Hey, guys! Sorry about the hiatus, but I JUST got my connection back. Oh, yeah! I forgot I detail when I was describing my shirt! Under the R in SOCCER, there is a little shield with LEAGUE CHAMPS inside it. There are 3 stars in a horizontal line on the left of the shield, and 1986 written on the right, horizontally and sideways. Enjoy!

Chapter 8

There really wasn't much to do at the party, so I took Mikey outside to the garden. But he was nowhere to be seen!

"Bro, where are ya?" I called, looking around.

Then, out of the blue, Mikey jumps out of a cherry blossom tree!

He landed gracefully in front of me, as a ninja that's been training ever since he could walk would. It still startled me, though.

"You should've seen your FACE!"

Mikey stared at me as if Freddie Kreuger was right there.

"I wasn't even that scared, Drama Queen!" I retort, giving Mikey a friendly punch to the left arm as I said so.

"Besides, I saw that coming." I add, rolling my eyes.

Then, Mikey changed the subject.

"Why are we out here, anyway?"

I got up on my tippy toes to whisper into Mikey's ear, his 5'4 towering over my 5'1.

"Ya really wanna spend time in there, where it's all boring? Don't get me wrong, inviting us was sweet, but I can't even SOCIALIZE with anyone!"

"No problemo, dudette, Just let me do all the talking!"

"Oh, yeah, I keep forgetting you speak fluent Japanese."

We were about to go back inside when we heard a cry for help. Some newlyweds were getting robbed!

We ran to the scene, me with my mallet out and ready and Mikey swinging his kusarigama, being careful, of course, not to cut me.

The robbers heard us coming, and turned around. Seeing Mikey didn't scare them, and we sprang into action. Mikey swept his leg and tripped the robber with the loot, while I took care of the other one. I backed him into a corner as I spoke.

"So you think you can rob people and get away with it, eh, punk? Well, I got news for ya, pal. You can't. Now let's make sure you remember that, shall we?"

Mikey overheard, and was ecstatic.

"Aw, yeah, sistah! Hit him with your best shot!"

I swung my mallet, and he was unconscious on the first blow. I checked to make sure he wasn't dead, and dragged him over to a nearby telephone pole, where Mikey was waiting for me with the first robber.

We tied them both to the telephone pole, and gave each other props.

I approached the newlyweds, Mikey walking behind me with the loot. They were still a bit nervous from the attempted robbery.

"Are you guys okay?" I ask, helping the couple up.

The husband looked at me weird, and the wife was scared out of her mind.

I figured they were A) debating whether or not to trust me, or B) Not quite understanding me. From the looks on their faces, both my suspicions were correct.

"Uh, Mikey?"

"Yeah, dudette?"

"Could you explain to them that we were just trying to help? I don't want them to think we bet those guys just so we could take over."

"No prob!"

"Watashi wa Mikeranjerodashi, sore ga Camryndesu. Watashitachiha, mirai karadashi, kagakutekina jiko wa koko de watashitachi o michibiita. Watashi wa ninjadashi, Camryn no torēningu-chū. Watashitachiha, gōtō janai to watashitachi wa anata ni gai o imi shinai." (I'm Michelangelo, and that's Camryn. We're from the future, and a scientific mishap led us here. I'm a ninja, and Camryn's in training. We're not robbers and we mean you no harm.)

(A/N: Well, Mikey has a weapon that can kill, and I have an explosive temper, but you get the idea.)

The newlyweds had trusted us A LOT more by time Mikey had finished. In fact, they trusted us

SO much, that they introduced themselves and walked with us back to the party. We all went inside, and Mikey closed the door behind us.

Who WERE those newlyweds? HOW exactly did they know Hamato Yoshi and Tang Shen? Find out in Chapter 9!