My second request! This one is for you, Nomi Norisu!

Just to clarify:

The art teacher is Randy's mom and her name is Lilly. She's from Japan, can speak Japanese and so can Randy. I know a lot of people think that this is Randy's mom, but this is kinda my head canon. If you us this, give me credit. This is for future chapters.

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Randy just came to have a good time, and honestly, he was feeling so attacked right now.

Literally.

He was at an art... thing with his mom, and McFist just had to send out a robot.

If it wasn't for Randy, it would've ruined it.

"Ninja kick!" He shouted, kicking the robot's head. It did nothing, and Randy fell to the ground, rubbing his foot. He got up and drew his sword.

"Let's just get this over with! I'm busy!" He ran under the robot's legs and waited. The robot ducked it's head and looked for him.

"Ninja Rings!" Randy threw three ninja rings, and they enlodged themselves into it's head. Randyy threw his sword, and it when right through the robot. It swayed and fell backwards. The Ninja dodged before it could land on him. He wiped away fake dust and hopped on the robot's head, retrieving his sword and ninja rings. He hid them and rubbed his temples with one hand, closing his eyes. That was the seventh time today, and it was only Monday.

He stopped rubbing his temples and opened his eyes. The Ninja hopped down and looked around. He made sure no one was around and took off his mask.

Randy heard a soft gasp, and he saw Theresa Fowler coming out of the building.

"Oh! Hey Theresa! Um, the Ninja, you know, was here and he uh... I was... And then..." Randy fumbled for an excuse. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. Finally, he gave in.

"You saw that, didn't you." He said. Theresa nodded and approached him. Randy smiled sheepishly.

"You aren't going to tell anyone... Right?" She shook her head. That's when Randy realized he still had the mask in his hands. He quickly put it in his pocket and gave her a weak smile.

"I'm gonna... Gonna..." He stopped and hung his head.

"Look, Theresa. I'm sorry that you had to see that, but... I just... I thought no one was around." Randy sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"So... You've been saving people and stopping those robots and monsters..." Randy looked up and nodded. Theresa rubbed her arm.

"When you gave me those flowers as the Ninja, you were really giving them to me." She stated. "To be honest, I doubted you... I mean, I doubted that they were really from you."

"Oh... Well, they really were, I guess... I mean, I gave them to you both ways. As the Ninja and as me..." Randy trailed off.

"I guess I should thank you. You've saved me, and pretty much all of the students. You probably don't have time to be a teenager."

"I really don't. Time flies when you're saving the town." Randy said, chuckling a little.

They stood in silence until Theresa spoke up again.

"That's why you didn't show up when we needed you at that disco thing... Because I was..."

"Holding my hand." Randy finished. "Yeah. It's okay though. I didn't mind." He added. Theresa gave him a small smile.

"That's... That's nice to know." Randy pressed his lips together. The tension was so thick, you would need at least 5,000 ninja swords to cut it.

"This is... A little... awkward..." He mumbled. The Nomicon glowed, but Randy ignored it.

"What was that?" Theresa asked.

"The NinjaNomicon. It's an 800 year old book of Ninja Wisdom."

"Oh."

"Yeah..."

"My mom's probably worried about me." Randy said lightly.

"Same here. I guess we should go inside." Theresa told him. Randy took her hand and squeezed it, much to Theresa's surprise and embarrasment.

"Thanks for taking it so easily." He said. Theresa smiled and squeezed back.

"Thank you for saving our lives, and for the flowers." She said. Randy blushed.

"It- It was nothing. I- I mean, NomiRandy was kind of a jerk to you, and... Well..." His blush grew.

"Well what?"

"I... I... I think I like you." He let out a small sigh of relief. Theresa blushed.

"I think I like you too."

"Even?"

"Yup." Randy smiled and let go of her hand reluctantly. The Nomicon glowed once more.

"Give it a rest." Randy told it.

Inside the Nomicon...

A boy with red hair, a black cloak with red Norisu Nine symbols, and a green ninja necklace rolled his eyes at our dear friend, Plop Plop, who was grinning like an idiot.

"You need to relax." He said. Plop Plop gave the boy a look.

"It's not that easy, Nomi. I think it's cute!" First Ninja came up next to Nomi.

"Although it may seem... Cute, Randy's bravery to say that is beyond most things. Telling someone your true feelings are very brave."

"That's why I chose the twit." Nomi muttered under his breath. First Ninja grinned at Nomi.

"You seem annoyed, little brother."

"That's because I have another memory to erase, and another memory to hold on to until I can dispose of it." Nomi faced the small screen where they were watching the scenario. The duo were walking around the art museum, looking at paintings. Randy kept making jokes about them, making Theresa laugh.

"The twit is being as stubborn as a bull. I can't get through to his thick skull. I'm almost tempted to let NomiRandy out." He added.

"Just let it go, Nomi. Besides, you let Howard keep his memory." Plop Plop pointed out.

"Because Randy needs someone to talk to. He just can't spend his free time in a book." Nomi retorted. First Ninja set a hand on Nomi's shoulder.

"You heard Theresa. Randy doesn't get a lot of time to be a teenager. When Randy fights the Sorcerer, we will be giving up a lot for all the people he cares about." He said. Nomi sighed.

"Just this once. If someone else finds out, I'm erasing their memory before Randy can say smokebomb." He said. Plop Plop winced.

"I would not want to be that person."

"Just be lucky you're in here, Plop Plop."

"Yes sir."

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I COULDN'T HELP IT. I REMEMBERED FIRST NINJA AND PLOP PLOP, AND EVERY CELL TOLD ME TO GO FOR IT.

I hope all of you guys liked it! These requests may take some time. Summer is here, so be prepared for lots of updates!

Smokebomb!