Johnny stumbled down the street, sipping at a can of Coors Banquet with half a six pack in his hand and more flyers.
Anastasia pulled the hood of the skeleton costume down. Then, she stared up at him with panicked wide eyes as he stood frozen. "JOHNNY!"
Then, he was standing in the doorway of the Diaz's apartment, Miguel in is arms and Anastasia gripping his bicep tightly in worry as the teenager's mother opened the door. "Oh, Miguelito!" Miguel's mother, Carmen, cried at the sight of her broken and battered son.
"I don't either of you ever coming near my son again, do you understand me?" Carmen spat at Johnny and Anastasia.
"I'm sorry," Johnny apologized. "I should never have gotten involved."
"No! Cobra Kai never dies!" Miquel shouts from the couch as Carmen shuts the door behind Johnny and Anastasia.
Johnny paused on the street as he saw a man spray painting a couple of posters in an alley. Then, he turned to see a huge billboard for LaRusso Auto Group with Daniel's smiling face on it, and groans. "What are you smiling at?" he mutters at the billboard as if Daniel was actually going to answer back.
He stumbles into the alley, calling, "Hey, man."
The black man turns around curiously, and Johnny holds out what was left of his six pack of Coors Banquet. "Wanna trade cans?"
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The next morning, Anastasia blinked tiredly at the red light she was sitting at. She hadn't been able to sleep well since Miguel had been beaten up at the Halloween dance. It only seemed to trudge up memories of her own bruised and bleeding face in the hospital after she'd been concussed and had her hip shattered. It was amazing what a foot to the face could do for your looks.
She sipped at her iced coffee as her phone rang, and she reached over to hit the answer button on the display in her car, "Yellow?"
"Stasia!" Daniel's panicked voice came over her speakers. "Did you see my billboard?"
The brunette frowned in confusion, "No, why? What happened to it?"
She could hear laughter in the background. "It's not funny, Louie!" Daniel exclaimed loudly.
She winced, "Thanks for that, Danny. Now, my ears are bleeding."
"Sorry."
"Seriously, what happened to your billboard?" Then, Anastasia looked to her left and got her answer. She cackled at the sight of the large red penis that had been spray painted on it. "Oh my God, man, I'm so sorry," she wheezed in between laughs.
"Yeah, you've been a big help, Stasia," Daniel muttered, hanging up. Anastasia only started to laugh harder at the man's expense.
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Anastasia stuck the spare key to Johnny's apartment in the lock, holding a Tupperware container of scrambled eggs under her arm as she opened the door. She frowned sadly at the sight of Johnny passed out face down on the floor surrounded by empty beer cans.
She shut the door before setting the container of eggs on the coffee table, and pushed a can of red... spray paint out of the way as she went to kneel down beside him. Anastasia gently brushed his blonde hair out of his face, calling softly, "Johnny?"
He grumbled softly in his sleep.
She chuckled softly, brushing his hair out of his face again, "Honey... wake up."
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Muscle Memory
FanfictionCrossposted on AO3 under Shelb253947 When Anastasia moves to the San Fernando Valley half way through college, she wouldn't have believed in the idea that she'd bump into a down on his luck, former karate champion, Johnny Lawrence. She definitely wo...
