussion.

Shakely getting to my feet, I tried to regain balance to help.

Though I guess it wasn't needed as green mist flew out of the monster and towards the school shed.

As the monster began to shrink, I came to stand next to Ninja who did a double take when he looked at me. "What the juice happened to you?"

"Fond out what a baton feels like. Still trying to get my brain straight." I replied giving my head a quick shake.

"Whoo-hoo!"

Both of our heads snapped to the now D'Stanked teenager that looked a little older than us.

He was lanky looking with spikey brown hair shaped like horns, wearing a blue sleeveless tux and a pink fanny pack.

The guy started looking around wildly. "What just happened? Where am I?!"

I walked into his line of sight. "You're a little disoriented. That's just the stank-nesia. In like a second you'll remember everything."

"I remember everything!" The guy said suddenly while shaking me.

Ninja held me steady as the guy let me go and started talking. "I was waiting for my prom date to show up, her name's Tawny, she's a bodacious babe. We're talking foxy to the max here."

'Prom? Its not even the middle of the year yet.' I thought to my self, confused. 'And his slang is kind of off to.'

"Sounds good." Ninja said looking as confused as I felt. "Not sure what it means, but thumbs up."

"Then she stood me up! How totally bogus is that?" Weird guy started to rant. "I even bought her a purple corsage to match her dress. I would've gotten a purple tux, but I couldn't find one. Can you believe it? You can't find a purple tux in 1985?"

"1980-what now?" Ninja and I asked in shocked unison

'Time travel! I-its not possible...' I hastily thought to myself trying to make sense of the situation just as Howard came up to us for some reason.

"Hey Nin-" Howard looked at past guy. "Hey, sharp suit. Ninja, don't you have somewhere to be..." His eyes then trailed towards me, stopping mid-sentence.

It was silent for a moment before Ninja started speaking to me. "Kuno, got any idea on how to explain to a guy, who is from the past, in the most gentlest way possible that he is now in the future."

"I'm in the future?!" Past guy interrupted, obviously eavesdropping. "Wait. Maybe they've invented time travel. They can pop me right back to 1985." He then looked at the three of us hopefully. "Have they invented time travel?"

"No." Ninja said bluntly before wincing as I stomped on his foot for his dumb answer.

"I'm stuck in the future!" Past guy screamed as he looked around franticly at different things.

He pointed at a kid texting on his phone. "Why is that typewriter so small?"

A girl drives by on a Segway. "Why is that kid wearing wheel feet?"

He then started running around in a panic before slamming into a tree. "Ow! Why is that tree there? It wasn't there in 1985." He started sobbing. "Tawny! Oh! I've never felt so alone."

Howard, Randy, I shared an awkward glance.

Seriously, what does one do in these kind of situations.

"To the Gamehole!" Howard declared.

Something stupid, apparently.

"I can't just leave '80s kid like this. We have to figure out what's going on." Ninja then looked at me. "Do you mind watching him till I get back?"

"Ye-" A flash of blue interrupted me.

I pulled out my book and looked at Ninja. "Guess we're both on book duty."

Ninja looked at Howard. "Watch him until we get back."

The two of us then smoked bombed away into the school.

Finding a dark, empty classroom; We sat down at some desks and opened our Nomicons, feeling a familiar tugging sensation.

"Arwoooh!"

~Inside the Ninja/ Kunoichi Nomicon~

The first thing I noticed as I fell through the book was that Ninja was no where to be seen.

Before I could question any further, a piece of doodle paper slapped me in the face.

Peeling it off my face, I read the writing on it.

"The missing monster in the blue tux, by the Kunoichi of 1985."

"Well this looks promising."

A voice that sounded like it belonged to an older female suddenly rang around me. "Ah, Prom night, the night of dreams and memories. And monsters, when your in our profession. Some guy got himself stanked, think his date stood him up or something. Poor guy. So Ninja and I did our thing and suited up to save the dance. During all of the mess, I got separated from the battle. When I meet back up with Ninja, I asked him what happened, and he said he locked up the monster. Strange, but we at least have him cornered. When I asked where it was, I could see a smug smile appear under his mask and he just walked away. Not saying a word. I kept asking him-begging him to tell me, but got nothing but that cruel, smug smile. I- I'm so angry and upset at how selfish and lazy this shoob was being! Didn't he care that this guy had a home!? A family!? A LIFE!? I have spent days looking for this poor guy but have came up with nothing. I feel like such a failure as the Kunoichi. I'm sorry Nomicon, but I-I don't know how much longer I can keep this up."

"And if the monster was able to break from its prison, to the new Kunoichi I say..."

"I-I'm so sorry..."

As the voice faded away, anyone who heard it could detect how tired and sad she sounded.

I felt anger well up in me. "How can a guy like that be the Ninja! He is practically everything a Ninja shouldn't be! And why was he so cruel to his partner! This is just-!"

A slight poke in the head stopped me mid-rant and I looked back at the paper.

-The knot not tied unravels.-

A sudden force pushed me out of the Nomicon.

~Back outside~

I gasped as I retuned to my body. Hearing a similar gasp beside me as Ninja came back, but I ignored him as I slammed my Nomicon shut and shoved it back into my suit.

Standing up, I started pacing to try and calm myself down.

"Uh...Kuno, are you okay?" I heard Ninja ask me cautiously.

"Okay? Okay!? No! I am not okay! How could that-that- SHOOB of a Ninja do that! It goes against everything we're taught! How-"

A firm grip on my shoulders made stop and look up at Ninja who looked at me concerned. "Kuno, Calm down."

Gritting my teeth, I took a deep breath though my nose and exhaled.

"Sorry...I- it's just..."

"Hey I get it. What Ninja of '85 did was messed up. But we have to calm down and help '80s kid."

I huffed out a laugh. "Aren't I sussposed to be the rational one."

Ninja laughed to. "Yeah, but I think it was about time for me to take a turn."

I giggled before getting serious. "Alright, so what did you get on your end?"

"Beside Ninja of '85 being a total selfish soon, he locked '80's kid in the freezer cause he didn't want to spend Prom night, monster fighting."

"Wait, so he was locked in the freezer!?"

"Yeah, didn't your Nomicon tell you that?"

"No, just an entry from the Kunoich of '85 and how the her Ninja kept '80's kid's location away from her."

"Okay, I'm starting to think this guy was just some sadistic jerk."

"Agreed. Let's get back to Howard and see how we can help '80's kid."

"Right."

We ran back outside to Howard with no '80's kid in sight.

"Howard! Where's '80s kid?" Ninja asked as we looked around trying to catch a glimpse of him.

"His name is Dickie, and he hates his parents." Howard replied, not seeming concerned. "I'm assuming because they named him 'Dickie'."

"Howard, where did he go?" I asked more firmly.

"Uh...he ran off that way." He said pointing in a direction.

Ninja groaned in annoyance before running off with me trailing behind him. Both of us calling out for Dickie.

We searched and asked people but Dickie was no where to be found.

"I only got three more copies of Grave Puncher 5! If you don't get one now, you'll be the only one who didn't get one now." I heard the Gamehole truck go by again.

"Ugh! Seriously, Where did he go?! We weren't even gone for 10 minutes. DICKIE!" Ninja called out as we came back to the front of the school after doing a lap around it. If I had looked at him, I would see he was waving Howard off, who was gesturing furiously to speed things up.

"DICKIE! I'm sure he hasn't gotten far. I just hope he is okay-"

The collected screams from a group of girls made us stop in our tracks at the sight of a re-Stanked Dickie, closing in on said group of girls.

"Tawny! Tawny!"

Without a second thought, we dashed forward towards the scene just as monster Dickie picked up Flute girl. "Tawny?" He looked at something in his other hand before shaking his head. "Not Tawny."

He then threw Flute girl over his shoulder. Ninja reeled back to catch her but I kept running at him. Jumping forward with a battle cry, I punched the back of his head before he could pick up another girl.

Instead of swatting me away like I thought he would, Monster Dickie instead grabbed me in a firm grip and brought me close to his face. "Tawny?"

That made me confused and stopped me in my struggling . "Uh... I'm not Tawney."

He didn't seem to listen as his other hand moved closer to my mask. Heart beating in panic, I struggled harder and was able to free one of my arms just in time grab the bottom of my mask as I felt it being tugged on.

If the Kunoichi mask was a normal mask, I knew for a fact it would have ripped in half from this tug-a-war.

I could feel sweat start to drip from my face at the struggle of keeping my mask on. But the moment I felt a breeze on the back of my bare neck, I yelled.

"NINJA!"

"Ninja tripping balls!"

The tugging grip on my mask disappeared as I felt myself go air born. Feeling Dickie's grip on me loosen, I broke free and pushed myself away from him. Adjusting my mask, I flipped in mid-air and landed safely on my feet next my partner just as he threw a hose and some sais into the air, making a makeshift net that pinned monster Dickie to the ground.

We both then leapt on to him. "Something's gotta be stanking this guy. Huh?" Ninja grabbed the picture Dickie was holding and tore it in half.

Nothing happened.

"OK. So its not the photo." I pointed out. Spotting the fanny pack, I zipped it open and took out an audio tape. "Maybe its this."

"I have no idea what that is." Ninja said pointing at the tape.

"I'll tell you later." I then started pulling out the film and ripping it.

Nothing.

Monster Dickie's cries started getting louder making us cover our ears from the volume.

"Would you pipe down? We're trying to figure out how to de-stank you." Ninja said before rummaging through the fanny pack an pulled out a really old cell phone and tried to break it with little success. "Stupid, indestructible '80s cellphone!" He threw the device on the ground and took out his sword. With a single swipe, he cut it in half.

Still nothing!

"It wasn't any of that '80s junk, so what is it?" Ninja asked me.

"Maybe it isn't an object." I suggested just Dickie let out another cry.

"Tawny!" He cried out as he started ripping off his restraints.

"Stop saying that!" Ninja said aggravated. "Ninja shove!" He then shoved monster Dickie into the school shed to my complete disbelief.

Ninja pressed himself against the door of the shed to keep it closed.

I went up to him shocked. "Just what are yo-"

"AAAHHHH! Scary monster!" The voice of the janitor screamed from inside of the shed.

Ninja quickly opened the door and pulled the janitor out and slammed the door shut again.

"Do you honestly think that's gonna hold him?" I asked.

"Got any better ideas?!" Ninja retorted. "What are we missing? Wait a minute."

Ninja was looking past me so I followed his line of sight to the pile of '80's stuff when my eyes zeroed in on the ripped picture. Now paying attention, the girl in the photo looked familiar.

"Tawny would be old by now. Really old, like teacher old." Ninja pointed out as my eyes immediately went towards a school window that showed Ms. Ringwald grading papers.

"Ninja hunch!" Ninja declared about to run off when I stopped him.

"Hold up a sec Red." I took out two chain-sickles and wrapped the chains around the shed and using the blades as a makeshift lock. "Okay, that should buy us a couple minutes. Lets go!"

Dashing into the classroom, we stood in front of the poetry teacher. "Ms. Ringwald, what is your first name?" Ninja asked her.

"It's Mary Elizabeth." She answered.

I snapped my fingers in disappointment as Ninja groaned out a, "Bonk."

"But everyone calls me Tawny." Ms. Ringwald said a second later.

Ninja looked at me with a questioning look on his face. "How do you get 'Tawny' from that?"

I shrugged. "How should I know?"

A loud crashing sound brought us back to the situation at hand.

"Ms. Ringwald you need to come with us." I said going to the door.

"But why-" She started questioning until Ninja grabbed her wrist and started dragging her.

"Come on!"

We made it out side just in time for Monster Dickie to be in hearing distance.

"Hey you!" I called out, getting his attention.

"So this is either gonna D'Stank that monster, or..." Ninja started only to be cut off by a now frantic poetry teacher.

"Excuse me, there's an or?!"

"I, um we might not have thought this whole thing through." Ninja explained sheepishly.

"I frankly ran out of ideas after we went through the fanny pack." I admitted.

A shadow fell over us, causing us to look up and see Dickie loom over us with a clawed hand reaching out.

Ms. Ringwald stopped screaming for a moment to look at the monster better and blurted out, "Dickie?!"

"Tawny?" Monster Dickie said stopping his attack. With a whine, he held out his hands to her.

Ms. Ringwald seemed hesitant but placed her hands in his.

A sudden spinning mass of stank surrounded the two and lifted them into the air.

Ninja and I watched in amazement as Dickie went back to normal and the green mist turned a gold color. Ms. Ringwald and Dickie smiled at each other in happiness making me and Ninja smile.

But it quickly turned to shock as we watched Dickie grow older in the not most...appealing way. Shudder~

The two then came back down to the ground gently. Ms. Ringwald caressed Dickie's face just to have him burp loudly into hers. Not that she seemed to mind.

"Oh! I'm pretty sure they both tasted that one." Ninja said grossed out. I nodded in agreement, trying not to gag.

The two adults then started to make-out.

"No! That is all kinds of gross!" Ninja looked at me in horror. "Why do people feel the need to do this in front of us!"

"I don't know! But I'm outta here! Smoke bomb!"

Leaving the...disturbing scene ~Shudder~ I ducked behind a tree and took of my mask.

"Today...was just messed up."

My phone then beeped.

I took a look at it and smiled when I read the message.

"But this might make up for it."


~Third person P.O.V~

"NNNOOOOOOO! They cant be sold out!" Howard cried out in anguish inside the Gamehole.

"Are you sure there aren't any left in the back?" Randy asked sounding desperate.

"Nope, sorry boys. Sold my last one just before you two walked in. Better luck next time." The owner Greg said.

The two bros walked of the arcade feeling defeated.

"You know this is all your fault right." Howard told Randy as they neared a corner.

"Well sor-ry, that I had to do my job that saves yours and everyone else's cheese!" Randy defended.

The two stopped in time just as a figure was about to bump into them.

"Whoa! Sorry guys, didn't see you there." Riley apologized before seeing there down expressions. "What's up with you two?"

"We weren't able to get a copy of Grave Puncher's 5 because of a certain somebody!" Howard sent an accusing look towards Randy, who just glared at him.

"Oh is that it? Well you guys can come over to my house and play on my copy if you want." Riley said casually.

"WAIT! You have a copy!?" Randy asked shocked.

"How!?" Howard demanded.

"Uh.. I just asked my dad to buy one when I was at school. And he did." Riley answered awkwardly.

"I didn't know you liked Grave Puncher." Randy said feeling happy on the inside that he gets to play the game and the girl of his dreams also likes to play said game.

"I'm not a MEGA fan but I do enjoy it. So you guys coming over or what?" Riley asked before walking again.

"Yes!"

"Definitely!"

"That's the thing about stuff~"