Disclaimer: I don't own Randy Cunningham 9th grade ninja

Howard's pov

As I tip-toed towards Heidi's room I thought to myself, WHAT AM I DOING! This will never work! But I got nothing better to do, and it's not like I'm gonna be doing homework. I knocked on her door and she opened it… with a pretty sour face I might add

"What do you want Howard, I'm not in the mood for anything stupid right now." She said

"Well I thought you might need some help on your show." I replied

"Oh please, you got lucky that first time, what could you possibly know that I already do" she questioned

"Well, I might know the identity of the ninja." I said, which caused to just stare at me… then she started to laugh

"Again with the 'I know the ninja' thing. I fell for that once, I'm not falling for that again."

"Who said I'm the one that knows?" I said kinda mysteriously

"What do you mean by that" she asked, clearly interested

"It means I don't know who the ninja is, but I know who does"

"The ninja?" she asked, expecting some kind of prank

"No, Debbie Kang!" I revealed

"That little skank!" Heidi screamed, clearly upset, "That was supposed to be my story, and she just happens find out. Well not if I can help it. I will find out who the ninja is, or my name Heidi Weinerman."

"Ok, *cough*dramaqueen*cough*" I insulted "I'm going to help you, ok."

"And what makes you think I'm going to let you come with me?" she asked

"Because if it weren't for me, you'd have nothing better to do than brag to your friends about the crown you won"

"… I hate it when you're right." She sighed, "So how are we going to do this?"

"Well…" I started," We could bring a ladder with us and sneak into her room while she's having dinner or something

"… This seems oddly planned out for you." She said, eyeing me suspiciously

"What! Me, plan something. C-come on Heidi, that's j-just ridiculous" I told her nervously

She kept staring at me, right in the eye … then she started laughing again

"You're right, what was I thinking?" Heidi chuckled to her self

"So … where does Debbie live again?"

"Here, let me check" I said taking out-

"Is that my McFist pad?" She asked sternly

Oh, that's right. This was Heidi's McFist pad. Oh well, nothing I can do about it now. I just hope Cunningham's doing better than I am in this plan

Randy's pov

I was on Steven's roof thinking only one thing. WHAT TAKING MCFIST SO LONG!

I've been waiting for at least two honking' hours. It was like they deliberately take so long to- oh, hey, robots. There were only two of them, kinda skinny with kidney-shaped heads. They didn't look too dangerous, not accounting the honking' razor sharp claws on each hand, energy blades for elbows, and a galting gun on their backs. Other than that, they looked pretty mellow with silver and green stripes

"This the house, Viceroy?" one of them asked

"The tracker say the ninja lives here"the other one replied

"Ninja air fist!" I yelled out. My air fist hit the one that I guess was being controlled by McFist. Only for it to get back up and look at me. Oh boy.

"Ah, ninja, I see you are here. See Viceroy, my plan worked," He praised himself

"Yes, where do you come up with your genius, Hannibal?" Viceroy replied sarcasticly

"It's a gift," he replied," Anyway, we got you now-what was his name again?"

"Stevens-"

"Stevens!" he called out

"You think I'm Stevens. Then tell me who's in that house, sleeping like a baby?" I told them

Viceroy's and McFist's robots eyes glowed and looked through the house

"It's not possible. All of my research …" Viceroy whined

"Your plan was a bust Viceroy. I knew we should have done, ugh, something else" McFist complained

"Excuse me," I interrupted," But what exactly are these things"

"These," McFist started," Are killer bee-ots. Get it, because of the stripes"

"Actually they look more like the droids from star wars," I observed," Murder, droids. *Gasp* Murder-oids, that's what you are"

"I told you the design was similar to-"

"Are we going to waste time arguing, or are we going to KILL THE NINJA!" McFist shouted

"Wow, for once, you're the voice of reason. I'm impressed Hannibal" Viceroy praised, "Now lets kill ourselves a ninja"

"Oh boy" I said as the murder-oids changed. There claws got longer, the energy blades extended, and the galting guns were now over their shoulders. Looking at these two, I did the one thing a reasonable person would do. NINJA-SPRINT FOR MY LIFE! And that's when they started shooting

Howard's pov

We were in Debbie's room with her computer, Mexican death bear plushies, her bed, with Mexican death bear pillows, dark blue walls, with Mexican death bear posters. If her constant blabbering didn't prove her love of Mexican death bears, her room sure did.

"Ok, I'll look around her room for evidence of the ninja's identity," Heidi started,"You try to hack her computer for some information and- stop trying to play mission impossible on your phone"

Dang it, I was so close. Anyways, on to going through Debbie's computer. As it turned out, hacking was hard. I wonder what Cunningham is doing right now

I'm back and with more cliffhangers. May I never have computer again. Anyways please review