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Its been a long while ever since Randy, a freshman that was chosen to be the protector of Norrisville, as the ninja. He, was not-so-perfect at times, but its been three years and this year is his last year before completing his duty which is mostly 'wonk' as he would say it.

One faithful day, his teacher, the Nomicon, introduced himself in his human form, as his student knows that he's a 800 year old book and he thought that its about time that his student needs to get a little peak of one of the secrets which is, yeah, that.

But this time, another faithful and so-far boring day, things might get a little..

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Walking around the school corridor at recess…

"Howard?" Randy looked at his best friend since pre-school.

"Yeah, Cunningham? Wait. Don't tell me this is one of your complaints again. Its about time you moved on from being the ninja and expect going to college and flip cheese about life." Howard responded according to his thoughts.

"Yeah it is complaints, b-but gahhh, I just can't give up being the ninja after so many bruce things that happened to me. Now I'm just going to be a regular ol' teensters." Randy replied, scowling at the thought.

"Chy'a, just keep on being a shoob on thinking NEGATIVELY. Dude, there's MORE things in life then just being a bruce ninja!" His friend did his 'shout at the shoob lessons' which is quite formal to him already.

"Oh yeah? Name one thing that is more 'bruce than being the ninja'." The purple haired teen smirked.

Howard stopped to ponder. "UUuuuuhhhhhhhh…." Nothing. Seeing his best friend be the brucest thing in the world, has got to be the only brucest thing in the world that he can think of. Well, rather than some new levels of Grave-Puncher and beating his high scores but other than that, the ninj' is the skyrocket.

Surprised when the Nomicon glew and made the ancient ring-tone kind of sound, the Weinerman took this opportunity to take a break from it.

"Welp! You've got business to do!" He sighed. "I'm just gonna hit the gravy fries while you shloomp at it." His friend winked and dashed out, though, Randy didn't mind at all. He snickered as he knew it alright.

There is no other bruce thing than being the ninja.

Randy "Right nomicool, its been a whole week actually since you shloomped me into-" Randy was in mid-sentence before shloomping in the book.

"Sooooooo…. Whaddya got for me this time coz-" Again, stopping In mid-sentence followed by a gasp, the Ninja Nomicon appeared before him, well, quicker than he usually does.

"Ninja. Its about time we-"

"Dude!" Randy facepalmed. Ever since he knew about the Nomicon and often visits him at the time, he ALWAYS wants him to be formal with him.

The red head rolled his eyes in remembrance. "Right, *ahem* RC we-"

"That's more like it." The teen grinned.

"ARE WE GOING TO TALK ABOUT THIS VERY IMPORTANT THING OR WHAT?!" The Nomicon screamed in the annoyance of the interruptions.

"Fine! Alright, go with it." Randy said as he held up his hands in defense.

"Since you have almost completed your duty of being the ninja," Nomicon began as Randy nodded boastfully.

"I'm going to give you a day-off."

The teen almost flipped in surprise when he heard the thing he doesn't want to hear.

"WHA-WHAT?!" He screamed unconsciously at his preferred-to-be-respected teacher.

The Nomicon raised a brow. "You don't want to become like Mc Antfee do you?"

Randy blinked. Yeah, he hasn't thought about that.

"Of course I don't want to be mad over crazy with power!.. But they're just so bruce…" The student replied, dramatically teary eyed.

The red head sighed. "So that'swhy I've got a message from a former friend, and they seem to have a little bit of some trouble too."

Randy paused at this statement as well. He hasn't much known about the Nomicon. All he ever got from him is that he's an 800 year old in a 15 year old body and gives 'stupid' riddles all the time that he even needs the whole day for him to understand them.

All of that information in his mind brings up to one simple minded question. "Uhhh… A former friend?"

The Nomicon started to meditate. "Well, I won't say a former, former friend…. W-wait, I think they want me to open the portal now…." His teacher quickly stood up to hide some obvious embarrassment.

AAaand he was right. He definitely knows NADA (nothing) about the 800 year 'book'.

I mean, 'Open the portal'?! If there's one bruce teacher that Randy prefers giving up the cheese, its definitely Nomicon.

Randy, starting to put away the thoughts, gasped in amazement on how Nomicon would open the portal.

"Nomi, THAT. IS. THE. CHEEEEEEEEESE!" The purple-haired teen whooped.

Nomicon, on the other hand, tried to keep his concentration. Its been YEARS since he was praised over the 'simplest' things that he does. Plus the nicknaming?! The 'book' secretly flushed at the image.

As the portal yanked open, followed by a rolling, seemingly fighting individuals, well, in Nomicon's vision that is.

Randy's jaw dropped as the Nomicon secretly inserted a bracelet on his arm. Revealing the horrifying scene.

"WHAT. THE JUICE?!" Randy shouted before fainting.