A lot of this chapter takes place during the events of Gossip Boy and jumps forward pretty fast.

"Nomicon..." Randy asked nervously. "I can't do this anymore if I keep thinknig about The Sorcerer. I was wondering if there was a mind wipe or something."

The Nomcion flashed brightly.

The way to forget: is to remember.

Before he could even question it's response, he was kicked out and Howard was about to write on his face with marker, which he found mildly annoying. The part that bugged him more was when he asked why he was in The Nomcion. He really didn't want to tell him more about The Sorcerer because of how stressed out and angry it made him. He'd probably yell at him and call him a Shoob for ever trusting The Sorcerer. He had to think of something to say.

He thought of another reason why he'd want to be mind wiped and said that. He explained The Schnasty Zone, and said it was the reason he was looking for a mind wipe. Because, if there was Howard could just think him forgetting The Sorcerer could also be a result from the mindwipe (And maybe it could even make him respect The Nomcion...just a little bit).

…...

The day wasn't so bad so far, Randy was distracted enough that he didn't think of The Sorcerer. Howard had told his sister about all the gross things Randy told him about, and it had gotten Howard some popularity points. (And by association to Randy as well since they were best friends.)

It only went bad when his sister stressed him for more gossip and the only thing he could think of saying is he knew who The Ninja was.

Although he looked angry, on the inside Randy was terrified. He remembered once when The Sorcerer had asked him his real name. Now he'd know for sure.

He really needed a mind wipe now. He hurried to the library to consult The Nomicon.

The way to forget: is to remember.

…...

The Sorcerer pet his rat's head gently. "How could he know who The Ninja is?"

The rat shrugged.

"Unless..could he be The Ninja?" He asked, stroking it gently. "It does make sense...how else could he know?"

The rat shrugged again.

"If McFist finds out, he'll kill him for sure...I have to protect him..."

…...

Randy wasn't the most scared that someone would find out his identity. He was worried mostly for Howard. What if McFist got him? Randy could protect himself, but Howard? Nope. Howard's his best friend and he wouldn't let anything ever happen to him.

That's why when he was caught, he quickly ninjad up to get his friend back.

…..

The Sorcerer from his cell watched Howard.

"He must be The Ninja." The Sorcerer said to his rat companion. "He looks so scared. I can sense his fear."

The rat gave a questioning squeak.

"No. It's not enough fear to stank him." He said, petting the rat gently.

He saw Howard's fear. It was so very, very close to stank level. If he could stank him, he'd be able to escape with brute strength.

"The only thing I can do right now is to keep him calm." The Sorcerer said to his companion. He gathered stank power and surrounded Howard in it.

The stank had a heavy scent. The effects of it were very similar to Nitrous oxide, although it didn't make the one who inhaled it all giddy, it just calmed them extremely.

The Sorcerer noticed the teen went from tense to vary relaxed in a matter of seconds.

The Sorcerer formed the stank into a hand and stroked his cheek gently.

He made a telepathic connection through the stank: Relax...don't worry...The Sorcerer is here..."

Howard would've freaked out about that if the stank didn't relax him so intensely.

"S-sorcerer?" Howard managed to murmur, a small bit of worry in his tone.

Yes...inhale it more..

He gave him more stank to relax, until it drained his energy to the point of needing rest.

…...

By the time Randy had saved him the stank had worn off. Howard still remembered The Sorcerer's voice though and the stank he calmed him with.

The two of them made amends quickly.

"It was weird, Cunningham." Howard said. "There was this green stuff surrounding me and it made me feel kinda numb."

"Really?" Randy asked. He sounded a little bit nervous. His fear was that maybe they were poisoning him or something.

"And there was a voice." Howard told Randy what he'd heard.

Randy was surprised. The Sorcerer had kept Howard calm? He was confused beyond belief.

"Listen..I'm going to stay after, okay?"

"Why?"

"I need to ask The Sorcerer something."

"Weren't you going to stay after anyway?" Howard asked.

Randy forgot he didn't tell him about yesterday. So he did something he usually didn't do: He lied. "Y-yeah."

"Okay...uh just be careful..."

….

Randy put on his mask and entered the lair.

"Ninja?" The Sorcerer asked, confused.

"H-hi." Randy said nervously with a wave. "So uh, thanks.."

"Oh uh...you're welcome." The Sorcerer said.

Randy stood in front of The Sorcerer. "No seriously, you don't understand how much he means to me."

"He's you...isn't he?" The Sorcerer asked.

"What? No,no." Randy said trying not to laugh. "Howard The Ninja? Th-that's so f-funny."

The Sorcerer thought for a second. "So, if it's not you, I assume that was your best friend."

Randy paused. He suddenly felt protective. "What? U-uh n-no. He's uh...no...yes..."

"But thanks for keeping him calm." Randy said. He turned to leave. "See you tomorrow."

The Sorcerer smiled a bit when Randy could no longer see him. He didn't know why, but being able to see him tomorrow made him very happy.