Ninja ShowShorts

Potty Mouthing

Started and finished March of last year. Finally being posted.
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Randy and Howard get detention and learn some new words from everyone's favorite Ninja Book.

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The book sometimes had a very foul mouth. He swore in the old fashion way, not the slang of this day. The things meant the same now, but they were rarely heard. And being as old as he was, the NinjaNomicon didn't want to change the way he spoke. He still would speak in riddles but not when it came down to simple things such as holding a conversation.

The two, Randy and Howard, had both gotten an hour's worth of detention for arriving to class late. They both were sitting at the desks about three places away from each other. The red haired Nomicon had taken a place facing the two teenagers almost as if he was their supervisor (which he was in a way at least to the purple haired teen). The one that was supposed to be watching them got called down to another classroom because of behavior problems from the usual crew.

Randy the Ninja was scribbling away at his homework while his best friend in the entire universe sat staring at the clock. The book made Randy do his homework while he had the time.

"Why don't you say stuff the way we do?" he asked clearly distracted by his thoughts once again.

The Nomicon crossed his arms. He wasn't angry with him asking, but this was detention, he shouldn't have been talking, at least this loud. "I have no use for your crap language. Get back to work okay?" he said calmly. "I'll help if you need it."

"Yeah Cunningham, get back to work. I don't want to hear the thing talking," Howard groaned throwing his head back.

"Fuckoff Weinerman," the book growled turning to the chubby teen, eyes flashing red. He never really liked him and it went the same way for the other.

Randy seemed rather stunned by his Ninja teacher wanting to help him and that it swore in a way he never heard before. He could easily tell it was a bad word. "Watch it Nomi, you know how much trouble you'll get us in?"

"You don't need to worry about getting in trouble. Just don't repeat what I've been saying." Nomi knew the two boys were still both immature, gross children, so who knew if they'd repeat what he said.

"That's not what he meant."

"Shut your hole," Nomi snapped. "As I was going to say--"

The purple haired teen interupted. "Come on, such a bruce book like you doesn't have to swear like this." The Ninja tried to reach the book's shoulder failing miserably, whacking his head on the desktop. Nomi couldn't help but snort at Randy's face when he got back upright in the desk.
"Seriously, you don't have to."

The book looked to the side away from him thinking that he was persistant. Nomi wouldn't fall for his sweet talk, even if he made a fool out of himself a few seconds ago.

Nomi pinched the bridge of his nose readying himself and try his best to explain that he didn't have to conform. "I have to repeat myself I don't know how many times: let me talk the way I want to and don't repeat any of my choice words, or so help me, you'll both have paddled asses."

Just as he finished explaining, Nomi heard footsteps. Quickly he returned to his original form before the teacher would notice an extra body.

The door slammed open startling the two friends. "Detention over. Get out."

Randy and Howard scrambled to get out, Randy stuffing everything including Nomi back into his bag. They shoved and climbed over each other trying to get out first. Ultimately Howard won.

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"That book is a bigger asshole than I thought," Howard commented as the pair walked out the front of Norrisville High.

"If you didn't make him mad, then we wouldn't have to listen."

"No Cunningham, you're the one that makes it mad all the time. I wouldn't have to hear it talking shit if you didn't do stupid shit. That's my job."

"I thought I told you not to repeat what I've been saying!" The voice of the Nomicon came angrily behind them.

"It wasn't me, I swear!" Randy protested.

"I know it wasn't you." The redhead narrowed his angled eyes over Randy's shoulder.

Terrified, Howard started to run as fast as his short legs would take him. He did not want to feel the wrath of the NinjaNomicon.

Nomi sped off going after the boy leaving Randy wondering if his biffer would get punished as Nomi had said someone would if they said what he told them not to.