Kickin it With Love| Jack Brewer|

~Arabella of Kong~

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

~Arabella's POV~

I was walking in the dojo, with Kim, I saw Jerry with Lonnie's lizard and Eddie and Milton watching. "Uh... what are you guys doing?"

"Petting my gassy lizard." Jerry answered nonchalantly.

"That sounds about right." I said looking between Jerry and the lizard.

"All right, Bella. It's Wednesday." Milton said already dressed in his gi, holding an helmet, "
Time to get our spar on."

"Uh, Milton, I... We need to...Talk." I said to him feeling guilty. Milton looked at me with a innocent expression, "I don't think we should
spar with each other anymore."

"Is it something I did?" Milton said looking like he was about to cry.

"No, no, no!" I protested, "Milton, you're great. It's... it's not you. It's me."

"It's someone else. Isn't it?" Milton asked upset, "Please don't tell me you sparred with him?Here? On our mats?" I looked away apologetically, I felt bad. "I've been such a fool!" Milton threw the red helmet to the side as I watched him storm into the locker rooms.

"Just down at the arcade. What was I doing there? Only becoming the number one Immortal Slayer player in the world." Jack exclaimed as he walked into the dojo.

"Wow. Spending thousands of hours with nerds in the dark really paid off." I said.

"Sure did." Jack said proudly, "I won a really cool glow-in-the-dark T-shirt." He added as he put his head in his jacket, to look at it, "Oh, man. This thing is awesome."

I gave in an amusing look, "Look, Jack." I said to him when he was done, "I'm tired of sparring with Milton. I mean, you're the only other black belt in this dojo, that I haven't sparred with yet. I want to be challenged."

"Really?" Jack said in disbelief, with nervously tone, "I... I don't think that's a great idea."

"Come on, Jack." I said dragging him towards the mat. He sighed, taking off his shoes.

"Whoa. Wait, you guys are sparring?" Jerry asked. I nodded excitedly. "Does Milton know about this?"

"Yes." Milton walked back into the dojo wearing a bathrob and eating ice cream out of the container with a ladle, "Yes, he does."

♪ 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. ♪

"Finally some sparing between real karate students." Rudy said excitedly with holding his phone to record us, "Instead of a bunch of confused gazelles blindly flailing around in their pajamas." He continued before turning to the other, "No offense."

"Oh, it's cool."

"None taken."

"I love gazelles."

"I know you are talking about those three and not me."

"And remember, Jack, give me everything you've got." I told him.

"Belle, are you sure you want to do this?" Jack asked I responded with a punch, which he dodged and caught. "Okay." He spoke with wide eyes. We started to fight and it was round of throwing punches and kicks while dodging one others. But I managed to get the upper hand and flipped Jack over when he attacked me, which knocked him to the ground.