I'm back, trying to update weekly! So... I don't know how this chapter will turn out, I'll make it up as it goes! Enjoy!
I do not own Randy Cunningham: 9th grade ninja
Randy was sleeping in his bed at 4:00 in the morning, with his shirt off and sweat pants as his sleep wear. He was snoring, in deep, sweet slumber... when the nomicon vibrated from under his pillow, giving faint red light as well. Randy sat up out of a pile of drool that was accumulating and whipped out the Nomicon out of reflex. It sill vibrated in his hands waiting for him to open it up.
He rubbed at his eyes, finally fully awake.
"Nomicon? What the juice? In the middle of the night?" He opened it up to convey his displeasure. He yelled out an "oof!" as he fell forward onto the book. He was now the Nomicon drawn forest, and Randy had landed on his back. He stood up.
"What the juice Nomicon! In the middle of the night?!" He then saw the animation begin to play itself out. The Ninja was sneaking through the forest and came into contact with the enemy, and took a defensive position. The enemy looked pretty cocky himself, and took out a cage, releasing a bunny. It hopped forward and the ninja looked surprised. he laughed at the enemy then petted the bunny, and began walking away. As soon as the ninja turned away from the bunny, it transformed into an abstract beast and consumed the ninja whole, the enemy looking victorious. The remainder of the monster shaped the lesson the Nomicon was trying to portray:
"There is no greater danger than underestimating your opponent.*"
Randy looked at the words as though he was contemplating them. "What?! You woke me up for that! I don't have time for this, I'm leaving." A figure hidden away shook his head in frustration then waved his hands in front of a sketchpad. The monster reappeared behind Randy and swallowed him, effectively exiting him from the book. He watched where Randy was just moments ago, then sighed. It was hard to be angry with this feeling; something bad was going to happen and he thinks its going to do with the ninja. He was too worried.
Viceroy exited his new corner office with a view going to get some coffee when he was met with McFist right outside his door.
"Ah! Uh, sir, what do you think your doing?"
"Oh, uh, just wondering what you came up with..." He said. "Anything yet?"
"Hmmm." Viceroy gave McFist a doubtful stare, and he just smiled back innocently.
"For some reason, I feel like you are trying to steal my idea and pass it off to the sorcerer as your own." McFist loked appalled.
"WHAT! How could you say that! I honestly just wanted to know about your work, and maybe get you something! Need coffe, buddy?" He asked. Viceroy still looked skeptical, McFist was probably just kissing up to get more of the reward. He finally shrugged it off and smiled. More spoils for him.
"Yea, I would like some coffee, and if you can spare the time, a McFist burger!" He turned back around into his room, waving a hand back towards Hannible, happy not to have to bother with things he normally would himself.
"You got it Viceroy, be right back!" McFist made his exit and as Viceroy sat back down at hi desk, it could be seen there was a robotic fly, similar to the fly from (Episode M-M-M-my Bologna) before but bigger, as if the fly absorbed agitated emotions. It was half assembled but it would soon be finished soon, and then all he would need is the sorcerer's magic.
Randy and Howard was back inside the Game Hole, with helmets on their head, waving their arms and laughing like crazy people, except they weren't because through their eyes, they were punching virtual graves with their own virtual fists. Randy soon took the High score and the game ended, and they both took off thier helmets.
"Oh wow, this is so bruce! It's been like 2 days with no monster attacks from either the sorcerer or McFist." Randy said.
"Yeah, you wanna be careful, you might lose your edge." Howard began laughing like it was the funniest joke, and Randy was chuckling besides him, but he remembered what the Nomicon had said about underestimating.
"Yea, now come on, to the virtual racing game!"
"Uh, actually, Howard, I think I'm gonna..." Randy started nervously, knowing this was a sensitive topic. Howard looked back expectedly at him. "... go train in the Nomicon." He finished with a sheepish smile.
"What?! No, Cunningham! If I knew you were gonna take that edge joke seriously, I never would have said it! You know I think your the strongest kick butt ninja there ever was who never loses his edge!" Randy raised an eyebrow at him.
"You call me a bad ninja all the time."
"That's just me joking! Come on! Take this free time! Use it badly! We never get to spend time together!" Howard crossed his arms over his chest and pouted in the opposite direction.
"Oooh, come on, you don't mean that, we hang out all the time, like now, but I have to go now, just know this is for you buddy, so I can protect you better!... So, bye!" He said, edging away, finally leaving completely at his bid farewell. Howard knew he left, and just stomped off to a near game.
"Darn Cunningham always leaving me by myself, well, this is my chance to beat his high score!" He waved half heartedly at the device then threw it down. "It's not the same!" He moved to go home.
Randy, meanwhile, had run home to fully meditate on training. He opened the book and 'oof-ed' into it, falling over.
A bored figure suddenly became shocked at the sudden entrance of the Ninja. He... almost never comes in here on his own! He looked down to see what he'd say.
"Hey Nomicon, I'm here to train, don't want to lose my... Ninja edge." He said, a little sheepishly, and embarrased at not having any idea on what exctly he needed to train on. The figure snickered into his hand to see how adorable he was acting, like a kid flustered over his own words. But he was actually impressed that he would want to act on the advice given. He wanted to be prepared. The figure looked within himself to catch the foreboding feeling to figure out the best way to prepare Randy.
Waving a hand over the sketch book that was constantly floating by him, a field of scarecrow appeared before the ninja, and dual swords appeared on wither side of Randy.
"Oh cool, practicing my double handed skills?!" He grabbed them and swung them in the air testing the feel. Words emerged above the scarecrow:
"Cut down all the enemies within 90 seconds"
"Oh, speed too? But couldn't you have gotten something more... mobile? mean this is to easy!" A count came up, '100 scarecrow' then the seconds started counting down, '89 secs'
"Aw, alright." He began slashing away and cutting off head, cutting two off their hips in one slice, running up an isle of them with his sowrds sticking straight out. He starteds getting tired, and seeing the count '11' and time '12 secs', Randy decided to take a break, and would start again next time. It certainly would build up his stamina.
"Phew, good workout, Nomicon!" he was walking over the cut down scarecrow whe loose straw flew up in front of him:
"There is no greater danger than underestmating your opponent."
"Wah?" Randy said to the advice, confused. "What does that-" The words tunred into an arrow and began pointing behind him and upwards. Randy looked in that direction gasped as the he saw the seconds tick down to '3,2,1' and the remaining 11 scarecrow were morphing together and making a colossal scarecrow monster towering way above him, roaring and alive.
"Wah!" Randy screamed out and threw his swords in front of him in an 'X' as the monster punched towards him. They lodged into the hay fist and got yanked out of Randy's hands as the fist was pulled back.
"Oh, cheese." He winced. He covered his head as another fist came, but he never felt it as the monster exploded into hay. But they spelled out the words again:
"There is no greater danger than underestimating your opponent."
"Alright, alright, I get it, take every enemy seriously, looks can be decieving, yada yada yada!" randy was upset at the stunt the Nomicon pulled. Made him look like a shoob... though... no one was looking.
The figure up above nodded his approval before setting up the scarecrow again. This was better. He was finally being serious.
*Today's Nomicon quote comes from Lao Tzu! Not mine, nor the nomicon's.
So hope you enjoyed! I guess I'll get into the plot line next chapter, I see this not being very long, but it should still be interesting!
And for anyone confused (Did I say this already?) The wiki (all hail) have suggested the nomicom may have some extent of future telling, because he always gives advice to randy about the situation he's about to get into! So this story does have the nomicon being able to have feelings of what's to come!
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