A/N: I OWN NOTHING BUT MY CHARACTERS!
~Third Person P.O.V~
Just before the start of school day, the majority of male freshmen/sophomore students were in a large line outside of a red door.
Anyone passing this line would notice that everyone in said line had some kind moustache.
And yes, both Randy and Howard were also in said line.
"Howard, we are moments away from joining the school's most elite club. " Randy said looking serious.
"The Norrisville High Moustache Society!" The boys cheered with Howard having a light brown chevron moustache and Randy having a dark haired Fu Manchu.
"I heard they have a secret cafeteria." Howard said.
"I heard they have a full-time masseuse." Randy said back.
"I heard they have a supercomputer that'll do your homework for you." Howard says excitedly.
"We'll never have to learn again." Randy said as he touched his moustache, daydreaming.
A sudden loud click was heard making every boy gasp in anticipation as the club room door opened and the president of the club, Harry, stepped out.
"Time for your fur check, Stachelings." Harry announced making everyone cheered.
One by one, Harry inspected each moustache and signaled for good staches to go in.
"This is it, Howard." Randy said as the two friends got closer to the front. "This is our moment. You. Me. Together. Stache Society. We're doin' it!"
But just as Randy moved up to be inspected, he sneezed off his mustache.
Harry glared at Randy as he wiped off the fake hair from his shirt. "We got a smoothie here."
Randy become nervous as he acts fake surprised. "Wow, that is weird. Isn't that weird? My real moustache blew off. I'll just...go grow another one. Howard, come on." Looking to his side, he didn't see his friend.
Surprised, Randy looked around to find him only to see him inside the club room!
Harry blocked his way as he stared at his friend in shock who just shrugged. "Howard?"
The club door is slammed into his face.
~Riley's P.O.V~
Mindlessly rummaging through my locker, the sound of stomping footsteps made me look down the hall in time to see an angry looking Randy march past me and towards the school entrance.
Curious, I closed my locker and jogged after him.
When I got outside, I see Randy sitting on the stairs, head down, sulking.
Now concerned, I carefully came up behind him. "Randy? Is everything okay?"
He doesn't turn to look at me as he grumbled under his breath.
Opening my mouth to ask again, the sudden revving of an engine stopped me as something drove into the school's parking lot.
"Now what?" Randy asked annoyed as he looked up as well.
We both looked at the motorcycle like robot as it takes out the principal's car doors with a long, thick chain.
Without even saying anything, we both suited up and smoked bombed onto the principal's car.
"Listen, I'm already having a pretty lousy morning, so I'm just gonna take it out on you. Cool? Cool." Ninja then bolts towards the robot, dual swords in hand, leaving me a little shock at his sudden aggression.
And before I could step in, the robot blocks Randy with it's spiked front wheel knocking him down.
Thinking quickly, I threw a tessen at the robot, turning it's attention towards me.
The robot threw some chains at me that quickly snagged the top of my mask.
And some of my hair.
"Hair! Hairhairhairhair!" I cried out as I kept both hands locked on the bottom of my mask to keep it from being pulled away.
"Ninja chain slash!"
I feel the chain go slack and look to see Ninja standing beside me and glaring at the robot as it rides around us.
Ninja then throws his swords at it. "Ninja spoke jam."
The sword hits its mark and takes out the front wheel causing the robot to crash into the principal's car, destroying both.
The robot's head bounced towards us as Ninja pulled me to my feet.
Looking down at the head, Ninja looked thoughtful. "You know what? I feel better."
"Which reminds me, why were you so-"
"Guess who got in the Stache Society."
Both Ninja and I looked behind us to see Howard wearing a red jacket, a gold ring on his finger, and an obviously fake moustache.
We both had different reactions.
"You joined without me?!"
"What the juice is on your face?"
"This," Howard gesture to bush on his face. "Would be a fine example of facial hair, my naïve female friend."
I felt my brow twitch in annoyance under my mask at the condescending tone in his voice.
"And not sneezing it off allowed me into the club."
Ninja groaned and slapped his forehead. "I knew we shouldn't have made our 'staches out of your dad's back hair. I'm allergic to his cologne."
Ninja kicked the robot head to the side while I balanced at what he just said.
I could have gone my whole life without needing to hear that.
"Why can't you just be happy for me?" Howard asked.
"Why can't you just get me in?" Ninja countered.
"I totally will." Howard reassured before his tone did a 180. "Except I can't. In order to cover my fakey-ness, I may have co-sponsored some very strict anti-faker legislation."
"You what?!" Ninja yelled as I watched all this feeling a little awkward.
Howard's phone goes off and he sees he has a message. "Can we talk about this after lunch? I got a Stache meeting in the secret caf." Howard starts walking away looking smug as Ninja glared at him. "Bushies only.''
I watched as Ninja stand there glaring after his friend as he boiled with anger.
"Uhhh..." I try to speak up but Ninja didn't let me as he smoked bombed away.
Rubbing the back of my head awkwardly, I glanced around the empty parking lot.
"...must be a guy thing."
"So Howard and Randy are fighting about facial hair?" Rachel asked as I stood beside her as she went through her locker.
"I think its more about Randy not getting into a club that Howard is in that is about facial hair." I explained while leaning on a locker.
"...I don't understand guys."
"Join the club."
"Well I'm off to band practice. I'll call you later." Rachel said as she left.
"Later." My phone decided to take the moment to go off.
Taking out of my pocket, I see its my dad calling. Which was weird cause my parents never call me during school unless its important.
"Hello?"
"Hey Candy drop, am I interrupting anything?"
"No, why? Whats up?"
"Well the bakery just got a last minute catering call for a huge party and were a bit understaffed. Do you mind helping out with the wait staff."
"Yeah sure. Whats the party about?"
"The Norrisville High Moustache Society, heard of it?"
Pausing for a moment at the coincidence, I answered. "Uh..yeah, a lot of the guys here were just talking about it."
"Great, just come straight home so we can get set."
"Kay, Love you."
"Love you too."
Hanging up and pocketing my phone, I gathered my stuff and started making my way towards the exit only for a rushing figure to crash into me and knock us both to the ground.
Rubbing my head my head from the sudden attack, I was about to rip my assailant a new one only to stop short when I saw who it was and the thing on his face.
"Randy? Why are you running around and what the juice is on your face?"
Randy rubs his head as he gets up, notices me, and suddenly gets excited.
"Riley! Your never gonna guess what happened." Randy excitedly said, oblivious of my staring.
"I take it has to do with your new whisker." I answered still staring at the purple strands of hair on his upper lip.
"Yep! What do you think? Defiantly Moustache Society worthy, am I right." Randy bragged while putting hand to his chin to appear dashing.
Smirking in amusement, I said. "Yeah its pretty good. Definitely a more convincing fake than Howard's"
Randy's smug smirk seemed to grow. "Ah, but that's the best part. This one is not a fake."
Now I was staring at him unconvinced. Rolling my eyes, I reached forward to call his bluff only to my amazement that the strand of hair I was tugging on stayed in place and Randy showed some signs of discomfort.
Stupefied, I used both of my hands to grab his cheeks, that felt warm for some reason, and moved his head around to look for any signs of the moustache being be a fake.
Seeing none, I let go of his face and looked at him questioningly. "Ho-how the juice!? Randy, I may not be an expert on boy adolescence; but I know for a fact that guys don't suddenly grow a moustache in just a few short hours! So how did you?"
"Oh just my manliness kicking in at my time of need." Randy answered while puffing out his chest.
I just stared at him blankly.
"Okay okay, the Ninja Nomicon may have helped me out."
"How?"
Randy takes a look around for anyone before he leans in and whispers. "The Ninja Art of Disguise."
"Disguise?"
"Yeah, apparently when you focus your energy you can change your appearance."
"Are you serious? That awesome! Wait.." I paused. "What happens when you lose focus?"
Randy just shrugged nonchalantly not seeming concerned. "Something about it taking over or some junk like that. But anyway, I gotta go. Got me a yacht party to crash."
"Taking over-wait Randy!" I called out after him as he quickly walked away but he was already gone.
Sighing in frustration, I rubbed my forehead as I felt an incoming headache. "This is gonna come back and bite him, I just know it."
Of all the parties the bakery had to cater, it had to be a McFist one.
Sighing as I adjusted the serving tray in my hand, I gave a polite smile as I served a few of the many faces of my school mates making sure my serving uniform was still neat.
'And being the only girl here doesn't make things better.' I thought to myself as I ignored the surprised/curious stares of the male guest.
"So what do you got-Davis!?"
Turning around by the sound of my name, I see Howard standing behind me looking at me in shock.
"Hey Howard." I greeted casually before gesturing to my tray. "Cupcake?"
"Yes." He take the dessert and starts eating it. "And also, what the juice are you doing here!?"
"Oh, the bakery was asked to do catering for the party."
"Oh...What else do you got on tha-"
"Good evening, stache-migos."
Turning around, again, both Howard and I see Randy standing there proudly wearing the society jacket and a thicker moustache.
His eyes widen when his eyes turned to me but quickly covered it with a smirk and wink. "Oh, and lady."
Howard gasped before growling as Randy swaggered over. "You just had to come. You couldn't stand the idea of me having fun at a party without you."
I was once again standing between them watching.
Randy just laughed. "Howard, that's ridiculous. You could never have fun at a party without me."
"Chillin' with a convicted fakie is a kick-outable offense." Howard growled. "You have to leave now."
"Make me." Randy countered coolly/smugly.
I watch the two have a bit of a stand off until Howard pulled out a whistle blew into it. "Fakie! We got a fakie here!" He points at Randy making a crowd form much to Randy and I's shock.
"You're ratting me out?" Randy said shocked.
"Howard!" I gasped angerly.
"You brought this on yourself." Howard hissed.
Turning to Randy in worry, I blinked in surprise when I noticed Randy's moustache seemed to get bigger.
Harry pushed himself to the front of the crowed and pointed at Randy. "Hey, you're that Smoothie from earlier. You don't belong here."
Two other guys grabbed Randy to prevent him from running.
I nervously looked around trying to figure out how to help that I didn't notice a robo-ape walking over.
Just as I was about to do something, the guys holding Randy let go of him and backed off.
"Terribly sorry about this, Mr. Cunningham." Harry apologized. "I don't know how we could have mistaken a boss stache like that for a fakey."
"Think nothing of it, Harry." Randy waved off the apology. "Innocent mistake. Now who do I see about getting fitted for a pinkie ring?"
I face palmed. 'Really!? He almost got thrown off the boat, his moustache just grew a size bigger out of nowhere, and all he cares about is a pinky ring.'
Just as I was about to make my annoyance known to him, I suddenly hear a whining yell and watch with everyone else as a robo-ape dragged away a struggling Howard.
"Let me go!" He cried. "I'm not a fakie!"
"Weinerman's a fakie?" Harry said surprised.
"Huh? Guess you'll have to kick him out of the Society then, won't you?" Randy said smugly.
I punched his shoulder making him wince and look at me with a 'what' look and I just gave him a scolding look.
"Yeah, after we shave off his eyebrows." Harry replied unflinchingly.
Both Randy and I gasped in horror.
"But those things don't grow back." I said looking towards where Howard was dragged away.
"Howard, what have I done?" Randy said to himself in regret just as his moustache grew another size.
Side eyeing it, I couldn't help but comment. "Okay, now that is starting to be creepy."
Randy just gives me a look.
"What? It is!"
"Not the point! Come on!" Randy then grabs my wrist and started dragging me towards where Howard was last seen.
As we were running; I see one of other waitstaff, Johnny I think, and quickly placed my serving tray into his free hand.
"Taking a break Johnny! I'll be back in 20 minutes!" I call over my shoulder while running and not waiting for a reply.
Quickly spotting a door that said V.I.P, we crouched down beside it and cracked it open.
The first thing we saw McFist and Viceroy backs to door and they seem to be behind a bar.
The door on the other side of the room suddenly burst open and the robo-ape from before threw Howard into the room.
"Yes! We got him." McFist cheered. "My plan worked!"
"You're right," Viceroy placed his sundae down. "My biker-bot lured, fought and identified the Ninja. Plus, I threw together this shindig last minute with no help from you. But yeah, your plan worked."
McFist, being the simpleton that he was, didn't pick up on the obvious sarcasm. "So you're saying my plan worked. Yes."
Randy and I quickly back away from the door.
"This party is a trap for the Ninja!" Randy said in realized horror that quickly changed into a smug one. "And Howard said I wasn't invited. This whole thing is for me!"
Rolling my eyes again, I nudged him with my elbow. "Not the point here. We gotta get in there and save Howard before they destroy him!"
"Right."
~Third Person P.O.V~
Howard whimpered and tried to struggle against his restraints the best he could to get away from the incoming razor that was about to take away his eyebrows until-
"Smoke bomb!"
The sudden clouds of colored smoke startled Viceroy enough to loose balance and fall to the ground, barley missing Howard with the razor as it shaved the midsection of the stuffed bear Howard was tied to.
The smoke clears to show Norrisville's heroes in battel stance.
"Ninja and Kunoichi!" McFist gasped.
Wordlessly, Ninja used his scarf like a whip to knock the razor out of Viceroy's hand making him wince.
Rubbing his hand, the scientist says. "Huh. So much for your plan." He then gets up and walks over to a gold statue of McFist that was mimicking the statue of Atlas. "Luckily, I always have a Plan B."
Flicking a switch on the statue, three chainsaw werewolves jumped down from the ceiling and surround the two partners.
Immediately the young heroes had to dodge an incoming swipe of a chainsaw by jumping while pulling out some weapons.
Kunoichi got into battel stance with a pair of chain sickles and Ninja pointing at the robots with one of his dual swords, looking determined.
The closest robot charged at them and began trading blows with Ninja while Kunoichi charged at one of the other two and began fighting it.
Ninja felt his moustache began to act out and quickly kicked the chainsaw werewolf away from him and towards the third one.
Sensing an opportunity, Ninja quickly rushed over, jumped on the robot he kicked, and kicked the one behind it in the face.
Landing on his feet, Ninja glanced behind him and saw his partner still going at it with her own robot.
Ninja gets another idea.
"Ninja fetching ball!" Giving the ball a squeeze, the sound it made stopped the chainsaw werewolf in its tracks and immediately rushed over to Ninja acting like a puppy and ignoring a shocked Kunoichi.
Humoring the robot a bit, Ninja threw the ball to the side making the K-9 robot chase after it. Once it caught the ball, it happily chewed on its new toy until it exploded and destroyed the robot.
Kunoichi goes to stand beside her partner looking playfully annoyed. "Kill stealer."
Ninja just snorts at that.
Getting serious again, Ninja and Kunoichi quickly spun around and used their scarfs to grab the last two robots by their chainsaws.
With a nod to each other, the two heroes maneuvered their scarfs to the make the two robot kill each other.
Ninja walk over to Howard and cuts him lose as he comments. "That was awesome. And so gross."
"Get outta here." Ninja said pointing to the doorway as Kunoichi comes up to his side.
But Howard doesn't move. "Listen, I think maybe this Stache Society thing got a little out of-"
"Would you go?!" Kunoichi uses her scarf to spin him out of the room.
With both of them distracted, McFist was able to capture them with his net gun.
"Hey!"
"Woah!"
"Got them!" McFist gleefully said as he watches his two greatest enemies struggle.
"Not good." Ninja grunted worryingly from the sudden change of the situation and the fact he could feel his moustache was acting up again under his mask.
Clearing off a nearby table and shoving it towards the middle of the room; McFist hauled the two heroes onto the table.
"This is it, Viceroy." McFist exclaimed.
"Can't-be-it." Ninja grunted out as he and his partner continued to struggle.
Viceroy comes over to the table and uses the razor to cut the top half of the nets so their heads were free.
McFist hovered his hand over Ninja's mask for a moment looking ecstatic.
"Are you gonna de-mask them or not?" Viceroy asked when another moment passed.
McFist growled and slammed his fist down on the table. "I'm savoring the moment."
As McFist's hand came up to her partner mask, Kunoichi couldn't help but look away from the incoming disaster.
"Ew"
"Oh, dear."
"The Ninja's got dog face."
What?
Kunoichi glances at her partner and flinches back. "Aw Shnasty!"
The thing that had everyone reeling was the amount of hair covering Ninja's face to the point one could only see his eyes!
"Dog face?" Ninja notices the extra hair he gained. "I lost control. You can't tell who I am. This is perfect!"
"Shave him." McFist ordered and Viceroy brings out the razor again as McFist held Ninja still.
'Focus energy.' Ninja concentrated on the approaching razor feeling the hair on his face began to move.
In a instant, the hair flared out sharply and destroyed the razor.
"My McFuzz Buzzer!" Viceroy cried out woefully at the smoking machine.
McFist notices a chainsaw by his feet from the robots and picks it up. "I'm just gonna take a little off the top of your neck!"
With a determined look, Ninja quickly used his moustache to knock the chainsaw out of McFist's hands. "Beard block!"
Once the weapon was out of his enemy's hands, Ninja quickly knocked him away. "Stache slap!"
'This is the weirdest fight yet.' Kunoichi couldn't help think to herself as she watched all this.
McFist grunted from the attack and then from the globe of his statue falling on his head.
With their enemies down, Ninja quickly shimmed his hair down his net. "Ninja facial hair escape."
Once freed, he cut Kunoichi free with a ninja ring and the two jumped away.
Ninja readjusted his mask and stared down at McFist. "Sorry, McFist. Hair today, gone to... I can't even finish that."
"Then don't and lets go." Kunoichi said pulling out a smoke bomb.
"Right, SMOKEBOMB!"
~Riley's P.O.V~
Quickly ducking into a broom closet, Randy and I sighed in relief as we removed our masks.
"That was way to close." I panted out with my hands on my knees.
"Yeah, Howard was right this whole thing went way to far." Randy said leaning against the door.
Looking at him, I couldn't help but say. "That's not the only thing that went to far."
Randy ran a hand through his new fur mask. "Is it that bad?"
Not even flinching, I pulled out my phone, took a picture, and showed it to him.
He immediately flinched back. "Aw Shnasty!"
"Yep." I put my phone back in my pocket. "But at least it got us out safely."
"Yeah..."
I notice his hesitant reply and look at him concerned. "What's wrong?"
Randy franticly gestured to his face. "How the juice am I supposed to take care of this without shaving off something important!"
Thinking, I opened my mouth to answer when the door to the closet suddenly opened and I was blinded from the sudden light.
"Riley?"
Getting my eyes to adjust, I see Johnny looking at me surprised.
I notice his eyes trail to Randy, who was facing away from the door, and gained a stern look. "You have 10 seconds for an explanation before I get your dad."
I stared at him confused for a moment before it clicked at what he thought was going on.
Blushing, I scowl at him. "Thats not what's happening; I'm just helping Randy here with a hair problem."
"Oh yeah?" Johnny leans on the door frame looking doubtful. "What kind of hair problem?"
Staring at him blankly, I grabbed Randy by the shoulder and spun him around to face Johnny.
"Geez kid!" He jumps back in shock. "What did you do? Makeout with a werewolf or something?"
Randy just groans in embarrassment and tries to hide his face with his hands.
Feeling some pity, I turned my attention to Johnny. "Do you know where my dad is? I think he can help."
Johnny's bewildered stare stayed on Randy as he answers. "Yeah, he's down the hall looking for you. McFist cut the party early so we're packing up to go."
"Thanks." I pat Randy on the shoulder. "I'll be right back."
And with that, I race down the hallway and immediately see my Dad looking around.
"Dad!"
He turns around with a relieved look. "Riley! There you are. Where have you been? Johnny told me you went on break and never came back."
"About that..."
"What the juice did you do kid!?"
I watch as Randy shrink a bit from my Dad's sudden raised voice and chuckled quietly.
Unknowingly, the main reason Randy shrank back was out of embarrassment due to his first meeting with his crush's Dad.
Clearing my throat I ask. "So can you do something?"
"Yeah I probably can..." Dad replied as he looked Randy over. "But I'm gonna need a picture of what he looked like before so I can get it right."
"Oh I got one." I took out my phone and showed him a picture of Randy, Howard, Rachel, and I from Whoopie World.
Dad looks at the picture and nods. "Yeah I can do that."
So after a quick 15 minute haircut, Randy was standing there good as new.
"Wow!" Randy said lookin at a mirror before looking up at my Dad. "Thank you!...uh sir!"
Dad just smiles as he sweeps away the hair. "No problem Randy. Just stay away from whatever hair growth formula that did this to you."
Randy just chuckles nervously. "Yeah I'll...do just that."
"Good." Dad then turns to me. "Ready to go?"
"All set." I then looked at Randy with a smile. "See you at school tomorrow, Randy."
"Uh yeah! Bye Riley."
Leaving the room, I just missed my Dad send Randy a 'I'm-watching-you-gesture' that made the male teen gulp a bit.
Walking down the hallway, I was mindlessly debating on training with the disguise lesson or not.
