AN: Just a silly little one-shot where Al gets glomped by a ninja. Kim-san owns Al, and I own the ninja.

Algaliarept stood in his kitchen, checking his inventory before Rachel came over on Saturday. He was alone.

Or so he thought.

From the safety of the shadows on the high ceiling, a pair of blue-grey eyes, glittering with mischief, tracked his movements. When Al had his back to the table, the ninja took the opportunity to drop. She landed in a crouch on the table top, not making a sound. She held her breath, hoping the demon didn't turn around.

The ninja crawled across the table to position herself behind him.

As he turned he heard a happy little squeal of "Al!" and the ninja launched herself at him, wrapping her arms around his middle. He hit the hard floor with an "Oof." The ninja nuzzled her head against his chest, eyes closed and a happy little cat smile on her face.

"Oh my gosh! You were total awesomesauce! I can't wait till the next book because there will be more of you!" She sat up, straddling his stomach. "But then Book Ten will be out, and you're not in that one. For which I will be sad."

Al stared up at her, his red goat eyes wide in shock. "How did you--"

"Get here?" the ninja supplied eagerly. "Well, I'm a ninja. Duh." She leaned over him and gave him an Eskimo kiss. "I'd best be going before the other NaSties try to drag me back. See ya later, babe!" With that, she disappeared in a puff of red smoke.

AN: Yeeeeeeaaaaaaahhhhhhh . . . I love Al!