Chapter 4: Stank-Fest
Chimera shivered as his teeth rattled from the cold that he was feeling. He was wrapped in several blankets, drinking some hot coffee, hot tea and hot chocolate one after another to warm himself from the inside as well as heal from the internal damage the Ninja had caused him. He growled between sips, imagining the look on those two heroes that made him look like a fool.
"I swear, I'll get those two brats." Chimera sipped his latest cup of coffee. "What kind of maniacs fill someone's stomach with lightning, ice and bees? Where did they even get those-Ow!" He winced, still feeling the stings on his throat.
"The doctors said that it was a miracle that you're capable of breathing, let alone talking, Chimera. Shouldn't you be taking it easy?" Beros scoffed. "The two scoundrels will pay for contaminating the future of humanity."
"If that's what you say to make yourself feel better for losing to them, keep it to yourself." Chimera snarled. "I want to tear them apart myself. Nothing gets between me and them, you hear."
"Everyone heard you, Chimera."
Chimera and Beros turned to see McFist and Viceroy walking up to them. They looked pissed or at the very least in Viceroy's case, disappointed. They had expected results from the two mercenaries but all they'd gotten were bills and no dead Ninja or mysterious Rabbit.
"You two are so not getting paid! Bad enough you got your butts handed to you, but now agencies from across the pond are asking questions!" McFist snarled like a rabid animal. "I want this solved now! Or neither of you gets paid!"
Chimera and Beros wouldn't have cared if some rich jerk like McFist talked to them like that. They would've most likely killed him where he stood, but a quick look around the army of dangerous roboapes told them to choose their next move carefully. They did glare at him however.
"Watch it, McFist. I'm no snitch but I will rip your other arm if you take that tone with me." Chimera cracked his knuckles.
"No need for hostilities, Chimera." Viceroy stepped up. "We've decided to give you a little pep in your step."
"You doubt our abilities?" Beros glared at the scientist.
"Two failures don't exactly help your situation." Viceroy pressed a button, causing a drain pipe to pop up before the two villains. "But this should help you focus those angry emotions into something more…"
"Empowering." A dark laugh was followed by green gas seeping out.
Randy, Izuku and Howard looked at the festival that the high school had organized. They spotted the carnival rides, the food stands and the stage for the battle of the bands. It seemed like something that had been put together at the last minute by McFist and whatever businesses that weren't owned by him. That didn't seem fishy at all to the students. The one thing that didn't have them thrilled was the name of the festival. And they weren't the only ones.
"Norrisville High's Let's-Patch-Up-The-School Music festival?" Izuku read out loud. "I don't think that this name is very catchy."
"Trust me, this is one of the less sneaky things that they could've pulled together." Randy scratched the back of his head. "The school has had to be put together more times than most monuments of Europe that have been destroyed by morons."
"Don't overthink it, dude. At worst you'll start to imagine the school being put together with duct tape." Howard took a bite out of his hot dog.
Izuku shivered at the idea of a building being put together with something like that. Which in turn made him think of what would happen if this sort of thing happened in his school. His mind began to imagine if UA ever got attacked with the frequency that Norrisville High was. Flashbacks of the USJ flashed before his eyes, making him shiver at the idea.
A lot had happened since then but he still felt that he needed to be better than what he'd been back then. And oddly enough, it made him realize how much the Ninja of Norrisville did for this school and this city. It made him feel like he had to live up to those ideals. He smiled as he looked at what was going on in front of them.
"Well, I guess all we can do is have some fun." Izuku sighed.
"Oh yeah, time to get some well known American junk food." Randy and Howard took off after the food stands with Izuku right behind them. "I don't know what you usually do in school festivals back in Japan, Izuku, but we often just stuff our faces!"
Izuku smiled, feeling that Randy's words were more a friendly challenge than an invitation. He knew that he wasn't used to the greasy foods that they served in these festivals. But a part of him knew that he had to step up to the challenge being put forth to him. He picked up his pace as he joined Randy and Howard for the first stall.
"So, what are we having first in this stall?" Izuku asked, getting smirks from Randy and Howard.
"What we have here is a Hawaiian delicacy that's been crafted with rice, seaweed, some sweet sauce and a slice of spam." Howard smirked at the sight of the food being served to them. "Bottoms up, gentlemen."
"Last one is a shoob?" Izuku asked, getting looks from Randy and Howard. "I hope I'm using the term correctly."
Randy and Howard smirked as they each took a bite out of their meal.
"You got it down, dude." Randy replied.
Izuku smiled, biting down on his own treat. It was a delicious taste that he'd had the whole time he'd been in America. It was a taste that he didn't know he needed but it was a form of comfort that made him go back to a time where the dangers of hero work were still unknown to him.
This was the life of a normal young man. A young man that didn't have the weight of Hero Society on his shoulders. Izuku couldn't help but think like that as he, Randy and Howard went from stall to stall, having fun. This was the type of life he left behind to pursue his dream. All the while a smile stayed on his face as he just had simple fun. As Randy and Howard tried to out throw one another, his mind wandered as to how his life would've turned out if he'd chosen this life over the one he had. But then he would've never met all his wonderful friends. So instead, he chose to treasure it.
Izuku held back a laugh as Howard's ball bounced off and struck him in the face.
"Oh yeah, how about you try it, buddy?" Howard grumbled, tossing Izuku the ball.
The green haired young man fumbled the ball between his hands before looking at the target. He looked at the empty bottles stacked on a triangle, unsure of what to expect. Remembering an old American cartoon that depicted these games being rigged made him feel unsure.
"Don't worry, this is mostly just to get some people to waste money." Randy shrugged. "Besides, the prizes are pretty lame. No need to win if you are worried about that."
"Oh, that's-" Izuku began.
"That wimp gonna throw a ball?" Bash and his posse came up to the group with their smug smiles glued to their faces.
Izuku, Randy and Howard had to fight the urge to roll their eyes at the group. Even after dodging a beating and any other form of conflict, the three of them had become the target of Bash and his goons. The three friends could easily count the many times Bash had made fun of them or thrown food at them. But he never tried to physically attack them. The green haired young man and his friends figured that some part of Bash's ape brain reminded him that Izuku could wipe the floors with them.
"What do you want, Bash?" Randy asked.
"I wanna see that loser miss the shot." Bash laughed.
"Why? Don't you have something better to do?" Izuku asked with a deadpan expression.
"Nah. My group and I are waiting for our awesome spot to perform on stage!" Bash and his goons high fived each other.
"You're… music oriented…" Izuku tried to comprehend what he'd just heard.
"Heck yeah!" Bash boomed. "We rap!"
Izuku looked at Randy and Howard, and based on their expressions, he figured that it was terrible. But surely they were exaggerating and he was jumping to conclusions due to his distaste for the guy.
"Check it! I'm Basha and I rappah! We bring the flow cuz! Best beat, best beat, best beat!" Bash rapped.
Bash's song sounded more like a family of gorillas were beating a car with squeaky rubber chickens. It was the kind of sound that would've been used to torture prisoners of war. Many of the nearby students, vendors and animals winced like someone was scratching glass with rusty nails.
Izuku feared that his ears would start bleeding from the bad music. He was thankful that Jiro wasn't around to hear Bash and his goons. She would've stabbed them with her ear jacks for sure and he wouldn't have blamed her.
Izuku got his ball snatched from his hand by Bash after finishing his verse.
"Yeah, own it son!" Bash tossed the ball, hitting the vendor. "Score!" He snatched a prize before he and his crew left.
"Well there go ten bucks we won't see again." Howard sighed.
"Better get some earmuffs if he's gonna sing." Randy winced. "He should be paid not to approach a microphone."
Izuku heard a ringing in his ears, making him want to rub his temples. He looked away, catching sight of Morgan and her crew.
"I'll see you guys later. I'm gonna go say hello to Morgan." Izuku walked away from the two Freshmen.
"We'll see you by the stage." Randy called out.
Randy and Howard took this chance to talk in private about their friend from the other side of the pond.
"So, what do you make of our friend after all this time?" Howard asked.
Randy looked up, letting his mind maul the question. He had expected to have Izuku on his case as the Ninja. He'd read up on how some of the Vigilantes in Japan were treated by the licensed Pro Heroes. And he wasn't all that impressed. Most of the licensed heroes were more like celebrities with superpowers than actual people living up to their title. Randy couldn't help but compare them to McFist and Mac Antfee, both of them had lots of resources and lots of power but they abused it or used it for their own benefit, fame or glory. Personally, Randy would've rather not step on Japanese soil and deal with those shoobs, despite how much he wanted to visit the land where ninjas were from.
However, that brought up what he thought of Izuku and how he looked and sounded more like a superhero from the comic books than any of them.
"At first I thought I'd have to deal with him like a shoob or something. But he's a nice kid." Randy sighed. "Heck, if he'd asked nicely, maybe I'd like to hang out with him."
"I still can't forgive him for basically stealing Morgan." Howard rebutted.
"She wasn't yours to begin with, dude." Randy replied with a roll of his eyes. "Come on, let's go check some of the rides before heading to the stage."
As Randy and Howard made their way to the few rides of the festival, two shadows scurried in the shadows. One of them sniffed the air, looking for their targets, but all he got was a snarl of distaste.
"What's the matter? Can't you find them already?"
"This damn power up reeks bad enough but all that fry food and puke is masking all other scents from my nose."
"Guess we'll have to bring them out the old fashion way."
"Heh heh heh heh! Just my favorite song. Let's go and get ready then."
Izuku managed to make his way to the back of the stage where Morgan and her dancing crew were just stretching. He stopped slightly as he watched how flexible the girls were. He blushed at how Morgan and her crew bent back and forth while wearing their tight clothes. He shook his head, trying to throw out any and all perverted thoughts that were in his mind.
He slowly walked up to say hello to Morgan, waving his hand to show her that he'd arrived. He wanted to make a good impression with her friends and dance members. Though he immediately froze when the other dancers turned around and saw him walking up to them. He felt like he was being stared at by a pride of lionesses, all looking at him with hunger, licking their lips as though he was being served up to them cooked and garnished. Izuku swallowed spit before Morgan spotted him.
"Izuku, how's it hanging? Come to cheer us on~?" Morgan leaned forward, making him lose the strength in his legs.
"Maybe he's here to take a peek~." One of the girls smiled causing the others to giggle.
"If some of the rumors are true I wouldn't mind~." Another girl added with a lick of her lips.
"R-R-Rumors? I-I-I don't know anything about any rumors." Izuku stuttered. "I-I just came by to say hi to Morgan, t-that's all." He held up his hands in his defense, feeling more and more like a rabbit being cornered by several lionesses.
Morgan blushed at the sight of the green haired young man trying to remain innocent. She was well aware that he wasn't as innocent as he let on. The way his eyes observed every bit of her body and her friends told her everything she needed. She wanted to hold off until after the festival to have some more fun with him. But for now, she would be satisfied with keeping her dancing girls from eating Izuku alive.
"Okay, that's enough, girls." Morgan helped Izuku to his feet. "Come on, let's talk before they pounce on you." Morgan wrapped her arm around Izuku's shoulders, leading him out of the range of the girls.
"Looks like Morgan has finally decided to catch herself a man~." One of the dancers giggled.
"Too bad, I wanted to pet his little rabbit-like head." Another dancer pouted. "Hope he survives her." She added, making the girls giggle at Izuku's possible fate.
Izuku and Morgan got out of the backstage area, finding a secluded spot where they could talk in private. It was still pretty visible, so it wouldn't have led to a big make out session or anything like that. But it would suit their needs for their little conversation.
"Sorry about them, they can be a lot to handle when they're ready to dance." Morgan scratched the back of her head.
"It's okay, Morgan. I was just not expecting women to have such a manner," Izuku replied shyly, before realizing what he said. "Not that I'm not aware that women can have desires as well as men. It's just that I'm not used to them speaking about them so openly and well, I've never been the target of those kinds of talks, so." Izuku ranted, much to Morgan's amusement.
"I swear, every time you become a shy nervous mess, I like you even more, Izuku." Mordan giggled with a light blush.
Izuku blushed back at Morgan's words. Even now after so much and all he'd been through, he was still embarrassed when a woman said she liked him.
He was about to say something, only for the microphone to come alive.
"All bands report to the stage to begin! I repeat, all bands report to the stage to begin the battle of the bands."
"Oh, um, I wish you good luck, Morgan." Izuku bowed his head. "We can talk after the battle of the bands if you'd like."
"I'd like that. See ya, Izuku." Morgan blew a kiss at Izuku, walking away with a sway to her hips.
Izuku blushed as he walked back to the audience. He quickly spotted Randy and Howard, who was groaning with a bag in his hand.
"What happened to him?" Izuku asked.
"Lesson for the future dude: never go on fast rides after stuffing your face full of junk food." Randy passed on his wisdom while Howard threw up some more.
"Understood." Izuku winced.
Back at the stage, all the bands had gathered there for the principal to announce the beginning of the battle.
"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, it is time to start the fabulous and amazing ba-!" The principal was knocked back as two figures crashed down on the stage, knocking him out cold.
The first one was a stanked Chimera, now looking more like a beast. His fur had turned dark green, large black wings sprouted from his back, a red scorpion tail, and the lower body of a lion. What remained of his old clothes was now scattered and torn.
The second figure was a stanked Beros, resembling a banshee or a witch of the woods. Her cape had gotten an otherworldly glow while her body had become covered in roots and branches and the head of a boar on her right shoulder. Her arms had become high caliber ballistas with sharp deadly barbed arrows while her eyes glowed in the night.
"Dang it. Okay, everyone knows the drill." The principal sighed. "RUN!"
Chaos was unleashed on the festival with everyone running left and right as Chimera and Beros looked for their targets amidst the pandemonium. They ran, crushing the stalls and causing everyone to flee the scene.
Beros jumped high, using her cloak to fly, she fired upon the paths to make sure to corral all the students. She wanted to know where her target was and would not miss.
Amidst the chaos, Randy and Izuku hid themselves to suit up. Randy pulled out his mask behind one of the gravy fries stands, cloaking himself with the small of the fried food. Izuku suited up inside the house of mirrors as he called upon the power of One For All.
Chimera and Beros were growing impatient.
"Where are they?!" Chimera bellowed.
"They'll be here soon enough." Beros prepared her two crossbows. "Heroes can't get far from trouble."
"Smokebomb!/No need to fear, for I am here!" Randy and Izuku appeared on the same spot, almost throwing each other off.
"Jeez, we gotta practice that." Randy pointed out as they balanced on top of the stage.
"We'll have to take notes later." Izuku stared wide eyed at the villains, recognizing them. "What happened to you two? Did they get their hands on Trigger?"
"Nah, something more powerful and smelly!" Chimera lounged at the two heroes, slamming down his large paws on them.
Randy and Izuku dodged the attack by the skin of their teeth. Jumping to the sides, they tried to counter attack, but they were met with several barbed bolts coming towards them. They jumped back, narrowly avoiding the attacks of the stanked villains.
"Split them up! I want the Ninja for myself!" Chimera grabbed Randy by one of his legs, taking him up into the air. "Let's see if Ninjas can fly!"
"Ninja!" Izuku fired his Black Whip, only for it to be intercepted by Beros' bolts.
Randy struggled against Chimera's strong grip. He kicked at the villain's hand but to no avail. All he got was a nasty smell that he knew all too well.
"You've been Stanked by the Sorcerer, haven't you? If smelling like a wet dog wasn't bad enough." Randy winced at Chimera's grip.
"A pain, but I can work with it!" Chimera lifted Randy up before punching him back down to the ground.
Izuku was running as fast as he could, narrowly dodging the bolts. He narrowly stepped to the side, getting a cut on one of his suit's ears. He clicked his tongue, increasing his speed to get some more distance between them. He couldn't turn around and counterattack the villain, though his thoughts were more on how she got so powerful.
"How did you get your hands on such power?" Izuku asked.
"I'd never sully my blood with that poison!" Beros snapped, landing an explosive arrow behind Izuku, sending him flying.
Randy and Izuku intercepted each other in the free fall. They crashed down on the spinning tea cups, feeling like their heads had been scrambled.
"How's your fight going?" Randy groaned, pulling himself up.
"I don't think they're using Trigger, but somehow they've become more powerful-LOOK OUT!" Izuku activated his Full Cowling, pulling Randy out of the way of Chimera.
Izuku's speed kept them going away from the villains as they chased after them.
"This makes no sense. How did they get so powerful so quickly?" Izuku ran as Randy used his sword to block any bolts being fired at them.
"That's because they're stanked." Randy pulled Izuku into a sharp turn, avoiding a bolt. "It must be the work of the Sorcerer."
"Who?" Izuku asked.
"An ancient evil magic user that turns people into monsters by possessing an object of theirs." Randy pulled Izuku into the house of mirrors. "The only way to beat them is by destroying that object."
"How will we know the object?" Izuku stood back to back with Randy.
"Look for anything that glows a sick green." Randy replied just as Chimera and Beros caught up to them.
Randy and Izuku stood ready, looking over their enemies for the desired object. Their eyes landed on them. Randy spotted Chimera's cigar case glowing while Izuku saw Beros' broken arrow on her hood. They looked at each other and nodded. They knew the plan, but all they could do was figure out how to get them.
"Wanna trade?" Izuku asked.
"Yeah, my dance partner is way too grumpy." Randy shrugged, dropping a smokebomb.
"God that reeks!" Chimera snarled, covering his nose.
Izuku jumped out of the smoke kicking Chimera in the stomach with a stomp.
Beros aimed at Izuku, hoping to fire at him. Only for Randy to jump in, wrapping his scarf around the crossbow, pulling it away.
"I did say that we'd be switching partners, didn't I?" Randy kicked Beros in the stomach, adding something else. "Air Kick!" Randy blasted Beros flying out of the house of mirrors.
Randy rode the winds while using his scarf. His body lit up as he activated his strongest mode.
"Ninja Tengu mode!" Randy pulled himself against Beros, blocking her bolts with his fire sword.
He spiraled with his sword, cutting through the attacks, planting himself before Beros. With a mighty fire swing, he slashed apart her cloak, burning her broken arrow. As soon as his attack landed, Beros turned back to her normal human form. But Randy wasn't going to take any chances.
"Ninja Knockout punch!" Randy punched Beros in the stomach, knocking her out. "That's how we do in Norrisville."
Back with Izuku and Chimera, they clashed fists, shattering the mirrors around them.
"I'll bite off your damn head for that cheap trick!" Chimera snarled.
"Not if I beat you first!" Izuku's eyes glowed with power. "One For All… 100% Barrage!"
Izuku and Chimera engaged in a clash of punches against each other. Their fists collided, breaking the glass as they punched at each other. Every blow shook the ground as they sought to get the one attack that would end the fight. Chimera held the height and the size advantage, but Izuku was faster and with the brief amount of time he used One For All, he kept going faster and faster.
Chimera gasped as Izuku landed a punch to his stomach. He then felt another blow to his jaw and then another one to his cigar case. With the power of the stank leaving him, Chimera could only gulp as Izuku's eyes glowed with furious power.
"United…!" Izuku landed a barrage of blows at Chimera that broke the sound barrier. "States of SMASH!" Izuku finished the fight with a kick to Chimera's stomach, sending him flying.
Izuku panted, feeling his body recoil in pain. Even if it was only for the briefest of minutes, he was still feeling like he'd been run over by a train.
"Dude! That was so BRUCE!" Randy smacked Izuku's back, making him fall in pain. "Crap, you okay, dude?"
"You wouldn't… happen to… have any… healing quirk… would you?" Izuku strained.
"Yeah, let's get you looked at, buddy." Randy pulled Izuku to his feet.
While Randy gave Izuku a quick heal with the Art of Healing, Chimera and Beros were taken away by Interpol for their crimes.
Randy and Izuku reemerged as the rest of the students.
"Well, you can't have a festival in Norrisville without some property damage." Howard pointed out.
"That sounds troublesome." Izuku said.
"It is." Randy shrugged.
Before Izuku could register it, he heard someone running towards him.
"Izuku, we have a problem." Morgan came running up to the green haired boy.
"What's wrong, Morgan?" Izuku asked.
"My girls had to be taken to get checked up. They're fine. But they don't want them performing." Morgan explained with a sigh. "Looks like Bash and his boys will win by default."
"If only we had some musical band here ready to lend a hand." Howard pulled Randy to sell the point.
"I think I have an idea, if you don't mind the extra help." Izuku pulled out his phone.
"I can't think of another way. Hope you guys have a banger of a song." Morgan smiled.
"I can think of someone that does." Izuku smiled, getting an answer.
The stage came alive as the people cheered and roared in anticipation. The vibrant lights lit up the stage, making Izuku, Randy, Howard and Morgan stand out in the middle of the spotlight. He couldn't believe it. The spotlight had been his greatest enemy for a long time. But now, with some encouragement, he was going to own it.
"You got this buddy." Randy cracked his fingers for his keytar.
"Norrisville High, are you ready to rock!" Izuku pumped his fist to the crowd, getting cheers in return.
"1,2,3!" Howard unleashed a thunderous beat from the drums while Izuku started playing on his guitar, starting up the song and making everyone cheer.
As the music started picking up, Izuku then started singing in the microphone.
What am I to be?
What is my calling?
I gave up giving up, I'm ready to go
The future's left unseen, it all depends on me
Put it on the line to follow my dream, yeah!
Izuku sang his heart out as Morgan joined in for the pre-chorus.
Tried all my life
I've tried to find
Something that makes me hold on and never let go
Oh!
Morgan caught everyone's attention making a break in the song and then both Izuku and Howard started rocking harder as Morgan began to sing.
Hero too, I am a hero too
My heart is set and I won't back down
Hero too, strength doesn't make a hero
True heroes stand up for what they believe
So wait and see
So wait and see
The music intensified, and the crowd felt the music through them as Morgan was done with her part, Randy stepped up to the mic and started to sing.
What do they think of me?
Who do they think I'll be?
I could not care less, I don't wanna know
Am I doing right?
Am I satisfied?
I wanna live my life like it's meant to be
Yeah!
Randy put his emotion into his singing which Morgan helped him with pre-chorus.
Tried all my life
I've tried to find
Something that makes me hold on and never let go
Oh!
Izuku, Randy, and Morgan then sang together in unity and then Morgan then once again started singing her heart out.
Hero too, I am a hero too
My heart is set and I won't back down
Hero too, strength doesn't make a hero
True heroes stand up for what they believe
So wait and see
The band continued to play their hearts out, getting the crowd to cheer, and as they continued to play, Morgan, Izuku, and Randy started to sing together.
People will judge for no reason at all
Yeah, they might try
To say your dream's dumb, don't listen
They may look down on me and count me out
I'm going my own way
They may look down on me and count me out
I'm a hero, I've got music
Both Izuku and Morgan then started to sing while Howard and Randy played even harder with their drum and keytar.
Hero too, I am a hero too
My heart is set and I won't back down
Hero too, strength doesn't make a hero
True heroes stand up for what they believe (Yeah, I'll be!)
Hero too, I am a hero too
My heart is set and I won't back down
Hero too, strength doesn't make a hero
True heroes stand up for what they believe
So wait and see
The three boys in the band started to put all their effort into the outro for Morgan to finish the lyrics to the song.
I have met so many heroes in my life
Gave me the strength and courage to survive
Gave me the power to smile everyday
Now it's my turn to be the one to make you smile
The final chorus brought the performance to its peak, with the entire band pouring their hearts into the music. The crowd, a sea of cheering fans, embraced the anthem of heroes. As the last note echoed through the venue, the applause was thunderous. Izuku, Randy, Morgan, and Howard shared triumphant smiles, knowing they had not only entertained but also inspired.
"Dōmo arigatōgozaimasu!" Izuku said, bowing to the crowd, who all cheered. The four then went backstage, where Theresa was seen waiting, specifically Randy.
"Hey, Randy, I saw your band's performance, and it was bruce," Theresa said with a smile which Randy blushes and nods before turning to his band.
"Thanks but if you want to know who was behind the song it was Izuku. He was the one who gave us the sweet song from his friend to allow us to do a cover on." Randy pointed to Izuku.
The green haired boy shyly waved until Morgan wrapped her arm around his placing her chest on his arm making him blush.
"Who would have guessed a guy like you has a rocking voice?" Morgan said with a smile that made Izuku blush more. "You should thank Jiro for that song. She better take us out for karaoke."
"I guess my voice got better after doing it for a while. Plus you were Bruce as well, your voice was like an angel," Izuku said, causing Morgan to blush but then smiled and pulled Izuku away.
"Uhh, Morgan, where are we going?" Izuku looked confused until Morgan just gave him a wink. "Don't worry Izuku, just trust me." Morgan then leads Izuku away from his bandmates. Once gone Randy then looks at Theresa.
"So thanks for watching our show." Rady said, making Theresa smile more.
"No problem but could I ask you something in private?" Theresa asked, to which Randy looked at Howard who just gave him the thumbs up.
Randy smiles and nods and Theresa takes him somewhere leaving him alone.
"Man, why am I the third wheel in the band?" Howard said with a sigh before he heard footsteps and saw Debbie Kang of all people.
"Kang, why are you here?" Howard looks confused while Debbie just rolls his eyes.
"I came to interview your band but it seems that they are gone only leaving you so do you want to do an interview?" Debbie looked at Howard looking surprised. "Okay, I wouldn't mind, I got nothing better to do." Debbie smiled, grabbing Howards hand and leading him to her office for the interview.
"Score!" Howard claimed happily. "Good night everyone!"