Summary: Rachelle Cunningham was your average girl but on entering High School she was chosen to be the next Norrisville Ninja, with Monsters and Robots out there she will be pressed to be the hero Norrisville needs while keeping it a secret from those around her.
Disclaimer: I don't own Randy Cunningham 9th Grade Ninja or any of the characters in the show so no suing.
Chapter 03: Talent Stank
Rachelle yawned as she walked towards Norrisville High tired out as Howard was talking about something-she will admit she wasn't paying attention.
All of this Ninjaing was starting to wear her down a bit as another robot showed up in the middle of the night so she had to leave and take care of it, barely making it back home in time for her Mom to open the door to wake her up so she was running on little to no sleep and a cup of coffee.
'I wonder where the robots are coming from anyways.' Rachelle thought giving a yawn. 'Then again there was something pretty different from this one compared to the first one.'
Maybe it was because it was pretty small compared to the multiarmed one or perhaps it was because it looked more like a robot than a bunch of parts put together.
"Whoa you don't look so hot Cunningham." Howard said seeing the bags under her eyes.
"Wow thanks Howard, way to talk to a girl." Rachelle said with a smirk knowing that wasn't what he meant.
"Haha but seriously you okay?"
"Just tired nothing too bad." Rachelle said waving off his concern before a guy walked into them.
"Watch it."
"You know Howard I can't help but think we're still nameless freshmen in the school." Rachelle couldn't help but say as another guy bumped into Howard.
"Watch out, kid."
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Howard said preening. "They love me at this school hence my awesome nickname the Watchout Kid!"
As if on cue a girl bumped into him. "Watch out, kid."
Rachelle felt a headache coming along. "Howard you do realize they're not calling you the Watchout Kid, they're literally just saying watch out, kid!"
Howard blinked before his expression fell as realization dawned. "Oh then yeah we're completely faceless."
"Well it's only been what a week since school started?" Rachelle yawned as they walked through the hallways. "I'm sure there's something that separates us from the rest of these clowns," As if on cue Juggo a boy dressed as a clown riding a unicycle rode by before Theodore Fowler a blue haired boy with light blue streaks moved by kicking a soccer ball like a hacky sack. "And soccer players," Then Rachelle blinked as Dave a kid with an accordion walked by. "And Accordion Players? What the Juice, did we miss an E-Blast or something?"
That was when they heard music playing and glanced up at the hallway TV's to see Howard's older brother on the screen who did his own blog for the entire school and the number one gossip reporter.
If there was a rumor he knew it.
Harold Weinerman, a Junior with short, clean cut orange hair dressed in a peach McTop with an open red McVest and a bluetooth in his ear. "Hey there my peeps this is Harold with a status update of the going ons within Norrisville High," Harold said the camera zooming in on him. "Due to the fact that my judges who were supposed to judge the upcoming Talent Show like they promised, decided to enter it instead we have to postpone the Talent Show indefinitely."
As he said that two pictures showed up showing the Judges to be Bash and one of his friends Mick.
The same two who were in the hallway. "Oh yeah we broke a promise." Bash said as if that was something to be proud of while groans echoed in the hallway showing what everyone was hyped up for.
Rachelle just quirked a brow wondering why Harold decided to trust Bash of all people before an idea popped in her head. "That's it!" She said catching Howard's attention. "The Talent Show!"
"I'm pretty sure Grave Punching won't get us in." Howard said misunderstanding it.
"No bro you misunderstand," Rachelle said throwing a casual arm around Howard. "Picture it, everyone is depressed that the show is cancelled because they lack judges, so you and I will be the judges. Thus we save the Talent Show and everyone will know who we are. It'll be the straight up cheese."
"That's lame," Howard said not liking it lightly getting out of Rachelle's grip. "I give that idea a 1 out of 10."
"Come on everyone loves the judges and they want this show to happen." Rachelle said with a grin right as Bash walked between them.
"Watch out kid!" Bash mocked pushing Howard so hard he flew into an open locker.
Howard stuck a thumb out a second later. "I'm in."
After school both Rachelle and Howard were easily accepted as judges the two of them in the auditorium with a crowd of students behind them as Harold was nearby wearing a webcam hat and carrying an IPad. "Hello again my peeps, it's your boy Harold with another status update," He said in the camera with a wide grin. "I'm casting live from the auditorium where my younger brother Howard and his best pal Michelle-."
"Rachelle," Rachelle cut in a bit annoyed. "I've known you my whole life."
It was a common problem that got on Rachelle's nerve because despite knowing him her whole life the guy can't seem to get her name right always saying a name that rhymes with Rachelle instead of her actual name.
"To judge the talent show," Harold said as if there was no interruption before covering the camera and glaring at Howard. "Wonk this up and I'll make sure to webcast that video of you two cosplaying one of those ridiculous video games."
"We were three." Howard protested with a frown.
"Not that one."
"... Oh." Howard felt some fear as he thought about it.
"Ah don't listen to him Howard this will be so bruce." Rachelle said the two doing their standard high five.
Below the school however the Sorcerer was brooding before pausing as a scent reached his nose, his new rat friend sitting next to him. "Hmm, there's a delicious desperation in the air today," He said standing up as he recognized the scent itself. "This could only be one thing, Talent Show Auditions. Nothing dances on the tongue like the dashed dreams of the delusional."
With that he began to give an evil laugh before hearing squeaking and looked down to see that the rat somehow managed to get four plates and was balancing them on a stick with three limbs and its nose, all while standing on one foot.
"Please stop doing that." The Sorcerer said finding that annoying as the rat halted its trick before waving a plate in front of its face changing from happy to sad and back again.
Watching that for a few seconds, the Sorcerer pinched his nose in frustration regretting that he gave this rat enhanced intelligence.
Back at the auditions both Rachelle and Howard were stuck listening to Bash and his friends do a hip-hop song that ended with Bash destroying the microphone creating a loud high-pitched noise making everyone cover their ears in the process.
When it died down, Rachelle coughed and gave her opinion. "Badly incoherent yet catchy I like it, what do you think Howard?"
"Loved it, yo bros, yo in the Talent Show!" Howard said as they cheered and walked off the stage. "You know Cunningham this is nice, although a bit boring."
Rachelle looked confused.
They were seeing people perform how was this boring?
Unknown to her, Howard gained a sneaky look as he remembered seeing a routine online about a nice judge and a mean judge and knew a different way to get their names out there.
He knew Rachelle was a shoo-in for nice judge and he didn't mind.
Being the mean judge sounds a whole lot more fun.
Juggo the Clown rode his Unicycle out there with good balance. "I'm Juggo the Juggling Clown and I'm here to do some juggling as well as some clowning."
Rachelle smiled politely. "Alright Juggo, let's see what you've got."
With that Juggo began to do his thing while riding around the stage and Howard acted. "Stop, stop, stop!"
His interruption made Juggo drop the bowling pins in surprise while Rachelle blinked and looked at Howard in confusion not seeing the problem.
The guy was pretty good.
"You call that juggling?" Howard asked waving his hands to the pins. "All you did was throw stuff in the air and catch it."
"Howard are you wonk? That is juggling." Rachelle said not seeing what his problem was.
"She's right." Juggo said throwing his arms out in embarrassment as people in the audience were whispering.
"And don't get me started on that bike, one wheel? Come back when you have two and regular shoes," Howard mocked with the audience laughing making him grin before he added to it by making a fart noise. "Off my stage!"
"Your stage?" Rachelle asked but seeing Juggo's dejected look she spoke. "Sorry Juggo you were great before someone rudely interrupted but the rules say you need to votes to get in."
Juggo sniffled before cycling off crying.
As he was out of sight, Rachelle glared at Howard who blinked. "What?"
Covering the microphone, Rachelle spoke. "What was that?!" She hissed at him. "You made him cry."
"I know isn't it great?" Howard asked with a grin.
"How is that great?! We're here to save the show not embarrass people."
"Hey there's always a mean judge and look at that people loved it," Howard said with a grin. "A bit more like that and we won't be faceless freshmen."
…
"Auditions are heating up," Harold said standing outside of the auditorium as a large line of auditions were nearby. "Who has the juice to make it in Norrisville-."
Cue Juggo bursting out on his Unicycle still juggling as he was sobbing.
Harold blinked a bit uncertain before getting over it. "Definitely not that guy."
The Sorcerer chuckled as he could hear the sobbing from his prison. "Bingo." He said gathering green energy that shot through the energy meeting Juggo in the hallway where he tripped as it enveloped his Unicycle turning him into a monster.
"Alright up next we have Theodore Fowler looking to showcase his soccer skills," Howard said as Theo walked on the stage smiling at the audience, although his eyes lingered on Rachelle for a few seconds making her face go red as she smiled at him right before Howard leaned in to whisper. "Watch this, I'm going to end this dude."
"Don't you dare," Rachelle said with a glare. "We're not doing this."
"There's the nice judge." Howard said giving a thumbs up thinking that she was getting into the act.
'Oh this isn't going to end well-.' Rachelle thought before she heard roaring outside to see a monster red skinned Juggo juggling a bike, a garbage can and the Principal's car.
"Juggo?" She whispered in surprise and grimaced.
She had to go Ninja but she couldn't leave, especially with Howard like this.
Hearing movement, Rachelle looked back at the stage to see Theo kicking the ball into the air and seemed to be keeping it from hitting the ground with impressive hand-eye coordination, even using his elbows and head to do so.
Rachelle would admit that she would watch this all day if she didn't have a Monster to deal with-.
"Wow lame, I thought this was soccer not hacky-sack." Howard interrupted with a scoff ruining Theo's concentration as the ball hit his head one last time and rolled away. "Soccer? More like Failure I almost blew chunks watching that."
"You're being ridiculous that was pretty bruce." Rachelle said looking at her friend, ignoring the snickering audience. "It takes talent to do that with a soccer ball."
Howard just laughed before pointing. "Off my stage."
As Theo ran off, Rachelle had enough and looked at Howard. "You're acting way out of control." She said hearing a crash outside showing that Juggo broke something. 'Oh man I really need to get out there.'
"Come on lighten up, it's a Talent Show we don't need that to be in there." Howard said none of them realizing that they didn't cover the microphones this time, the audience listening to them.
"No what we don't need is you acting like a schnoob." Rachelle said hearing another crash and she swore the Nomicon was starting to glow in her backpack as if telling her to hurry up.
"A schnoob huh?" Howard asked before seeing the audience watching them and smirked. "Alright… Off my stage!"
"Wait you're kicking me out from judging?" Rachelle balked in surprise as the audience seemed to agree with Howard before seeing that as her ticket to do her Ninja thing. "You know what fine, good luck ruining the Talent Show."
With that she left, running out the door as she grabbed the Ninja Mask and pulled it on her face. "Looks like it's Ninja-O-Clock." She said trying out a catch phrase because every superhero had one in the comics.
Making it outside to see Monster Juggo, Rachelle grinned.
"So you like to juggle huh? How about this?" With that she threw three razor sharp discs. "Ninja Rings!"
Much to her surprise however Juggo just dropped what he was already juggling and began to juggle her Ninja Rings.
"Okay now you're just showing off."
Eyes widening as Juggo threw the rings back, Rachelle did a hand flip to dodge out of the way in time for Juggo to move at her on his Unicycle with his pins, laughing all the way.
"Okay enough clowning around," Rachelle punned reaching behind her. "Ninja Knife-Sickles."
She pulled out two batons with hook like knives on them and began to spin them on a chain as she ran at Juggo, easily slicing through the pins with a smirk, only to adopt a look of confusion when Juggo remained the same.
"What the Juice? I trashed your pins so where's the Destankage?" Rachelle muttered under her breath before dodging a swipe and flip kicked Juggo to where he landed on his head, his Unicycle being shown. "Ah there we go."
As Juggo began to rush at her, Rachelle moved and slid underneath him throwing the Knife Sickles to snag the Unicycle and tear it apart.
Juggo immediately turned back to normal as he was on his back before Rachelle held her hand out. "You alright Juggo?" She asked in concern feeling responsible for this.
Maybe she shouldn't have suggested judging the Talent Show and this would've been avoided.
Juggo weakly took her hand. "Actually Ninja my day has been up and down." He admitted right before the wall to the school collapsed with another Monster roaring.
Looking at the monster, Rachelle's eyes widened as she recognized Theo who held a rather large soccer ball as he had green skin looking like a giant plant creature. "... I should probably fight that," Rachelle said to Juggo who ran to get out of the way before Rachelle moved forward. "Theo right? I saw your show and I have to say you have amazing ball skills-."
She was cut off by the Soccer Ball being launched into her gut and she slammed into the Principal's Car barely hearing a shout. "My Car!"
"Not cool Fowler." Rachelle muttered in slight pain.
Back inside, Dave just finished playing his accordion when he smiled at Howard as the judge was quiet throughout his whole audition before Howard walked up there and placed a hand around his neck.
"Really? An accordion, Dave?" Howard asked making Dave feel uneasy. "An accordion?! What should I do?"
That question was directed at the audience who gave their two cents. "Off the stage!"
Howard smirked. "Off my stage!" He ordered to their chanting as he chuckled. 'I have no idea what Rachelle was talking about this is great.'
Okay he did feel a little bad for kicking her out… He'll make it up to her later for now he needed to continue his Mean Judge act.
"Another reject?" Harold asked in shock as Dave walked by him with a slump in his step. "What's up with those judges? I knew I shouldn't have trusted Howard and Danielle."
With that said he walked into the auditorium only to frown.
"Where the juice is Mirelle?"
Back outside, Theo had his soccer ball back and approached Rachelle who swapped the Knife Sickles out for a pair of escrima sticks before Theo roared in her face. "Uh Stank breath," She muttered nearly gagging. "Ever heard of mouthwash Fowler?"
On hearing that Theo went to slam his soccer ball into Rachelle who calmly raised her escrima sticks to where the pointed ends popped a hole in the soccer ball releasing the stankage as Theo stood there in confusion, a little disorientated.
"Theo you okay-?" Rachelle went to ask only for a third monster to burst through the walls this one showing it to be Dave with accordion arms as he had blue skin making Rachelle pinch her nose in frustration. "This is getting ridiculous."
She didn't look as she tossed the escrima stick through the accordion arm releasing the stankage.
"Just where are you coming from?" She muttered taking off after it. "Hey get back here!"
Kicking the doors open, Rachelle ran through the hallways before seeing it go into the vents.
"Didn't expect that." Rachelle mused wondering what was in there.
…
A moment later she snuck into the Auditorium, staying in the rafters as the Ninja when she pulled the NinjaNomicon out. "Come on Nomicon, help a girl out how do I stop this Stankage if I don't know anything about it?" She muttered opening the book and was immediately pulled in, words filling her head.
'Centuries ago, a great war was waged between good and evil, between Ninja and Sorcerer. Too powerful to destroy, the dark one was locked deep underground his prison sealed with a sacred stone. In the darkness he waits, wreaking havoc, possessing the vulnerable using that which they hold most dear, amassing power from chaos. Once he's gained enough power, he will escape from his prison and darkness will reign. Preventing this is the sacred duty of the Ninja.'
Rachelle shook her head as she was back in the rafters. "Honking Bruce," She muttered not expecting that. "Does that make this Sorcerer my arch nemesis?"
That was the cheese right there-wait no this was bad.
"Off my stage!" Rachelle looked down to see Howard making another refusal and understood.
All of this stankage, the vulnerability these people felt were from the Talent Show Auditions.
Frowning, Rachelle dropped down behind the crowd and took her mask off, intent on stopping Howard.
"I got my eyes on seeing some dancing fish and then you guys come out," Howard said way too into the mean judge acting a dance group. "You're not fish, you're not even dancing."
The leader of the group was a girl name Morgan who had a cold look on her face, looking annoyed and bored. "That's because we haven't started yet." She said to Howard with the crowd going 'Ooooh.'
Howard smirked. "I like you, you're feisty," He said before chuckling. "You know what else you are?"
"Off the stage!" The crowd chanted.
Howard began to dance in a mocking way as the girls on the dance team began to cry with Morgan giving them a look. "Get it together, girls. There is no crying in dancing."
About to call out the next 'victim' no one noticing the green stank approaching the Dance Team, Rachelle got to the stage. "Howard this has gone far enough," She said grabbing him by the back of his shirt.
"Oh? Back for round 2 Nice judge?" Howard asked still in the act.
"Howard I'm your best friend so listen when I tell you," Rachelle said jabbing a finger towards the door leading outside. "There have been multiple monster attacks out there, you want to know who the cause for them is?"
Howard looked as if he didn't care." Not really."
"You're Mean Judge acting."
That made Howard glare. "What the juice, Cunningham are you serious? They love me here, I'm no longer a nameless Freshmen," He said with the crowd chanting his name. "You on the other hand are so you have a lot of catching up to do."
'Dear lord he's a monster that creates monsters.' Rachelle thought thinking she would have to get Harold to stop him before there was a roar making them turn to see the Dance Team as a group of dancing fish with the exception of Morgan who calmly stepped back.
"Whoa, that's not a part of the routine."
Rachelle just crossed her arms and looked at Howard whose shoulders slumped a deadpanned look on his face while the audience screamed and evacuated "Not. One. Word." Howard muttered right before the Stanked Dance Team grabbed him making him scream.
Running behind the stage curtains, Rachelle pulled her mask back on and used a smoke bomb to appear right in the middle of the Dance Team, who had Howard tied up and hitting him like a tetherball.
"Hold it-." She began only to be backhanded in the face by a fin sending her into the stage.
"Ninja, you got served in the face." Howard quipped with Rachelle giving him a look.
"You know I could just leave you right?" Rachelle asked with Howard paling a bit before the Stanked Dance Team roared.
"Dance Fight!" They began to move in synchronization as they ganged up on Rachelle. "Dance Fight!"
"Sweet Ninja it's a crop attack." Rachelle said never facing this many enemies at once as she was having a hard time dodging their attacks and her own blows were blocked before she was slammed into the wooden stage.
Groaning, Rachelle was stomped on and sent through the stage before she jumped out the only ones watching the fight was Howard who was tied up, Morgan frowning at this whole event and Harold who quickly got to Morgan. "Morgan can you give us the dets of this sitch?"
"What does that mean?!" Rachelle asked kicking the Dance Team back one after another, even slamming the back of her fist back without looking to get one while Harold rolled his eyes.
"Tell us what's happening." He elaborated in annoyance.
"Well the girls are setting up for a backside dirty footwork."
"Do those words even go together?!" Rachelle asked annoyed at not understanding this.
"If you're a dancer they do, it's the thing we hold most dear." Morgan explained to her.
Rachelle was caught off guard by a punch that sent her skidding across the stage in time for more stank to fill the area the five dancers now fusing together into one body with five heads, the onlookers looking terrified while the Ninja quickly got up.
'Thing you hold most dear huh?' Rachelle thought reaching in her suit and pulling out two metal balls. "Alright Dance Team, see you next fall!"
With that she tossed them the balls exploding to show that they were filled with Marbles that rolled under the feet of the Stanked Dance team making them fall over, the act Destanking them.
"Now that's talent, I give it a five out of ten though for the pun." Howard said making Rachelle look at him.
"Really a five?"
"Now it's a four you want to keep going?"
Giving him a slight glare, Rachelle grumbled to herself. "SMOKE BOMB!"
After she disappeared, Morgan approached the disorientated Dance Team. "You guys better not think about mutating at the regionals." She warned while Harold approached the still tied up Howard.
"Uh you mind letting me down bro?" Howard asked not liking the look his brother was giving him.
…
The Sorcerer groaned as all of the chaos disappeared and he sat down annoyed because that was the closest he's gotten to nearly being free in so long.
"All I want to do is cause a little chaos, bust out of this hole and enslave the whole world," The Sorcerer admitted, sitting down with a hand on his face. "Is that so wrong?"
As he spoke the rat lightly patted his back.
It was the next day as Harold began his usual broadcast with Bash and his Yo-Bro's in the actual talent show as they were literally the only ones accepted because of his brother's mean judge routine. In retaliation, Harold had his brother sign up and was going to have his friend Michelle join in, but some of the students actually came to her defense and explained that even she was given the 'Off the stage' treatment when she tried to step in, so she got off with no trouble.
"Sup it's H-Dub coming at you live from the N-Ville High TV Show," Harold said as both he and Rachelle were sitting at a table smiling at the camera. "Next to me is the better judge of the talent show Mirelle."
"Rachelle," Rachelle corrected an annoyed look. "Seriously it's not that hard."
"-who the contestants liked as an actual judge despite the trouble caused by her friend."
"Do I really have to do this?" Howards voice came from behind the curtains as Harold glared.
"For four hours we had to listen to Bash and the Yo-Bro's considering you kept shutting everyone else out so get out here!"
The curtains opened to show Howard dressed as a clown a look of pure distaste on his face at the fact that he was forced to do this.
"This is your fault Cunningham, we were totally unqualified to act as judges." Howard said with Rachelle giving a shrug.
"It would've been fine if you didn't let being a judge go to your head." Rachelle said to him. "Just remember I did try to stop you."
Howard grumbled but accepting that part as he began to twirl the baton he had before it went flying the crowd booing.
"Hey Howard," Morgan spoke up from the audience. "Off. My. Stage."
As laughter erupted from the crowd, Rachelle smiled and leaned back.
She'll admit she was enjoying this as she was admitabbly a little sore over what happened when she joined the Marching Band for the day and the events of yesterday.
"I give it a five out of ten." Rachelle called out with a grin.
Howard looked indignant. "A five?!"
"Now it's a four you want to keep going?"
Was she going too far?
… Nah, things will be back to normal tomorrow.
To Be Continued…
Alright this one was pretty fun to type. I figured with how I typed Rachelle she wouldn't be dumb enough to suggest the Nice Judge/Mean Judge routine-seriously how is that a good idea?
But since Howard agreed to it just as easily in the show I think he would've come up with it a lot easier, hopefully his and everyone else's personalities are fine.
Yes Theresa and Heidi are GB in this fic as well, just to make it so Rachelle isn't the only one and the crossover elements will begin next chapter which I'll try to make an original one instead of one from the show, already have eight pages for it so it should be pretty easy, I wanted to give Rachelle more of her own enemies instead of just the ones that Randy had and two of them will be shown in this next chapter-it also explains more about the mention of the robot in the beginning.
After that one I'll work on one of my other stories to update them.
But for now here are the Reviews.
Lala Norisu: Haha yeah, figured that would be just their luck right there.
Ph0enix17: Idk about that yet but I'll definitely be continuing this one.