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“Ninja Air Fist!”
A jump, a dash, a flip, and a slice.
A roar, a quip, slash, and a jump.
“Ninja Tengu Fireball!”
The monster is finished off with a clean blast.
“How’s that Mcfist? Still trying to destroy me after i saved your butt from Evil Julian and the sorcerer?”
The Ninja stands atop a flipped car, staring down at the cleanly suited man and his tall companion. “Viceroy! You promised me that robot wouldn’t fail!” “I promised you that the robot could mimic the ninja, not that it wouldn’t fail.” “I need something bigger something better than this!” The Ninja rolls his eyes and stares at them one last time.
“SMOKEBOMB!”
Randy Cunningham leaves the bathrooms with a grin. “What took you so long?” His friend Howard asked. “Oh you know, the new usual. Just Mcfist again. I swear i saved the guy from his demise and a week later he’s trying to kill me again.”
Howard rolled his eyes. “Well I got Gravy Fries with my name on em so if you keep holding me up i might just have to eat without you.” “Relax Howard. I’d never keep you waiting too long.”
As they walked into the cafeteria, Randy’s thoughts drifted to what had happened in the past week. Evil Julian had tried to take over and he had released the sorcerer to help fight him. The sorcerer had ended up betraying him, but he had managed to defeat him. And not just in chaining him up for eight hundred years. He actually got rid of him completely! Without killing him of course. Now all that seems to happen are Mcfist’s plans to kill him. This was still only his first year as the Ninja, and he was already well on his way to —
“Randy!” Randy jumps back as howard glowers at him. “C’mon man! Gravy fries! Get your head in the game!” Randy chuckled. “Alright, alright.”
If there was one word to describe Howard it was hungry. You wouldn’t think someone of his small stature could fit so much food in him, but here they were. His 5’0 stature made Randy feel so tall in comparison to him, despite only being 5’8. Randy had hit a growth spurt a couple of years ago, and having grown so tall in comparison to his best friend left him with a sense of pride. What didn’t leave him with a sense of pride however was wondering what Mcfist was doing. He had mentioned needing something bigger and better. As he sat down, his mind began to scramble to every possible idea he could think Mcfist would come up with. Maybe an army of robots again? Maybe he had something cooking up with the sorceress? Maybe they would try and figure out his identity again. Maybe they’d make a kaiju sized robot. If Mcfist is planning something, he needs to know as soon as possible. Just thinking about him actually having something to destroy him left him sweating. This was operation BBD all over again. There’s no way he actually has a real threat… right?
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“Ah… Mcfist… to what do i owe the pleasure of an esteemed businessman such as yourself?” “You see IVO, i need something bigger and better, something strong and fast. Something that could crush a little issue i’ve been having. And i need it now, so i thought you Amazo robot would be perfect for the job…”