A Tale Of Three Dojos (Cobra Kai fanfiction)

Chapter 6

Stingray was in his sister's house. He ate breakfast, then he made coffee.

Stingray took a sip of his coffee and winced. "That's hot."

Stingray waited for his coffee to cool down, then he went outside and grabbed the morning newspaper. His sister's neighbour, Greg, was cleaning his car.

Stingray spoke. "Good morning, Greg."

When Greg was done cleaning his car, he turned off his hose and walked up to Stingray.

Greg looked annoyed. "No, it isn't! You know why? Because some freeloader was blaring shitty Metallica all night."

"That was actually Exodus's Bonded by Blood, but it's not your fault you don't know the genre." Stingray said.

"You do know your sister doesn't want you crashing here, right? She only took pity on you because you are an unemployed man-baby on probation." Greg said.

Stingray took a sip of his coffee.

"I'm actually off probation now. I'm showered and groomed. I have somewhere important to be today." Stingray said.

Greg spoke. "Oh, well, that's good. Congratulations. Good for you. That means you can take your perfect circle of a body and roll your sloppy ass out of our neighbourhood."

"Step it back a smidge. You drive a Miata. Think you're the King of Egypt? I don't know much about cars, but I do know that's not top of the line." Stingray said.

"This is coming from a man who has a squirrel obstacle course in his backyard. Do you have any friends, Raymond?" Greg asked.

"I believe it was Emerson who said that a friend is the hope of the heart." Stingray said.

"Yeah, well, it was Hughes who said get your God damn frisbees off my roof, or I'm calling the police." Greg snapped.

"Hughes because it's your last name? Clever. Listen, those are aerobies, Greg. They're not frisbees. Different disc. I...I don't have time to talk about that, 'cause my dojo needs me. So...Got to go. Sorry." Stingray started walking towards his sister's house.

"That's right. I forgot, Raymond. You like to hang with a bunch of kids and play kung fu all day. It is pathetic." Greg said.

Stingray stopped walking.

Stingray turned to face Greg.

"It's not kung fu. It's Cobra Kai. And it's not Raymond anymore. My name is S..." Stingray trailed off.

"Stingray. Yeah, I know. And as much as you try to clean your life up, you still stink, Ray." Greg said.

Greg chuckled. "Stink-Ray!"

"That is so much more appropriate! Stink-Ray!" Greg yelled.

"Tread carefully, Greg. You mess with a cobra, you get the fangs." Stingray warned.

Stingray walked into his sister's house.

In the back of the Cobra Kai dojo, Terry was hitting a punching bag.

Kreese appeared. "Time for class."

Terry's back was to Kreese.

Terry stopped hitting the punching bag.

Terry panted as he turned to Kreese.

"Listen, John, I just want you to know I haven't forgotten what you did for me. I wouldn't be here if not for you. And I'll do anything to prove my loyalty. Anything." Terry said.

"Let's go to work, Sensei." Kreese told Terry.

Terry smiled.

Kreese walked away. Terry followed him.