It was time to go to school, as usual, everyone had already been dropped off by their parents. The trio went to school together this time so Randy wouldn't need to tire himself out riding his bike.

"Come on, move it!" A student yelled, pushing past (Name).

"Ow! Watch it!" She yelled after him as Randy's face crunch in anger at the student.

After days of going to school together, they're rather closer than Howard would think. I mean, he has a crush on her and she has a crush on him but they haven't confessed yet either.

Howard thought it might be some weird love thing but Heidi told him that they might be up to the confession stage in a few days or less.

Randy and (Name) are literally oblivious to that stage and they've been staying on the crushing on each other stage for who knows how long.

"Can you believe that guy?" (Name) scoffed, clearly she was pissed off.

"Literally, doesn't he have eyes?" Randy agreed with her, with the same amount of "pissed off" tone.

Howard blinked in surprise at this but then Randy turn to him and say, "Howard, i have this nagging suspicion we may still be faceless freshmen here at Norrisville high."

"Watch out, kid." A bigger student grunts, pushing pass Howard and running into the school.

"What are you talking about?" Howard grinned. "They love me at this school."

He walks in with Randy and (Name) following behind him. "Hence my awesome nickname, the Watch out kid."

"Watch out, kid." Another student growled, pushing Howard aside while he smiles.

"You're not the Watch out kid. They're saying, "Watch out, kid!"." Randy clarified, looking at him with a "are you serious?" face.

"Oh! Then, yeah, we're 100 percent faceless." Howard deadpanned.

Randy sighed, rolling his eyes at him before he turn to (Name). "Hey, (Name). What's this thing you told us about last night?"

"Seriously?" (Name) raise a brow before she chuckled. "It's some kind of talent show Howard's sister is holding. I'm going to be a judge." She proudly told them while they walk.

"Unfortunately, with two other guys." She grumbled which Randy can hear loud and clear.

"Guys?!" Randy snapped but then he fixed himself. "I, i mean... Who are they?"

Howard and (Name) look at Randy with odd looks before she answers. "The school jocks. Bash and his friend. I don't know his name though."

"Why do you need to know? I mean, you probably don't know the guy. You don't need to know the guy. Right? Right, Howard?" Randy quickly says, wrapping his arms around himself while smiling nervously.

"Uh... Yeah." Howard answered.

"Anyway, we need to do something that separates us from the rest of these clowns." And on cue, a clown student on a Unicycle went pass them.

"And Baton twirlers." A student, twirling a baton over her head skid pass them happily.

"And accordion players... Are these the shoobs participating in the talent show?" Randy wondered, an eyebrow arched.

"Looks like it." (Name) shrugged.

They look up at the screen and Heidi was air. "Heidi @ School - Talent Show Edition".

Hey peeps, it's your best BFF, Heidi. Status update. Due to the fact that my two other judges decided to try out for talent show instead of judging it, like they promised...

Everyone groaned.

"Yes! We broke a promise! Yes!" Bash yell with pride before he and his best friend fist bumped.

...Auditions are postponed indefinitely.

Everyone sighed sadly and Stevens plays his tambourine sadly. The students began to walk away sadly, all but Randy, Howard and (Name).

"That's it! Howard, we can join (Name) judge the talent show." Randy gasped.

Howard bluntly say, "Judging's stupid. I give that idea a one out of ten."

"Come on! Everyone knows the judges are the real stars. If we get out judge on proper, everybody will know our names!" Randy tried to reason with him before mumbling to himself. "And i can sit next to (Name) and admire her while the stage lights make her face look even more beautiful."

Bash and his friend pushed, and by pushed i mean slapped, Randy and Howard aside as (Name) dodged them by moving to the side. She walk towards Randy and help him out of the open locker before they turn to Howard.

"I'm in!" Howard agreed.

At the talent show - (Location: Auditorium)

The three new judges sat down in front of the stage where their table have been prepared with three microphones and three glasses of water(as (Name) requested).

The students who aren't participating in the talent show have been given seats to watch the show and the ones that are participating are on the backstage. Heidi stood on the side with a hat and a camera attach to it that's pointing at her face. She holds her tablet in her hand.

'Sup! It's your girl, Heidi. Me-casting live, from the auditorium

She turns around to the three judges who volunteered, turning her camera towards them.

Where my super sweet little brother and his two best friends, (Name) and Andy...

"Randy. Name's Randy. Known you my whole life." He corrected her.

Heidi turns the camera back to herself.

...have agreed to judge the talent show auditions. Yey!

She then lean close towards Howard, covering the camera along with the microphone that's attached to it.

"Wonk this up, and I will webcast that video of you two taking a bath together." She threatens in a low whisper.

"We were three!" Howard protested.

"Not. That. Video." Heidi says to him before she leaves.

"Ooh..." Was all he could say as she leaves.

"Ah, yes! Judges! This is so Bruce!" Randy exclaims with excitement.

He and Howard then do a chest bump, elbow bump, and the rest of their handshakes. (Name) watches them and finds it adorable how they get along so well. Of course, some of the other times she had to deal with them fighting over stupid little things.

"I'm thinking we run the old nice judge, that's me and (Name) of course, and mean judge." He told Howard as they both take their seats.

Howard smirked. "I'm listening."

"No, no, no, that's it." He said. "We're the nice judge, you're the mean judge."

"Uh, i think I'll just be Judge. Thank you very much." (Name) said to him, turning her head towards the tyrant purple male.

"What? Why?" Randy whined.

"I'm not saying this because i don't like the idea. I'm just saying because i have something in mind right now." (Name) told him, the last part in a whisper.

Then the two best friends started to bicker in the background while she thinks.

Usually when she does that, it has something to do with her superhero alter. It's either about villains or her technology. One time, she talked about this to her mother and it was because of a villain she was dealing with in her old school. Turns out, the principal wasn't the principal after all. It was her arch-enemy and well, the rest of the teachers, but one, are their henchmen.

The battle nearly took down the whole school but thankfully, she sends the fight elsewhere. Away from the citizens, her friends and family. That's kind of part of how she got here.

Anyway, last night she dreamt of something unspeakable and as much as she wanted to tell Randy, she couldn't. The green smoke she witnessed the night they saved Bucky kind of showed resemblance to her previous enemy, Smoke boy. He was handsome when they first met but when he shows his real self, boy he looked like he was in his 40s.

He's not like the sorcerer. He uses the gas to create illusions of everyone's fear and/or phobia. It made her face her worst fears and out of desperation, she took him down and send him off right away. Not wanting to even face or heard of him ever again. So, kind of like Scarecrow.

"(Name). (Name). (Name)!"

She snapped out of her thoughts and turn to whoever the voice belongs to.

"Are you ok? You looked so deep in your head just now." Randy ask with worry in his eyes. Before she knew it, the show was about to start.

"Oh! Yeah, sorry about that." She apologized, smiling nervously.

Howard turn to her, arching a brow. "Something got in your head, (Last name)?"

She dismissed their worrying, "Nah. Just thinking about, you know, the old life. Nothing unusual."

The two other in the friend group look at each other with confusion before they decided to drop the topic and turn to the show. Bash and his bros are first to come to the stage. I guess they were singing a hip hop/pop song they made themselves.

Who my bro's, yo?!
We're your bro's, yo!

Who my bro's, yo?!

Who my bro's, yo?!
We're your bro's, yo!

We're your bro's, yo!
We're your bro's, yo!

Bash slam his microphone on the stage before crushing it with his feet, sending feedback rings through the speakers. Causing the audience to cover their ears and wince along with the Judges.

Howard, Randy, and (Name) uncover their ears and thought of his performance.

"Babbling, incoherent... I loved it!" Randy commented. "(Name)?"

"You only use two words in your song. I was starting to like it until you try to destroy our eardrums. I give it a 40 out of 100." (Name) commented, her hands on the table.

"Okay, okay." Randy nodded with acception before he turn to Howard, "What did you think, Howard?"

"Loved it. Yo, bro's, you're in the talent show!" Howard commented without even remembering his role as the judge he and Randy agreed on.

Randy and (Name) look at Howard in confusion. Randy cover his microphone and turn towards his best friend on his seat. Bash and his bros left the stage soon after, celebrating their win.

"Uh, Howard, a word?"

They both lean close, behind (Name)'s seat as she waits the next contestant from the backstage.

"What are you doing? I'm the nice judge, you're the mean judge." He reminded, saying in a low whisper so no one but (Name) can hear their discussion.

"I was just being honest, I liked them." Howard told him. Randy place his hands on his shoulders.

"If people are going to remember us, we have to stick to our characters. I pretend to like them, no matter what, and...?"

Howard answers, "I mean it up?"

"Way up." He encouraged.

"You got it, jerkface."

They both return to their seats as Juggo came on stage on a Unicycle, carrying a handful of pins in his hand.

"//Hello, I'm Juggo, the juggling clown." He introduce himself. "//Thought I'd do some juggling, and maybe some clowning." He chuckled.

"Oh, fantastic, Juggo." Randy said before (Name) lets him start, "Let's see what you got, Juggo."

Randy whispers to Howard. "Remember... Mean."

Howard then grunts, putting on his mean face.

An up-tempo music plays and Juggo performs his act. Cycling around the stage while he juggles the pins perfectly. The performance made Randy and (Name) smile, they agreed that his training have payed off.

Howard has to be the party pooper of this talent show and he was good at it too.

"Stop! Stop!" Howard groaned.

Juggo stops his juggling while still balancing himself on the Unicycle. The halt causes the pins to fall on the stage. "You call that juggling?" Howard asks. "All you did was throw a bunch of junk in the air and then catch it."

Juggo became nervous, "But that's... juggling!"

"And i can't get enough of it! Can you, (Name)?"

"Your performance was amazing, Juggo. Love how you keep yourself encouraged even if it's a minor talent." (Name) replied, a smile on her face.

"What's with his bike? One wheel?"

(Name) stared at him dumbfoundedly. It's the kind of look that says, "Really, Howard?".

Howard scoffed, "Come back when you got two wheels!"

Juggo saddens at his comment before Howard adds, "And regular guy shoes."

The audience laughed at that. Howard took this too well. He then adds another, "Oh, and I almost forgot." He then blows raspberry near the microphone before pointing towards the stage exit. "Off my stage."

Juggo had his head low when he leaves. The audience started laughing again. Howard was proud of himself and turn to Randy, who was approved of his mean judging. "Well done, mean judge." He praised.

"And to you, nice judge. (Name), you're literally a pro at this." He praises back.

"Eh, what can I say? Me and my cousin do this daily." (Name) smirked.

"WHO'S NEXT?" Howard shouted.

From outside of the auditorium, where the rest of the contestants and Heidi are standing. Heidi moves the attention towards her.

Auditions are heating up. Who's got the juice to make it in Norrisville?

Juggo burst through the door, surprising everyone. He was juggling napkins while getting away on his Unicycle, bawling his eyes out from his loss.

Not that guy

Back in the auditorium. Howard manages to get himself a piece of paper with the contestants' names on it and a pen. Of course, he got that from (Name) who gladly lend to him to help him get meaner.

"Okay! Up next looks like we have Theresa Fowler, and her amazing, twirling sticks."

"It's batons, Howard. Freaking batons." (Name) deadpanned.

Theresa stands on stage with so much excitement, not knowing what was about to go down. "I'm gonna end this chick."

"And I'm gonna boost her spirits with a totally fake compliment." Randy says the opposite.

"Nice Judge!" "Mean Judge!"

"Okay, you two. She's about to start." (Name) dismissed them, leaning back against her seat with her hands on the table.

He turn his head to (Name) and was about to say something until they hear her MP3 player going off with a gentle buzz. They both lean to one another and she pull it out of her pocket.

"'Danger alert'? Now?" (Name) gaped and on cue, they hear a loud growl from outside of the auditorium.

"Juggo?" Randy gaped. "Howard, (Name), you're gonna have to do duo on this one. It's…"

"Yeah, yeah, Ninja o'clock." Howard sighed, rolling his eyes. "No worries, we got this. My insult blaster is locked and loaded."

(Name) whispers to Randy, "Be careful."

He smiled in response, "Always."

And then he sprints out of the auditorium. Luckily the coast was clear so he can transform. Once he leaves the school building and landed in front of the parking lot. (Name) was sure enough that Juggo isn't going to be the only one to be Stanked today.

Theresa did her best to lower her nervousness and perform her talent in batons. "You got this, no rush." (Name) encouraged softly.

Theresa smile at her gratefully but somehow still nervous. She was half way doing her performance before Howard stops her from continuing.

"Whoa, whoa, stop!" He laughs and came up stage. "Twirling sticks? More like hurling sticks. I almost blew chunks watching that." He insults her, handing her the third baton.

Theresa sobs, wiping her eyes from the tears that are pouring out as the audience laugh to humiliate her even more. "Off my stage!" He demands, and she didn't waste time and left.

Howard laughs loudly along with the audience. Once he was finished, he return to his seat only to be greeted by (Name) grabbing him by his collar.

"Howard, what the heck was that?! She was nervous and you humiliated her in front of everyone!" She whisper-shouted angrily.

"Relax, (Last name). It's all part of being the mean judge." Howard told her, surprised at her sudden action also.

"Mean, not horrible. You dip-cheese." (Name) groaned, letting him go but still glaring at him.

While they continue to judge the talent show auditions. The Ninja was still fighting off the Stanked Juggo. The Ninja successfully D'stanked him but the relief was short before a Stanked Theresa burst out of the school building with her batons in her hands. Out of worry, The Ninja press the little device that's around his wrist. The device beeps for a moment before it beeps back at him. The Ninja let out a sigh of relief before he fights off Stanked Theresa.

Inside the auditorium. It was Accordion Dave's turn. He sat down on the stool and start playing his accordion. (Name) felt deja Vu hit her. She once did fought off a villain when she took that vacation to Paris with her family. Of course they'd bring their hero stuff with them on their private jet, thanks to her mother's huge payment, plus her father's yearly bonus along with her older sister's birthday gift cards from her friends from school.

They manage to buy a ticket to Paris and a rented a private jet. They're not keeping it of course, where are they going to put that jet anyway?

Suddenly she was pulled out of the thoughts when Accordion Dave stopped playing. She look up in confusion and watches Howard walk up to him. "Not again, Howard." She groaned under her breath.

"Really? An accordion, Dave." Howard has his hand on his shoulder before he yells at his face, literally. "An accordion! What should I do, guys?" He leaves Dave's side and turn to the audience.

"Off my stage!" Everyone chants. (Name) was surprised at how easily they were influenced by Howard. Two contestants and suddenly everyone's the mean judge.

"Off... My... Stage!" He shouts at Accordion Dave. Who leaves the stage with his head hung low and his shoulders slumped.

Everyone laughs and began to chant happily, "Off my stage!"

"Mean judge!" Howard celebrated, throwing his arms in the air.

(Name) gasped when she hears the ruckus outside. She looks through the window from the door and sees The Ninja fighting against Stanked Theresa and not Stanked Juggo anymore. Everyone continues to chant.

Another reject? Heidi gasped. "What is up with those judges?"

"I never should've trusted Howard and Sandy. They have a bad influence on (Name) too." Heidi stomp her feet before she finally goes in herself.

Accordion Dave walks away still sad without even noticing the green wisp coming towards him.

Stanked Theresa hisses at The Ninja before she growls in front of his face, letting out her stinky breath. "Oh, stank breath." He groaned.

It didn't take long before he snaps her batons in half and D'stanked her. He looks down at his wrist and notice it beeping three more times, indicating that (Name) needs him to hurry. He beeped back to tell her he's on his way before he looks up at Theresa.

Not long after, Stanked Accordion Dave burst out of the school building, growling angrily.

"This is getting ridiculous." The Ninja grunts, pinching the bridge of his nose. With quick thinking, he uses Theresa's half baton to create a cut on Stanked Accordion Dave's accordion arm.

"What is with all the stank?!" He yells in confusion and frustration before he follows the green mist himself.

Another beep came. "Come on, (Name), just be patient. I'm on my way." He muttered while running after the green mist through the hallways.

"Yah! Ha! Ha! Where do you think you're going?" He finally follows the green mist and watches it disappear into the air vent. "Ooh, a vent. I wasn't expecting that."

The Ninja de-transformed and return to the auditorium but this time he snuck behind the audience and pull out the Ninja-Nomicon from his backpack. He sees (Name) sitting rather uncomfortably on her seat while Howard was lean back.

"What did you do, Howard?" Randy sighed to himself before he kneel down with the Ninja-Nomicon in hand. "Come on, Nomicon, help a ninja out." He