𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃, cobra kai

──𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐗

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──EPISODE SIX

                 "WHY DID I LET YOU talk me into this?" Demetri groaned as they all stood in the Cobra Kai dojo, surrounded by peers, "This goes against everything I stand for. It's like extra gym class for no reason!"

"Let's just give it a chance. You saw the fight. Miguel kicked ass." Eli replied, the nerves clear on his face, and Élodie instinctively took his hand in hers.

"I think Eli's gonna kick ass," she stated matter-of-factly, to which Demetri scoffed, "Of course you do."

Élodie went to snap back, but was interrupted by Johnny starting the class. "Okay! Today we begin... Quiet! Face front!" he yelled as the class continued to chatter amongst themselves at first.

"Nice shirt," Johnny glanced at Demetri, who seemed briefly pleased with himself, "Thanks."

"I'm joking. It sucks," Johnny deadpanned and Élodie bit her lip, "Word of advice: If you got shit for teeth, don't smile. My God, makes me feel like a virgin just looking at you," his eyes scanned the entire room, insulting more kids, and Élodie's hand clasped tighter around Eli's as she felt his nerves radiate from him.

"When I look around this dojo, I don't see Cobra Kai material. I see losers. I see nerds. I see a fat kid with a funny hat with his tits popping out. But in my short time as a sensei, l've also seen some miracles," he glanced in Miguel's direction, "So maybe there's some hope for you yet. First I need to see where you're at. So everybody, fall in!"

The whole room looked perplexed, and Élodie rolled her eyes, "It means line up," she mumbled to the boys at her side who nodded, before Johnny shouted this out to the class anyway.

Everyone went to file into one line, and Élodie could see the frustration on his face as she dragged Demetri and Eli to properly form a line as he'd wished, "No, not... not line up in a line. Lines. Get in lines. Like these guys," he sighed.

The next few minutes felt like torture as Johnny started the class off, Élodie feeling silly as she'd only intended to spectate, not take part. But Sensei Lawrence had insisted she should join this first class just to show the new kids what was what.

Johnny wandered the room, eyeing up every student as he shouted for them to punch. He seemed frustrated with the lack of... talent... in the dojo, but he tried to remain hopeful.

Glancing from Élodie to Eli, he furrowed his eyebrows, "Hey, Lip."

Eli stopped to look up at him, clearly uncomfortable. Élodie turned towards him, sending him a reassuring smile as Johnny continued, "Yeah, you. The one with the freaky lip. Who do you think l'm talking to?"

"Excuse me, Mr. Lawrence," Demetri interjected, irritated by the Sensei's unnecessary harshness.

"Sensei Lawrence."

"Okay. You really shouldn't make fun of someone's physical appearance." he told him sternly, and Élodie drew in a sharp breath as Eli looked like a deer in headlights at the attention on him all of a sudden.

"Oh, is that so? So l'm not supposed to mention his lip at all?" he scoffed.

"Well, yeah."

"Yeah, maybe that's what they teach you in school, but in the real world you can't expect people to do what they're supposed to do. Right? You hear that, Lip?" Élodie sent Johnny a glare, and he noticed this and huffed, "Look, If you can't handle someone making fun of you, how are you gonna handle an elbow to the teeth?"