Kickin it With Love| Jack Brewer|

~Dojo Day Care~

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

~Arabella's POV~

I was hanging out with Jack at his house, we were watching the incredibles. It was the afternoon.

"I love this movie." I said enjoying the movie. "Yeah, I would be awesome to have powers like from the film." Jack said awestruck. I hummed, I was cuddling with Jack, I was sitting in front of him while he was back me with his arms around my shoulders. "Oh, I heard the mall is remodeling." I told him. "Yeah. Maybe we will see it tomorrow when we go to the dojo."

"Yeah." I replied and cuddled closer to him, I felt Jack's hand cupped my face and lean over to kiss me and I kissed back. We separated and give each other loving glances. I placed my hand on his cheek and nuzzled to him, as he repeated the action with me. I was excited to see how the mall will look with all the construction tomorrow.

♪ 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. ♪

"Man, I can't believe how much bigger they're making the Mall." Jack said as we are marveled at the sight of the constructing site in the courtyard.

"You know, we really shouldn't be here without hard hats." Eddie pointed out.

"Well, I've got nothing to worry about." I said.

"Why not?" Eddie asked.

"Because Jack always seems to see something bad before it happens and literally stops it from happening. It's like a superpower." I praised it as I look at Jack who was flushed pink, "Well, it's true, Jackie." I hugged his arm.

"Come on, I know I'm awesome." Jack replied, wrapping his arm around my waist. I giggled.

... (• Ε •)

"Jerry, this is my dojo. It's a place of honor,
respect, and integrity." Rudy exclaimed as he punched on a kiddie toy making it oink, moo, quack, rooster crows. We were setting up a day care in the dojo so we can watch over Byron, the principal's son. Jerry found himself in a near-expulsion situation and we were helping him get out of it. Kim wasn't here, she was babysitting her little sister and couldn't come.

"Come on, Rudy. If we don't do this I'll get expelled." Jerry pleads.

"Well, it would be so hard, it only one kid." I chimed in.

"This is not a day care center, and it never will be!" Rudy insisted.

"Dojo day care center. What a concept." The principal said, "You're really gonna love it here, Byron."

"I am nipping this in the bud right now." Rudy told Jerry.

"Rudy, come on."

"Principal Buckett..." Rudy ignored Jerry.

"Who do I make out the $100 check to?" The principal asked.

"That would be Rudy Gillespie." Rudy immediately answered, clapping, "Uh, Milton, Eddie, take Byron, put him in the ball pit and give him a graham cracker."

"I'm not touching this little snotbag." Milton denied, "That thing is wearing a toilet."

"I'll take him." I offered, taking Byron from the principal arms, "Hey, baby Byron."