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Me and the gang were trying to drum up some business with some signs and mini demos. "Alright, guys, who's ready to sign up?" Jack asked after him and I finished our demo routine.

"Who's just here for the free jockstrap?" Milton asked before being trampled by the small crowd. Once they got a jockstrap they left, still leaving us without any business.

"They took every jockstrap in the box!" Kim exclaimed.

"Which is shocking because I really didn't think jockstraps would be all that interesting," I admitted.

"Apparently they're a big hit. I'm pretty sure they took the one I was wearing," Milton shuddered.

"Every month Rudy forces us to do these lame promotions down the street from the Black Dragons to drum up business. But it never works," Jack pointed out.

"He's probably preparing his latest desperate attempt to spread the word about the Bobby Wasabi dojo," Kim predicted. A giant monster truck with the Bobby Wasabi name on it, drove up next to us.

"Or he took a completely different route," I offered, gesturing to the large truck.

"Behold! Wasab-a-saurous!" Rudy spoke into a megaphone. "If you think this thing's awesome, then come check out the monster deals at the Bobby Wasabi dojo! Dojo, dojo, dojo," he echoed.

"That is awesome! Rudy, where'd you get this thing?!" Milton asked over the revving of the truck.

"I rented it at Bed, Bath, and Monster Trucks," Rudy answered. "And by parking it out here, in front of the Black Dragon dojo, people will be talking about us instead of them! Ooh! Ooh! You guys want me to rev this baby up? Get some attention?"

"No!" we all declined.

"On it!" Rudy ignored us, driving the truck up to the Black Dragons dojo. We watched Rudy destroy a car that was half Jaguar and half Lamborghini. A Jagorghini. He, then, proceeded to crash the truck into the dojo, itself. That's gonna be an expensive bill.

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I walked out of the locker room with Jack, Kim, and Jerry to see Bobby talking to Rudy. "Absolutely not!" Rudy denied.

"Fine. Then you can pay the 50 thousand dollars in damages," Bobby said.

"I love company," Rudy changed his mind.

"Good," Bobby nodded before beckoning people into our dojo. Those people were the Black Dragons, much to everyone's displeasure.

"Ty," Rudy glared.

"Kai?" Jack spoke in surprise.

"Hi," Frank smiled at me.

"Why?!" I whimpered.

"Dragons! Dragofy!" Ty snapped his fingers. We watched in horror as the dragons turned half the place to match their black and red color scheme.

"Wha- Milton! What're you doing?" Kim asked, noticing the redhead's presence on the Black Dragon's half. They managed to change him into a red Black Dragon gee. I may not like the Dragons but their decorating skills are impeccable.

"What're you talking about? I'm trying to-" Milton cut himself off. "Holy Christmas nuts! I've been Dragofied!"

"I hate 'em, but you gotta admit, it's impressive," I sighed.

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