𝚇𝚇𝚅. 𝙸'𝚖 𝚂𝚘 𝚂𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝙵𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐

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The students are all at Miyagi-Do, continuing their training behind Daniel's back as he's still off in Okinawa.

Chris hits the ground with a grunt after Demetri lands a hit on him. Demetri outstretches his hand and pulls him up, and Chris pats him on the shoulder. "Good hit, man."

"God job, Dem." Violet encourages. "Way to take it, Chris."

"Do it again." Sam demands, arm crossed.

"Let's give them a break." Violet suggests. "They're exhausted. They've been at it all day."

"Cobra Kais never stop training. We have to be ready to fight." Sam insists.

Just as Demetri and Chris get into position to go again, Amanda shows up. "What do you think you're doing?"

Everyone turns around, surprised to see her and Anthony.

"Would you believe...study group?" Demetri tries.

"Go home. All of you." Amanda says. "Now!"

Violet starts to follow the other students out, but Amanda stops her. "I'll be letting your mom know of this."

She silently nods, sending Sam a quick look of sympathy before leaving. As soon as she gets home, her phone rings, and she answers Sam's FaceTime.

"I guess you didn't get in too much trouble since you still have your phone." Violet chuckles.

"No, but I'm still pissed off." Sam rolls her eyes. "I tried to stop her from calling your mom but I couldn't, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Violet sighs as she falls into the couch.

"It's really not though. Neither of our moms will even try to understand what we're going through with this. They think karate is the problem."

Violet frowns. "Yeah. I was gonna say we could train them somewhere else, but where would we even go?"

"I was thinking the same thing." Sam nods, looking defeated.

"Wait. Maybe one of them has a big backyard we could use?" Violet suggests. "It wouldn't be the same as the dojo, but it could work."

"Ooh, that's a good idea." Sam smiles.

The girls' phones chime, both of them getting a text from Chris.

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