"Billy! How could you do that?!"

"Sorry, Bro-tein shake, how many times do I have to apologize?"

"I don't know, how am I going to explain that to them?"

Billy and Spencer were just leaving school for the day. After the backpack incident, Spencer had spent the rest of the day avoiding Randy and Howard. It was really such a shame, because they seemed like really cool people. Or, at least Howard. Spencer hardly had any time to get to know Randy before Billy stole his bag, and started a ruckus! Remembering this, Spencer made sure to give Billy another cold glare. Billy frowned. "Come on, Spence! It was a joke!"

"Joke or not, you went too far! This might have been my chance to get a fresh start, if only temporarily! I can't believe you did that!"

Spencer growled and began to walk faster. It would be much easier to just bike away from him, but he hadn't been able to bring his bicycle with him. Suddenly, Spencer heard a rustling coming from behind the bushes. He stopped, peering over the top of it. But, he saw nothing. After a while of looking around, he shrugged and continued to walk. Billy drifted along, not far behind him.

"What was that?"

"I don't know. Probably a racoon or something."

Billy nodded, and went ahead of Spencer. Eventually, Spencer caught up to him, but instead of acknowledging him, he walked right through him. Billy shivered as he phased through him and scowled.

"What the heck? I said I was sorry! And it's not like I haven't done this before!"

"Yeah, but this time, I was associated with it!"

"Well, aren't you always?"

"NO!"

Spencer huffed, and continued to walk bristly. Billy didn't follow this time. He only folded his arms, and scowled.

"Well fine! Then I guess I'll just...I'll just go somewhere else!"

Spencer waved, not turning around. Billy spat at him and drifted off on his own. As he went, Billy couldn't help but feel like someone was following him. It was a bit unnerving, actually. No one should have even been able to see him, let alone follow him. But every time he turned around, there was nobody there. This frightened Billy even more. What was it? After a while of thinking, Billy had no other explanation other than it was an animal. Billy stopped at an intersection and looked around. He had seemingly gone a long way. He tugged at the collar of his tie and scratched his head, unsure of where to go next. Maybe if he just went off and did his own thing for a while, Spencer would cool off? Yeah, that was a logical idea. But then again, when had Billy ever cared about logic? Billy sighed and looked around. It was a little hard adjusting to this new town, so at least he was able to understand Spencer at one point. Still, he didn't see how him "Borrowing" a simple backpack affected Spencer in anyway. Suddenly, Billy heard something. It sounded like...music. His music, no less. Billy looked around for the source of the music, entranced by his own voice. Quickly, he noted where it was coming from; a nearby bedroom. Billy floated up to the room and looked around. He knew he shouldn't be snooping, but it was his own music! He had to find who was playing it. Billy slowly phased through the wall. Upon closer inspection of the room, he noticed how messy and chaotic it was. He was just about to leave, when something, or someone, tackled him to the ground.

"GAAH!"

Billy shrieked, flailing his arms about. There was a thud (Probably made by his attacker) and then, nothing. Billy opened his eyes to see a boy looking at him. He wore black, lots of black, with red. A sword poised towards him. This only made Billy shriek even more.

"GAAAAAAH!"

Billy flinched, covering his face with his hands.

"PLEASE DON'T HURT ME! MY FACE IS TOO BEAUTIFUL!"

The boy narrowed his eyes at Billy.

"So, who sent you? Huh? McFist?"

"I-I don't know! Now put th-that thing away! Before you hur-oh right."

Billy moved his hands and phased back. The boy shook his foot in surprise and disgust, but made sure to keep his sword aimed at him. Billy brushed himself off, and took a few deep breaths. The sudden attack had startled him quite a bit. Once he was calm again, he turned back to the boy.

"Whoa, Bro-Migo, what's with hostility? You could have killed me!...if I wasn't already dead in the first place."

"I am the Ninja!"

The boy replied proudly, taking a moment to strike a pose before bringing his sword back towards Billy.

"And it is my job to de-stank you!"

"De-stank? Hey, I at least let people know when I cut one."

"What? No! I mean defeat you!"

Billy rolled his eyes, and began to inspect his fingernails.

"Yeah, yeah. Look, I only came for the music. So, if that's all, I'm gonna go."

Billy pointed towards the window and was almost about to leave, when a thought crossed his mind.

"Waaaaait a minute, how can you see me?"

But when he turned to face the boy, he was gone.