The next day, Howard and Randy were once again, waiting in class for Spencer. He was late, and with nothing better to do, they had decided to hold yet another doodling contest. But this time, Howard made sure Randy couldn't see his picture. Cackling to himself as he drew, it left Randy to fear the worst.

"What could possibly be so funny that you're laughing like that?"

"You just wait and see, Cunningham. You just wait and see!"

"Dude, this is a drawing contest. Not a mad-scientist experiment. Stop laughing like that."

"No, becuase, it puts you off."

Randy peeked over Howard's shouder and gasped. narrowed his eyes at Howard and began to draw faster.

"Two can play at that game!"

Soon, there was a cloud of tension and competition in the air. Eraser bits and broken pencil points scattered around the desk as the two drew furiously.

"DONE!"

"DONE!"

The two held up their drawings in satysfaction.

"I present to you, Harold Weinerman, the ham head!"

Haward looked at the picture and laughed.

"Oh yeah? Well, then allow me to introduce Mr. Cunningham, prince of French coture!"

Randy looked at the picture wide eyed. It looked strange, but, in a more correct sense. Like he had known what he was doing. There were so many question to ask about it. Last he had seen it, it looked stupid. Now? Just strange.

"Erm, Howard? Why would you even know about that?"

Howard's face went red and he crumpled up the drawing.

"I have hobbies..."

"Okay then...?"

Randy and Howard spent the next few minutes looking around the classroom, in awkward silence. Finally, after what seemed like eternity, Spencer burst through the door, panting.

"I'm here! I'm here!"

Spencer quickly leapt into his seat and slammed his laptop on the table.

"Sorry I'm late, I didn't miss anything, right?"

Randy and Howard looked at the two papers on the floor, and shook their heads.

"Nope."

Howard replied. Spencer sighed with relief, and immdietlly began to work. Randy gave him a suspicious glance, but tried not to seem suspiscous himself.

"About yesterday..."

He started, hoping to get a little more info on what had happened. Spencer froze, and tried not to make eye-contact with either of the boys. He coughed and diverted his attention towards his keyboard.

"J-Just some...special effects of mine that backfired. Nothing else."

Spencer looked around, not seeing Billy anywhere, and grinned nervously.

"Yeah."

"Wow, you mst be a top-notch video guy. With you, we got that B+ in the bag!"

Howard exclaimed. Randy elbowed him and grunted. Howard rubbed his arm and frowned.

"That hurt!"

Spencer raised an eyebrow at the two, before shaking his head and returning to work.

"So for the movie, I was thinking that we could do something fresh. Like...a genre mix."

"How about..ninjas?"

Howard suggested.

"Ninjas...zombie ninjas...that's perfect! A clash of the two coolest things there are!"

Randy had to admit, it was nice meeting an admirer of ninjas, and being one himself made him feel proud. Suddenly, there was a loud crash! Randy, Howard, and Spencer immidietlly stood up. Running to the window, Spencer gasped. A large robot was storming through the school grounds, destroying everything in it's path. Behind them, the three heard the screams and cries of the other students who ran through the chaotic halls.

"W-What is that?!"

Spencer exclaimed, reeling back from the window.

"Yeah, I forgot to mention. We get a lot of robot attacks here...so-"

Howard replied, sheepishly. He gave Randy a nudge and motioned towards his backpack. Just as Randy was about to leave, Spencer rushed ahead of him, snatching his camera off the table and running.

"I need to get this on film!"

"WAIT! NO!"

Randy called after Spencer, who disappeared into the stream of kids who flooded out of the school. Randy growled and whipped the mask out of the bag. He put it on and looked at Howard.

"You better get going too. Make sure Spencer doesn't try and...you know. Die."

"Sure thing, Ninja."

Howard saluted Randy and ran off. Randy peeked out the window and looked at the robot. Grinning, he grabbed a smoke bomb from his arsenal.

"It's Ninja o' clock!"