"What? Are they together?" Tory asked Aisha as she watched Miguel and Karter walk into the dojo, holding hands.

"According to their instagram." Aisha said. "Yes, their, as in they share an instagram."

"That was quick." Tory said with a shrug. "They've known each other, what? A week?"

Aisha shrugged. "Probably a summer fling."

Karter kicked her shoes off. "People are really believing that we're together."

"I know, it's crazy." he agreed, kicking his shoes off. "I feel bad lying to our friends though."

"Yeah, me too." Karter shrugged, pulling her curls up. "But, just for now. It was be completely embarrassing if it got to Sam that we were just faking. I'm talking, like, shitting in the public pool embarrassing."

Miguel hummed with a tilt of his head. "Seems pretty embarrassing."

It wasn't long until Johnny had Miguel and Hawk in the middle of the mat, sparring with each other. They both were doing good, blocking each other nicely but still striking first. Miguel ducked, hitting Hawk in the stomach. Karter grinned as Johnny nodded. "Nice work, Diaz. Bow. Go again."

Just as the two did so, the bell on the door rung as someone walked in. Karter looked toward Daniel LaRusso, who Karter knew after walking into Hawks room and seeing his photo tapped to the home punching bag, watching him step on the mat. Johnny looked in disbelief. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Like you don't know." Daniel said in disbelief, all of Cobra Kai got to their feet.

"Take your shoes off the mat. You're disrespecting my dojo." The blonde sensei snapped his way in annoyance.

"You're seriously gonna talk to me about disrespecting dojos after what you just did to mine?" Daniel walked onto the mat more, his voice rung in anger. Miguel walked off the mat to stand with Karter, Hawk not far behind.

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about. I didn't do anything to your dojo." Johnny said back in disbelief.

"Just like you didn't slug one of my employees, huh?" Daniel asked in disbelief. Karter held back a laugh as Miguel elbowed her. "You know, part of me actually felt bad for you at one point, but you make it so easy to remember who the bad guy is in all of this. You call yourself a sensei? You don't even know what a sensei is. A sensei mentors. A sensei elevates. He doesn't teach destruction and disrespect!"

Johnny stepped closer so they were face to face. "I already said I don't know what you're talking about, LaRusso. And you don't know what you're talking about either."

"Yeah, well, I know you don't-" Daniel began, but his voice cracked. Karter saw her cousins face, knowing him too well not to. He met her eye, getting a look of disbelief. "You don't earn the Medal of Honor by stealing it."

He then looked around at the teenagers around the mat. "Let me tell you something about your sensei. He might teach you how to fight, but he doesn't know a thing about what it takes to truly win at life. If you want to help yourselves before it's too late, the doors of Miyagi-Do are wide open."

"You think you can come in here and poach my students?" Johnny looked in disbelief at him.

"What are you gonna do about it?" Daniel rose his hands in disbelief. "You know i'm not gonna strike first."

"Oh, shit." Karter whispered, leaning into Miguel. "Who are we betting on?"

He shhed her quickly. Johnny glared, his fist balled at his sides. "I'm gonna be a bigger man."

Daniel exhaled. "Yeah. We'll see about that."

As he stormed off, they looked toward Chris, he pulled his backpack on. Johnny saw him too. "Where do you think you're going?"

He ignored him, Mitch spoke up. "What the hell, Chris?"

"I never liked it here." Chris admitted with a sad look, walking away. About ten students followed him, Johnny looking around at the subtracting dojo.

"Oh my god!" Karter yelled in anger, in pain at the brutal workout they had been doing.

"This all could be over in an instant. The decisions yours! Who trashed the Miyagi-Dojo?" Johnny shouted at them.

Karter purposely fell to the side, taking Hawk down on the mat with her to her a good elbow to the rib. "Y'all know i'm no fan of LaRussos but that sort of bullshit we don't teach in here. At least not anymore. So, i'm gonna ask you again. Who trashed Miyagi-Do?"

"It was not me, Sensei. I would never disrespect another man's dojo-" Raymond struggled to say, barely making it through the brutal workout.

"Shut your cakehole, Chubs." Johnny cut him off. "I'm not looking for excuses! I'm looking for answers!"

"Sensei, we really don't know who did it." Miguel begged as he got to his feet, clutching his pained chest. Karter was up again with a pained hand to her heart, hunching over with an animal yell. "Karter is literally turning into every zoo creature."

"Somebody knows something." Kreese spoke up, his arms crossed as he looked at the lines of Cobra Kais. "Question is, who's gonna break?"

The phone rung from the office, making Johnny walk off. "Keep going! We can do this all day!"

"Oh my god." Karter laid on the mat, her hair tie broke and hit her in the eye. "Ow."

"Oh, here." Miguel panted, holding out his arm to show off the hair tie on his wrist.

"Ah." Karter inhaled, breathing unevenly, taking it off his wrist. "Thanks, bro."

"Oh my god." he grunted, holding his stomach. "Don't call me bro."

"Sensei, we need a water break." Assface begged Sensei Kreese as his curls hung in his face.

Kreese looked at the students with narrowed eyes. "Two minute break."

Karter sighed in relief, stumbling to the side and she slide down the wall. "God, is this what they make actors do before they have to cry so hard they slide down a wall?"

"I don't know." Miguel fell in next to her, drinking his water. "We've never had to do anything like that."

"What's up with you and Tory?" Karter panted, chugging her water bottle. "Why's she been looking at me like i'm one of those moms that let their kid blare their iPads in restaurants?"

Miguel pulled a weird look, his chest heaving. "Tory? Nothing, we're friends."

Karter hummed, too busy drinking what she could. "Where do you want to hit up first for a instagram couple selfie?"

Miguel inhaled. "The Botanic Garden?"

"Does Sam like The Botanic Garden?" Karter gave a questionable look, getting a head shake. "You wanna get under her skin? You gotta bring me somewhere she likes."

Miguel nodded. "I know a place."

"Keep going." Kreese spoke not too long after, walking around the back training room as the teens continued the brutal workouts. "I have all day."

"You think it's okay if I puke in here?" Raymond asked with a painful tone.

"No!" Aisha shot back with a crazy look.

"Navy SEALs puke all the time." he argued.

"Do not puke." she gave a stern tone.

"He's not gonna let up." Miguel panted in pain. "We gotta figure out who did it."

"Yeah." Karter winced as she came up from a crunch on the ground, making sure to look up at her cousin. "I wonder."

"I bet it was shit-breath." Tory glared toward Mitch.

"Thought it was Assface?" Karter moaned as she flattened on the floor.

"Hey, screw you." Mitch got to his feet as he looked toward Tory.

"What'd you say?" she asked, stepping closer.

"Wanna do this right now?" Mitch walked closer, Karter twisting around on the floor and kicking her foot in his face.

"Woah, woah, woah!" Miguel pulled her toward her feet as Karter continued to try and lung at him.

"Yeah! I'll go all spinnin' on my turtle shell, on your ass!" she jammed a finger his way as Miguel was struggling to keep a fighting Karter back. "Did you help? Huh?"

"Stop!" Kreese cut in, making Karter stop trying to fight to get out of Miguel's arms. "Would you really like to know who did it? It was Hawk."

Karter rose her eyebrows, despite knowing it already. The rest of the team looked over in his direction before Kreese went on. "And it was Diaz. And Robinson. It was Coast, Nichols, Chubs, Red. When one of you makes a move, you all make a move. You live and you die with the consequences and the spoils. Because you are all Cobra Kai. Main dojo, five minutes. You're about to begin your real training."

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