[A/N: As an apology for my lack of activity, I've decided to upload a new Randy Cunningham story: one where Theresa and Debbie are best friends with Randy and Howard and know Randy's secret. I just looked up that it's a popular fan theory that Theresa and Debbie have been begged to be one of the main stars of Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja, so why not give some of the fans their wish? As this takes off, I'm gonna try to make this a bit more "story arc-y" as possible and get them more involved with this story. I'll try to explain as much as possible, but you guys are more than welcome to give me episode ideas. As a reminder, I will not be doing "The Tale of the Golden Doctor's Note" and I would rename season 2 as "Randy Cunningham: 10th Grade Ninja" (for obvious reasons) if I get there. Like I said, I'll explain why in a later time. Anyway, enjoy!]

Last Stall on the Left

Freshman Randy Cunningham discovers the "NinjaNomicon," which reveals that he has been chosen to be Norrisville's newest Ninja. Armed with his new power-packed Ninja Suit, Randy faces his first battle with Hannibal McFist's monster, Krakenstein, while juggling his new secret identity and being there for his three best friends, Howard Weinerman, Theresa Fowler, and Debbie Kang.

The story begins in a city called Norrisville, and in a seemingly ordinary high school, called Norrisville High, students have returned to school after a long summer break.

"Well freshman, I know you're all bummed to be back at school…" The English teacher, Mr. Brunner, said casually while he clapped his hands, until he suddenly shouted directly at their faces. "Well SO AM I! Five-hundred words! What you did on your summer vacation!" He slammed pieces of paper underneath his stapler.

A 14-year-old boy with spiky tyrian purple hair and sapphire blue eyes began writing down his essay.

He wore a red T-shirt with a white stripe which angled into a "9", a grey hoodie with pockets, black skinny pants, and purple sneakers.

Name: Randy Cunningham, The purple-haired boy, Randy, though in his head. Grade: 9, Title: What I did on my summer–

"Hey, Cunningham, let me copy off of you."

Randy looked up and saw a short, obese boy with short orange hair and chestnut brown eyes. He wore a dark blue top with a squid picture, a light blue outer shirt, dark green shorts, and red sneakers.

"Howard," a short girl with blue hair said in admonishment, sitting in front of Randy. She wore a light coral shirt, a brown belt, dark khaki shorts, and black slip-on shoes. "You know you can't just turn in the exact same essay."

"But we all had the exact same summer."

"He kinda has a point, Debbie." The girl with short purple hair and dark blue eyes said with a shrug, sitting beside her.

"Not helping, Theresa." Debbie argued.

Theresa ducked her head when someone threw a coffee mug at her. Then, a shoe hit Howard in the back of the head dead on while Debbie ducked her own head. They all turned and saw Mr. Brunner sitting by his desk, missing a shoe. His exposed foot was covered with bunions.

"You four! No talking!" He exclaimed to the quartet.

Howard glared at their loud teacher while he rubbed the back of his head. Theresa peeked her head over her desk and stared somewhat fearfully at Mr. Brunner. Meanwhile, Randy began thinking about how to begin his story.

Well, I wouldn't say the exact same, Randy thought to himself again. I mean, it did start out the same. The four of us are basically the "Brucesome Four" who do everything together.

He then remembered his summer days he had with his four best friends.

Randall "Randy" Cunningham, Howard Weinerman, Theresa Fowler, and Debra "Debbie" Kang have been the bestest of friends ever since they were all practically toddlers. The four have remained inseparable, despite their many differences and quirks, and also look out for each other.

Randy is basically this "all-around nice guy" who keeps this group of friends together forever. Howard is a total big-mouth and most kids (even his friends) label him as a jerk, but deep down, he has a well-intentioned heart. Theresa is a sweet, lovable teenage girl with a dream of acting and dancing. She is actually a member of the Norrisville High Baton Twirling Team, which she has also poured her soul and heart into. Despite her kind nature, she is also quite protective of her friends (especially Randy) and she knows how to pick a fight. Debbie is often a sarcastic yet head-strong girl who always wants her questions answered. She is a journalist and currently the youngest member of the Norrisville High Gazette Times Tribune Weekly Daily Press Chronicle, or NHGTTWDPC, online edition.

Debbie is often annoyed by Howard's loud mouth, and the fact that he and Randy are quite the troublemakers and attention-seekers, but she enjoys their company either way. Debbie's mother, Mary Kang, works as an accountant for Howard's father, Mort Weinerman, who runs only the second most well-known and well-paid company in Norrisville, Weiner-Interprises (rivaling McFist Industries, but oddly there's no public animosity between the two). So, obviously speaking, Mary and Mort are personal friends, only in a lesser extent if compared with their children.

With Randy, Debbie is good with him, but like with Howard, she is annoyed by all of the mischief he and Howard bring. In turn, Randy values his friendship with Debbie, but she sometimes gets on his nerves.

Randy and Theresa have a very close yet complicated relationship. While they know each other very well, some kids often make fun of them and accuse them of being "more than childhood friends". They both deny this, of course, and just view themselves as friends (which no one seems to buy completely). Their mothers, Eloise Cunningham and Jade Fowler, are colleagues. They've never really interacted with Howard or Debbie's parents, but they've met a couple a times on special occasions.

With Howard, Theresa basically knows how he works and often has to find ways to bribe him into being quiet or keeping him from trouble. In turn, Howard is okay with Theresa and often gets a little touchy whenever she looks at or even speaks of Randy.

Randy and Howard are quite close and often spend their nights alone playing their favorite game franchise together: Grave-Puncher. Theresa and Debbie are basically just like the boys, only they are sometimes more into some girl stuff, but they enjoy Grave Puncher just as much, due to their tomboyish nature.

In fact, this is exactly what the four did when their first day of summer began. They played the first two games of Grave Puncher together at Randy's bedroom before hanging out at the Whoopee World theme park, where they took a selfie with the Whoopee mascot character. Theresa showed off some of her baton skills before letting Randy give it a try. He was fairly decent with it, but not as fluent as Theresa. Howard ended up letting the baton bonk on his head, which made Randy, Theresa, and Debbie (and later Howard) laugh.

But then a week ago, something epic happened, Randy continued.

The quartet was playing the third Grave Puncher game until…

"Congratulations, you have punched all the graves." The game's voice said from Randy's TV.

Randy, Howard, Theresa, and Debbie then did their little fist-bump, dance-like routine (whenever they experience triumph and victory) before they spun and struck respective poses.

And the day after that, something even epic-er happened, Randy added.

One day, Randy walked into his bedroom alone. Unbeknownst to him, this was the exact day that his life would change forever.

While Randy was just minding his own business, he suddenly gasped when he saw a large box sitting on his table. The purple-haired boy glanced at his window and saw some creepy man peeking through before he disappeared. He shrugged off the stranger and walked up to his box. He opened it as bright red light flashed from the inside. The first thing he found was a large book with red engravings and a sticky note attached to the front which read:

"'The NinjaNomicon'." Randy read off the note as he took it out of the box, but then tossed it over his head, thinking it was useless. "Eh." He dug through the box again, until he pulled out a piece of paper with a simple message. "'You are the Ninja'." Randy's eyes widened with shock and amazement. "Oh...my SWEE-ET!" He pulled a ninja mask out of the box with a large smile. "I have to tell Howard and the girls!" However, looked back inside the box and found yet another note that read, 'You can't tell anyone!' The purple-haired boy frowned. "Ah, that's wonk!"

He smiled down at his new Ninja Mask as he slipped it over his face. His eyes widened and he tensed when he felt something happening until he fell onto the floor. Black and red ribbons magically emerged from the mask as they began wrapping themselves all over Randy's body, covering him in a black Ninja Suit marked with red trimmings on his ankles, wrists, and chest with a red "9" symbol, along with a long, red scarf. As the suit completed itself, Randy had his eyes closed as he felt the suit's power coursing through his body.

I don't know how it works, Randy said. But the Ninja Suit is the straight-up cheese.

After the suit was complete, Randy opened his eyes and leapt off the floor, twisted in midair, and landed on the floor with a pose. He felt stronger, faster, more flexible and agile. He knew he was quite strong before, but this time, he felt more than that: he felt almost unstoppable. Randy began testing out his new powers by first punching a toy robot, breaking it into pieces.

It lets me do things I could never, ever do.

He then flipped into the air and elbowed a toy alien. He glanced at a purple stuffed bear and twisted in the air again as he kicked the bear's head off its body with an excited laugh.

I am Randy Cunningham… He punched and air-kicked before he made a fighting stance as he scarf waved behind him. I am the Ninja!

It's pretty much the coolest thing ever. Only bummer is, I can't tell anyone… Randy wrote down on his paper. He glanced sadly at Theresa, who was buried deep in her own essay, then at Howard, who was rubbing his pencil between his under arm before sniffing it, and finally at Debbie, who was staring at Howard with disgust. ...Not even my best friends.

"PENCILS DOWN!" Mr. Brunner shouted, catching everyone's attention. He began snatching everyone's work, even while they were working.

...And now I'm realizing this probably wasn't the best topic for my essay! Randy glanced down nervously at his paper, which he unintentionally written "Ninja" all over.

Thinking fast, he shredded his paper into bits before he innocently dropped the pieces into his English teacher's hand.

Brunner stared at the shredder paper suspiciously. "What's this supposed to be?" He asked his student.

"Uh… my commentary on the fleeting nature of summer?" Randy fibbed with his hands laced on his desk.

Mr. Brunner stared at it while Randy's nervous smile grew with anticipation… until the teacher smiled proudly. "...Excellent use of metaphor!"

Randy pumped his fists in victory. "Aced it!"

"I'll give you a B."

"B'ced it!"

Debbie smiled amusingly. "Wow, you always did have a knack for good luck." She said while Theresa and Howard smiled at Randy proudly.

Out in the hallway, a band geek named Bucky Hensletter ran down the hall, holding the back of his pants.

"Go away, Bash!" He exclaimed as he ran past the quartet. "I don't want a wedgie!"

"I already gave you a wedgie," a large, muscular boy with brown hair, Bash, said as he twirled a piece of underwear on his finger. "I just wanna give you your change!" He chased after Bucky again.

"Okay, now that's just shnasty." Theresa said as she crossed her arms, disgusted by Bash's attitude.

"Come on, guys," said Debbie, pointing her thumb over her shoulder. "Lunch is getting cold."

"While we're at it, can we all talk about this Ninja situation?" Howard suggested as he and Theresa followed Debbie down the hall.

"N-Ninja situation? There is no Ninja situation." Randy said nervously as he followed his friends.

"Exactly! The No-Ninja situation! We've been in Norrisville High for two days, and neither of us has even seen this guy once!"

Randy shrugged. "I think he has to wait for like a monster, or a robot…"

"Why aren't you worried about this? We're his number-one fans!"

Theresa looked at her purple-haired friend with concern. "Are you sure you're okay, Randy?" She asked. "You've been acting a little weird ever since we went back to your house after hearing Debbie's article about these new robotic-like monsters that got her the spot on the NHGTTWDPC online edition. Not to mention when I found you in your room, it was a mess."

"Yeah, I'm fine. I was just happy for Debbie, that's all."

"Besides, Howard," Debbie said, cocking an eyebrow before looking down the hallway again. "It's not like the Ninja can just stop on by for a meet-and-greet."

Randy then smiled with an idea. "...or can he?"

Meanwhile, at the center of the city of Norrisville, there was a giant pyramid-like industry building called McFist Industries. It was owned by Norrisville's most wealthiest men in the world, Hannibal McFist, alongside his loyal scientific assistant, Willem Viceroy III.

In a large office both men were talking to a skull-like being with green skin and a brown cloak. The mysterious skull man was being projected inside a large chamber at the end of the room.

"You assured me you would destroy the Ninja!" The skull man projection said bitterly.

"But I haven't seen him all summer," the man with a left mechanical arm and a large, blonde mustache, Hannibal McFist, said nervously as he tugged on his collar. "Have you seen him Viceroy?"

"I haven't seen him," the black guy in a lab coat, Viceroy, said calmly with a shrug. "Then again, he is a ninja, so stealth is kind of his dealio."

"We have a plan," while McFist spoke, his mechanical arm began acting out when it pulled on his mustache, until he quickly got it under control. "The next time he pokes his little ninja-head out of his little ninja-hide-hole… BAM!" He slammed his robotic arm into his flesh-and-blood palm. "Destroyed!"

The skull man roared, making the office briefly quake. "Do… Not… Fail… ME!" He said threateningly before he disappeared from the chamber.

The men stood there in silence, until…

RIIINNNNGGG!

McFist and Viceroy jumped and shouted in surprise as the phone on the desk rang. "Mr. McFist, your wife is on the line." A receptionist said through the speaker.

The business owner tried to grab the phone, but his arm briefly spazzed out. He managed to quickly regain control of his arm by grabbing the phone with both hands. He exhaled in relief before he casually held the phone by his ear like nothing happened.

"Hey, Sugar-Face," greeted McFist with a smile. "I'm a little busy here… Of course. I'll be there, Honey-Cakes." He slammed his phone on its holder repeatedly before he slumped in his chair. "How am I supposed to run an evil empire when my stepson keeps getting in trouble AT SCHOOL?!"

"Kids." Viceroy scoffed.

"Just go down to your lab and build something deadly, something that strikes fear, something with a cup-holder…" McFist's arm spazzed again when it slammed its fist on the desk, spilling coffee all over his face. "...You know what? Forget the cup-holder. Just make it deadly."

Viceroy drew a line over 'cup-holder' on his touch pad.

Back at Norrisville High, most of the students were in the cafeteria, having lunch. While Howard pigged out on his food, Theresa threw a tater tot into her mouth and looked at the empty spot with a full tray of food next to Debbie, who sat across from her.

"Hey, where's Randy?" She asked her friend.

"He said he had to use the can." Debbie replied before she smiled brightly. "And oh man, you guys, wait 'til you see my new editor's room once it's done!"

"I hope there's room for us to hang out in."

"Don't worry, I got the best room."

Howard licked all of his contents off of his plate and groaned in disappointment. He then glanced Theresa and Debbie, who were in the middle of a conversation, and then down at the men's room where he last saw Randy enter.

"Cunningham, I know you're in the can," said Howard in a soft, singsong tone as he crawled slowly across the table. "But if you don't want me to eat your tater lumps, just–OW!" Theresa suddenly slapped her baton on Howard's wrist while he was reaching for Randy's tray.

"Don't. Even. Think about it." Theresa said sternly with a glare.

Howard grumbled as he slumped back to his spot.

"SMOKE BOMB!"

In a red puff of smoke, Randy (donned in his Ninja Suit) appeared at the end of his friends' table. Everyone in the cafeteria gasped and stopped what they were doing as they stared at their 800-year-old famed hero of Norrisville.

"Hello, students! 'Tis I, THE NINJA!" He exclaimed as everyone gathered around him, cheering loudly.

"Yes, finally!" Howard exclaimed. "NIN-JA!"

"I...don't...believe it." Theresa said in disbelief in her voice, but smiled excitedly like Debbie. "It's really him!"

Howard glanced at the men's room. "Cork out, Cunningham! The Ninja just showed up!"

Meanwhile, in the principal's office, Hannibal and his wife, Marci Johnson-McFist, were talking with the principal of the school, Principal Slimovitz, about Bash Johnson's bullying problems.

"In these two days at school alone," Principal Slimovitz said, looking through his computer. "Bash has given sixty-six wedgies, thirty-two swirlys, and a chaga-newga gravy bowl."

"Is that even a real thing?" Hannibal asked boredly.

Slimovitz turned his computer screen and showed him and his wife the picture. Hannibal and Marci both recoiled in disgust/surprise. "Sweet potatoes!" Marci said, covering her mouth.

"Oh, yeah!" Bash said, pumping her fists.

"Oh, Principal Slimovitz, I don't understand how my little Bashford could ever do anything like that."

"Yeah, Ma, he's framing me!" Bash pointed his finger at the principal, only to show underwear on it. He quickly hid it behind his back nervously.

"Hey, the Ninja's in the cafeteria!" A student said out loud from the hallway, rushing towards the cafeteria.

"Yeah, Ninja!"

Slimovitz excitedly stood up from his seat when he heard this. "Oh, the Ninja!" He said before looking at the McFists. "Let's say we take a fiver." He quickly rushed out of his office.

"I'm escaping!" Bash said as he rudely followed the principal, leaving his mother and stepfather alone.

"Oh, go on," Marci said to her husband, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms. "If you don't destroy the Ninja now, it's all you'll talk about on the ride home."

"You know what? You're the best!" Hannibal said happily before he kissed his wife on the cheek and rushed out.

McFist looked over the crowd and saw the Ninja himself showing off his moves. The blonde man stared at Norrisville's hero with disdain and disgust, until he pulled out his phone and dialed in Viceroy's number.

"McFist Industries, evil genius Viceroy speaking." Viceroy said through the phone.

"Ninja's at the school." McFist said. "Bring the, um… uh…"

"His name is Krakanstein."

"RELEASE THE KRAKANSTEIN!" McFist tensed nervously when he realized that a few students actually heard his shout. They stared at him with odd, skeptic, and unimpressed frowns.

In a lab at McFist Industries, Viceroy used a powerful taser to shock a robotic-monster to life. It had six random arms, such as a crab arm, ape arm, and robot arm on his left side, and a boxing glove arm, bear arm, and tentacle arm on his right.

"Go forth, my creation, and destroy the Ninja." Viceroy said, until the Krakanstein roared loudly at his face and then stood there like nothing happened. "Oh, he's about yay-high, red scarf, black suit… maybe it's a navy blue." The robot monster roared again before it ran straight through the wall, leaving a large hole. "Oh, no, it is black. You never wear a red with a navy blue."

Back in the cafeteria at the school, McFist continued watching the Ninja with hatred in his eyes.

"Now, as a Ninja, I must be prepared at any moment to do this," Ninja said as he air-punched. "And this," he air-kicked swiftly. "And how can I forgot THIS!" He air-kicked again before he struck a pose. Howard, Theresa, and Debbie all stared at their number-one idol in amazement. "Well, you've been great, everybody! See ya next time, remember to tip those lunch ladies! Smoke bo–"

Howard and Theresa suddenly grabbed Randy by his leg, preventing him from disappearing in a puff of smoke. "No wait, Ninja! We and our other buddy have been dying to meet you when we were kids!" The obese boy said.

"Yeah, can't you at least just hang out here a little bit longer until he gets back?" Theresa begged.

"And I have a lot of questions that need answering," said Debbie, holding a recorder in her hand. She noticed that Howard and Theresa were staring at her oddly, and then made a reassuring face. "Minus the identity part. I'm not that wonkily desperate, trust me."

"Aw, that's really cool of you three," said Randy as he scratched the top of his head. As much as he wanted to tell his bestest friends in the whole wide world his secret, he still wasn't allowed to (which he still hated). "But I can't, I must go!"

Unfortunately, the Krakenstein decided to crash this little meet-and-greet by smashing through the wall starting a rampage. Everyone was sent into a panic as they screamed and ran for their lives.

"Yes, destroy! DESTROY!" McFist shouted.

Randy stared at the monster in somewhat excitement. "My first monster fight!" He muttered. "So honking cool! Ninja flip!" He flipped off the table and confronted the robot monster. "Monster, get ready to get–" Before he could even finish, Krakenstein punched him through the wall and stomped after him.

Theresa, Debbie, and Howard all flinched. "Ooh, that's gotta hurt." Theresa said with worry.

"Where the juice is Randy?" Debbie wondered as she glanced around for her friend.

"I'll handle it," said Howard as he frowned and took out his phone. He began typing a text message to his best friend. "'Cunningham, get back here! The Ninja's totally getting p'wnd!'"

Randy crashed into a row of lockers before his heard his phone beeping. He took out his phone and read Howard's text, and he made an offended look under his mask.

"I wouldn't say I'm getting 'p'wnd'." Muttered Randy. The Krakenstein appeared through the wall and snarled. Ninja quickly flip-kicked the monster in the jaw, but it got back up. Randy rolled his eyes and groaned when he knew what was coming next. The monster punched him in the face and sent him tumbling down a flight of stairs as he grunted. He skidded to a halt at the bottom. "Oh, man, I am getting p'wnd." As he tried to get up, he suddenly heard a loud crash from the top of the stairs. "NINJA SPRINT!" He scurried out of the way, just before the Krakenstein slammed at the spot where Ninja was.

Randy ran into the bathroom and leapt into a stall. The Krakenstein crashed into the room and began punching stalls open one at a time, until he finally found the one where Ninja was hiding.

"...I wasn't hiding from you," said Ninja. "If that's what you think."

It only went into the stall to give him the true meaning of pain. Fortunately, Randy managed to escape the stall and quickly locked the monster inside by sliding a pipe across the door's handle.

Randy quickly changed out of his suit and rushed to his next class, just as the bell rang. He slid across the floor and crashed somewhere as his best friends flinched, but he sat at his desk like nothing happened.

"Where have you been?" Howard demanded. "We were all supposed to meet the Ninja together. But, between the four of us, he was kinda stinking it out back there."

"Well… he did seem a little rusty." Admitted Debbie while she rubbed her chin.

"Come on, you guys," said Randy, offended. "I...uh, he was just doing his best! I mean, it's not like there are instructions for being a Ninja." He suddenly perked up in realization. "The instructions!" He stood up from his desk. "I need… to use… the bathroom!"

He quickly got on his bike and rode back home. "Hey, Randy!" His neighbor greeted as he rode past him in a hurry.

Randy ran into his bedroom and dug through his clothes, until he found the NinjaNomicon. At first, he thought this book would be useless, but then realized that it was an ancient book that would teach him how his Ninja Suit worked. He opened the book and light shone from the pages. Randy suddenly felt his body go limp as his mind magically entered the mythical world of the Nomicon. He fell through various pages with animated pictures of ninjas and monsters. He suddenly slammed into something and landed roughly on the ground. Randy rubbed his head and shook off the impact before he looked up and saw large words, reading:

Believe in the weapon that is in the suit

Randy tried to process these words. "What's in the suit?" He asked himself before he smiled. "Wait a minute, I'm in the suit! I'm the weapon! I just have to believe in me!"

His mind immediately returned to his body. He got back on his bike and rode back to school. "Later, Randy!" His neighbor said while he hosed his front lawn.

Randy rushed down the hallway to find a place to change and finish off the Krakenstein, until Howard appeared and tripped his purple-haired friend. He tumbled across the floor and shook off his daze.

"Hey, perfect, you're back! I got some great news–" Howard said.

"Sorry, Howard, but I have to–" Randy tried to explain, but was cut off by an irritated Howard.

"No! NO!" His obese friend jumped and hugged him tightly. "You're going to stick around for this!"

Randy cocked an eyebrow. "Stick around for what?"

"Guys!" Randy and Howard turned their heads and saw Debbie and Theresa rushing up to the boys. They both looked troubled and worried as Howard jumped off of Randy. "We have a problem!" Theresa said urgently.

Randy stared at the girls. "What? What happened, Theresa?"

"Remember that weird-looking monster the Ninja was having trouble fighting? The one he trapped inside a bathroom stall?"

"It's GONE!" Debbie said in alarm.

"Yeah, I let it out." Howard replied casually with his fists on his waist.

Debbie glared. "What?!"

"WHAT?!" Theresa echoed with wide eyes.

"You did WHAT?!" Randy exclaimed, equally as dumbfounded as the girls.

"Yeah, now the Ninja's gotta come back, so the four of us can see him in action together." Howard said, not really noticing his friends' frustrated faces. Half of a car suddenly smashed through the windows and into the hallway, and roaring was heard from outside. The quartet looked through the busted window and saw the Krakenstein wreaking havoc in the front yard. Howard glanced at his troubled-looking friends. "You guys wanna… maybe now or maybe later? How should we do this?"

Hannibal McFist ran out the doors and into the yard of the school outside. "Where the heck is watches-krak?" He asked himself, until he saw the Krakenstein throwing the second half of the car. "There it is!"

"MY CAR!" Principal Slimovitz cried in dismay.

Debbie glared annoyingly at Howard. "Howard, do you have any honking idea what you've just done?" She asked rhetorically as she pointed towards the chaos.

"Yeah, ninja action!" Howard answered cluelessly. "Courtesy of mawa. Who's the bestest friend in this Brucesome Four?!" He tried to give Randy a belly-bump, but realized that he's disappeared again. "Huh? Are you kidding me?!"

"Where's he running to all the time?" Theresa wondered as she glanced down at the blue-haired girl. Debbie remained silent and shrugged, until they heard a familiar voice.

"Smoke bomb!" Randy (in his Ninja Suit) appeared in a red puff of smoke and got in a ready stance.

"Ninja! Ninja! Ninja!" The students chanted.

"I believe in me, I believe in me, I believe in me… kicking your butt." Randy muttered to himself. He made a 'come and get me' gesture with his fingers, telling the monster to make his move.

The Krakenstein punched each of its fists into his hands and then charged towards the Ninja. He jumped up and used one of its arms to lift himself into the air. He made a midair twist and double-kicked it in the face. He landed on the ground and sharply faced the monster again. The Krakenstein then tried to punch Randy, but he repeatedly kept blocking each of his blows while shouting, "Ninja block! Ninja block! Ninja block! Ninja block! Ninja block! And… NINJA KICK!" He finally kicked one of its arms into its face, sending it flying several feet away. "Who's getting p'wnd now?"

"Ninja! Ninja! Ninja!" The students chanted again.

Theresa stared at Ninja in confusion. "Did he just say… p'wnd?" She asked mostly to herself.

The Krakenstein readjusted its jaw and shook off the blow. Suddenly, a large, muscular arm emerged from its chest and pinned Randy to the grass.

"WHAT?!" He exclaimed in surprise.

"Secret arm!" McFist said in excitement, being careful not to let anybody hear him. "That is so Viceroy!"

The Krakenstein then continued to try and punch Randy, who narrowly dodged its blows.

"I don't get it," Randy said to himself as he tried feeling for something on his suit. "I'm believing, but what else could be in the suit?"

He evaded another blow, until he suddenly pulled a long sword from the back of his suit. It then came to light that the Nomicon wasn't telling him that he was the weapon in the suit, but the suit has unlimited access to different weapons.

Randy's eyes lightened with understanding. "Ah! Believe in the weapon that is in the suit!" He said before he chopped the Krakenstein's secret arm and freed himself. The twitchy arm leaked yellow goo as Randy got to his feet. "That makes way more sense."

Ninja sprinted across the grass and, using his new enhanced strength, double-kicked the Krakenstein monster several feet away as it growled, drooling yellow goo. Randy held his newly discovered sword up and got into another stance.

"Now that's how it's done!" Debbie cheered before she, Howard, and Theresa high-fived.

"Let's do this." He said, smirking under his mask.

The monstrous robot charged at the Ninja again, only for him to swing his sword multiple times while it passed by, slicing and dicing it. It suddenly stopped and watched as all of its arms fell off its limbs, it crumbled to its knees, and was finally spit in half. Debbie ran in front of the destroyed monster robot and snapped a picture of it with the Ninja in the background. Most of the students were slightly disturbed by the sight. One of them even had to run off to puke somewhere.

"NOOOOOOOO…" McFist cried in defeat, until he noticed that a few students were glaring at him suspiciously. "...way, dudes?" The teenagers immediately smiled while the man walked away, slouching in disappointment. "That was awesome. Ha!"

"Smoke bomb! Smoke bomb! Smoke bomb!" The students cheered as they gathered around the Ninja.

Randy smiled under his mask at his first victory. "Smoke bomb!" He said as he disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Later on, Randy changed out of his suit and found Theresa, Debbie, and Howard running up to him.

"Hey, guys." He greeted.

They all gave him a skeptic frown. "Oh, you think we're just a bunch of chowder-heads, Randy?" Theresa asked sarcastically as she placed a hand on her hip.

Randy looked up, not really understanding the question. "I… don't know how to answer that."

"Come on, the jig is up," Debbie said. "We know what you've been up to."

"You do?"

"Yeah," said Howard, chuckling. "First, you're gone, Ninja's here. Then, he's gone, and you're here." The obese boy and the girls each gave Randy a sly smile. "We know your secret, man."

It then dawned on Randy what they were talking about. "Listen, Howard, girls, I wanted to tell–"

"Well it's too late now," Howard interrupted, holding his hand in front of the purple-haired boy's face. "I figured it all out… with my mind." Theresa and Debbie gave Howard an odd look.

Instead of becoming a nervous wreck, Randy made a look of relief as he placed his hands on Theresa's shoulders. "This is such a relief," he said, walking away a few feet. "It's been killing me that I couldn't tell you."

"I mean, sneaking off so you can have the bathroom all to yourself every time the Ninja shows up." Howard said while the girls stared at him, neither of them noticing the flashing red lights at first.

"Are you kidding me, Howard? I for one think it's because Randy's–" Theresa began to call out, until she suddenly gasped when she finally looked at where Randy once stood. Howard and Debbie jaws dropped as well.

The three of them found Randy, donned inside his Ninja Suit, before he struck a pose.

"...the Ninja?" Theresa finished, completely astonished.

"Our best friend's the Ninja!" Howard exclaimed as he and the girls smiled at him excitedly. "Oh, this is incredible!"

Theresa began inspecting Randy's suit, touching its magical smooth silk. "This is so bruce!" The baton-twirler said out loud. "You guys know what this means? We get to go on adventures, dangerous quests, and face incoming enemies!"

"Oh, I can't wait to tell everyone!" Debbie squealed.

"You can't tell anyone," Randy said, shaking his head and placing his hand on Theresa's shoulder. "This is between the four of us."

Howard and Debbie both slouched in disappointment. "Well, that stinks." They both said in unison.

"No, this stinks!" Randy held up another bomb and then slammed it to the ground, unleashing a puff of red smoke. "Smoke bomb!"

Howard, Theresa, and Debbie all coughed from the bad smell. "Oh, man! Those things smell like farts." Debbie croaked.

"You'll get used to it." Randy said through the smoke. "You'd all be surprised you start liking it."

UP NEXT:

"Sensei Shemensei" (an original breather-like episode)

After learning that her best friend is chosen to be the next Ninja, Debbie shows her friends her new editor's room, complete with a small hangout for all of them, and makes it their "HQ". She also shows them the "Wall of Shoob-piracies", all of her records of the unusual activity within Norrisville and their school. All the while, Theresa decides to help Randy test out his new powers and help him learn his strengths and weaknesses.