"Hey, Cunningham." Randy heard Howard's voice.

"Huh, what?" He shot opened his eyes and looked around until he found Howard looking at him from outside of the restroom stall.

"Wow man, those nightmares really did a number on you?"

"Yeah." Randy tried wiping way his tiredness.

Right after he let out a yawn, Howard said "Your brother was looking for you?"

"What Nomicon?!" he said in a bit of panic.

"Wow, wow, I think he's starting to find out about the ninja."

"Agh. I'll think of something to tell him when I get home and get some sleep."

Later on, in the day when Randy and Nomican gotten back home, Randy went straight for his bed like he told Howard, not caring if his brother was keeping a close eye on him him.

As soon as he lay on his bed after switching into his pajamas, he closed his eyes.

Randy soon found himself in the dark void again, but unlike last time he soon turned and saw everyone staring at him including his Nomicon and Howard who stood in the front row. With an eyebrow raised he looked at himself and noticed he had his ninja suit on. He only had to look up as he heard the audience gasped before something stabbed him through the chest.

Randy screamed, shooting up with widen eyes the same as those other times only while he panted, hearing his heart pounded like a drum, he felt tears running down his cheeks. The nightmare felt so real.

Just then, the ninja heard footsteps getting louder. Wasting no time and lied back down, he closed his eyes to conceal any trace of him waking up.

Nomicon walked to his brother's room. When he peaked into the room, he heard snoring. Nothing seemed to be wrong, however he had to be sure. The red-headed teen climbed up the ladder making the least amount of noise as he can.

Once there, a soft smile appeared on his face as found Randy sleeping lying down sleeping. He waited a bit before getting down and off the ladder. However, he headed out with a serious face. His little brother was having nightmares; this much was true. He heard his brother scream. That what made him go and check on him, but there was nothing more, nothing else could do. His brother needed sleep and he seemed like he gotten one. He hoped that either Randy had found a way to get rid of them or come to him for help soon.

However, when the next morning hit, neither appear to be happening soon. Nomicon sat in the kitchen eating breakfast. He stopped and peered towards the entrance, hoping to see Randy coming bye. It was way past his brother's typical wake up time even their mother started to get worried.

He risen from his seat and about to check on his purple haired brother when he turned, spotting said younger Cunningham coming in a slowed place with his head down and appearing to be teetering on the edge of being awake and going back to bed.

The green-eyed teen was about to asked what the juice was going on, but their mom spoke up again, letting them know about the bus. He sighed. There was no way out of it. Dragging a dead tired Randy to the bus and sat next to him. He was going to try this time, but someone, who he thought was Stevens started play their instrument loudly. Nomicon noticed Randy groaning as they both covered their ears.

This was starting to get annoying.

After hearing everybody thanked the all blessed cheese when the school bus dropped them off, Nomicon scowled as he watched his little brother moved like zombie with Howard towards their class before he could ask again.

With Randy's end, he struggled to keep his eyes opened and not just fall on to the ground.

"Still having those nightmares, huh?"

He looked over to see Howard walking beside him.

"Agh, I can't sleep for very long or the nightmares keep coming up."

"So, what are you going to do about it?"

"Don't know."

"You've got to do something."

"I'll think of something."

"Agh, you already said that?"

"I know, I know." He let out a sigh. "Just too tired to think of anything right now."

Despite his eyes feeling like they were weighted down, Randy noticed Howard giving him a doubtful face before staring at the side of face.

Curious on Howard was looking at, he felt there. As soon as his hand reached a spot near his eye. He found that Howard must be looking at his scar.

He put his hand down as he said "Huh, I don't remember when I got that."

As the classes went by, it felt like torture, just only managed to keep a sliver consciousness.

During a class that he didn't know whose class it was, he node off for a second, when Randy heard his fellow students that some kind of lizard robot scurrying its way into the school. He let out a whimpered when the teacher said they were getting out of class. He didn't to be wonkin dealing with a Mfcfist bot right now.

"So, are you going to fight?" Howard asked him.

"Agh, I don't have any choice, Howard. I have to go..." he let out a yawn.

"Well, okay then..."

Randy ran off, not listing to what else Howard had to say.

He spirited into a nearby a restroom, but as soon he saw girls inside staring at him, he ran out and went to the right one. There he took one of the stalls that someone did not flush. He let out another groan. Not really needing this ever-growing list of obstacles. The blue-eyed teen soon dashed out and into the next one and put his ninja mask. Now in his ninja attire, went searching for that lizard.

After a second, he walked through the halls, feeling every bit of his sleep deprivation doing a ninja kick to his eye lids.

Just as he wiped away more tiredness something wrapped around his arms and torso, grabbing him, and shot him up in the air like an action figure.

He struggled through slime to get free before he heard a hiss. Looking down, the teenager saw that the robotic lizard staring grabbed him by its tongue.