Lights! Camera! Stank!

by Jet556

Norrisville High is making a movie. Randy auditions for the part of the Ninja. So do Bash and Howard. Chaos ensues. Filming begins. The director of the movie, Ken Finlayson, ends up letting the power to go to his head. What's he do? He ends up becoming petty and cruel and treats Randy's co-star Theresa Fowler like dirt. The funny thing is that Ken is the person who ends up stanked

18. Chapter 18

Welcome back everyone. Gah, I used Holger talk in a non-Detentionaire fan fic in this! Kudos to you if you can find it. Enjoy and review.

Igor-Bash

A new part of the castle, catacombs! The ruins had been empty, no monsters. Randy breathed in and out slowly. He had to stay calm, not knowing when a monster would appear or not. Stay calm and stay on his toes, he didn't have the Ninja mask, he didn't have the Nomicon, all he had was his own wits!

Then he heard laughing. The laugh had a thick Hungarian accent. Now, who did he know that was Hungarian? No one… This was weird.

And who should appear from out of no-where but a stanked Bash? Looking very much like the classical Igor.

So Heidi was a gorgon and Bash was a hunchback. Some sense this made. But then again Ken had stanked while already being stanked so why should this have made anysense?

"Nyeh, nyeh, nyeh!" laughed Igor-Bash. "A shoob come for the host!" A host? Either Bash was talking about Randy being Ken's "guest" or Ken was going to be possessed by the Sorcerer if that was even possible! So now he had to find Ken and save him, Theresa and whoever else was here. "You think me dumb! You think me slow! Now you see why Bash rule catacombs!" Randy had always thought if Bash were to be stanked he'd be smarter. There went that idea! It seemed Bash was even less intelligent stanked!

Randy then noticed the helmet on Bash's head. It looked like it had seen better days. Why that helmet had been a part of Bash's costume was beyond Randy, he was just thankful that it was one that could be easily broken… But he didn't have anything to break it?

It was idea-cake time!

"Oh yeah, Bash? Well, I've got a question for you! What numbers do you add together to get C?" Thank goodness Bash was an idiot, even more so in his stanked state.

One minute passed. Two minutes. Three minutes. Four minutes. Five… And then Bash let out a confused and angry roar. "Bash's head hurt!" And with that, Bash hit his head against a wall breaking the helmet and effectively destanking himself!

Thank goodness for dumb jocks.