Kickin it With Love| Jack Brewer|

~The Commercial~

I do not own any of the characters except for Arabella.

~Arabella's POV~

Jack and I were in the middle of sparring playfully, with the others watching, when Rudy entered the dojo. "Sorry I'm late, everyone, but I've g big news." He announced, "I've been studying acting. At the even you can act academy.Turns out even I can act." He said proudly. "My teacher is Dan lament, Former star of "beach patrol."

"I loved "beach patrol." Eddie said, "They had loretta the talking dolphin."

"That dolphin's all attitude." Kim said. "Talk to the fin 'cause the blowhole ain't listening."

"Dan lamont's class is very exclusive." Rudy said while putting on his gi, "You have to go through an incredibly rigorous selection process."

"By "rigorous" you mean the free lesson coupon. Stuck under your windshield wiper?" Jack asked sarcastically.

"For your information, Dan himself told me. He thinks I have real talent." Rudy countered with a smug smile, "Here, let me show you guys an exercise we learned today in class. It's called improv."

"Wow, I wonder how he could up with that..." I said sarcastically.

"Improv?" Eddie asked, equally unimpressed.

"That's right. No script, no problem. Just me alone, pulling it out of my own brain." Rudy bragged.

"You'll be pulling it out of somewhere." Kim said quietly.

"Jack, be my scene partner." Rudy looked at Jack.

"Not gonna happen, Rudy. Acting is really not my thing." Jack said with his arms crossed.

"Don't worry. Just let my talent drive the train." Rudy said arrogantly, earning a deadpanned look from Jack. "Okay, here's The Scene. We're in a..." He said thoughtfully before running over to stand behind some mats, "We're in a minimart. And you're the clerk and I'm..." He stopped himself and ran over to place a bucket on his head, "The king of France."

I cringed at Rudy's terrible accent. "Dude, just stop, it terrible." I grimaced as Rudy laughed weirdly while walking over to Jack.

"Would you care for a candy bar? They're king-sized." Jack joked, earning laughs from us.

"Oui oui." Rudy said.

"Sorry, you can't do that here. Bathroom's broken." Jack said and this time I actually smiled. Rudy looked at the laughing teenagers, a little bummed that Jack was stealing his game. "If you have to go wee wee, You gotta hold it till you get back to your own throne."

Rudy tried closing the act but the gang kept laughing. "I said and scene," Rudy repeated but now everyone but himself was laughing. "That means the scene is over!" Rudy exclaimed. "They didn't even do an accent! It's not funny if you don't do an accent!" Rudy whined as we continued laughing.

♪ Don't you get all tough with me, I'm saying won't you come kick it with me? and we can have a ball,
run up the wall, this is how we do, and no matter how much, I chop and punch, it's not as cool as kickin' it with you. ♪

♪ Here we go, let's start the party, chop it up
like it's karate. ♪

♪ everybody, don't you get all tough with me, I'm saying won't you come kick it with me? and we can have a ball, run up the wall, this is how we do, and no matter how much I chop and punch, it's not as cool as kickin' it with you. ♪

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"Come on Belle! Please? I'm almost done perfecting it," Jack begged as we walked to the dojo. Well, more like he dragged me to the dojo. He wants to show me this new bow staff routine.