𝙎𝙣𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙚 {𝙏𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙉𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙨}

𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙑𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙮

A/N: Since not a whole lot happens in this episode and the previous one, we will just combine the two.

Another day at the Cobra Kai dojo, Zeke, Aisha, and Miguel were surprised to see a surge of new members. The dojo was crowded, a clear result of the viral video showing Kyler getting his ass kicked. However, Zeke quickly noticed that many of the newcomers didn't seem like fighters. Demetri and Eli were among the several who stood out.

Johnny clapped his hands, calling for attention. "Quiet! Face front."

He walked over to Demetri. "Nice shirt," Johnny said.

"Thanks," Demetri replied, a hint of hope in his voice.

"I'm joking. It sucks," Johnny shot back, moving on to a kid with big glasses and large, yellow teeth.

"Word of advice: If you got shit for teeth, don't smile," Johnny advised. Zeke couldn't help but snicker.

Johnny shook his head. "My God, makes me feel like a virgin just looking at you."

Scanning the room, Johnny sighed. "When I look around this dojo, I don't see Cobra Kai material. I see losers. I see nerds. I see a fat kid with a funny hat and his tits popping out."

He paused, then nodded toward Miguel. "But in my short time as a sensei, I've seen some miracles." He then looked at Zeke. "And I've also seen some prodigies."

"So maybe there's some hope for you yet," Johnny continued. "First, I need to see where you're at. Everybody, fall in!"

The newcomers looked confused.

"That means line up," Johnny clarified. "No, not--not line up in a line. Lines. Get in lines."

"Do you mean, like, rows?" Demetri asked, clearly struggling to understand.

Zeke rolled his eyes. "Yes, he means rows!" he said, exasperated.

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Johnny stood in front of the class, clapping his hands. "Fighting positions! Jab punch!" He watched the students awkwardly assume their stances. "Nope, wait till I say go."

"Hiya! Hiya! Hiya!" Johnny demonstrated, his voice booming.

The students mimicked him, their movements uncoordinated.

"Come on, you want to stand straight. Plant your feet," Johnny instructed. "Hiya!"

He walked over to a heavyset kid. "Come on, tits, you can do better than that. You got weight; use it. Ready? Hiya!"

Johnny moved his focus to Eli, who looked nervous. "Hey, Lip."

Eli flinched, his eyes darting around.

"Yeah, you. The one with the freaky lip. Who do you think I'm talking to?"

Zeke watched Eli, feeling a rare twinge of sympathy. Out of all the kids there, Eli clearly needed some self-confidence.

"Excuse me, Mr. Lawrence," Demetri interrupted.

"Sensei Lawrence," Zeke corrected, annoyed at Demetri's attitude.

"Okay," Demetri said sarcastically. "You really shouldn't make fun of someone's physical appearance."

Johnny's eyes narrowed. "Oh, is that so? So I'm not supposed to mention his lip at all?"

"Well, yeah," Demetri said. "Maybe that's what they teach you in school, but in the real world you can't expect people to do what they're supposed to do. Right? You hear that, Lip? If you can't handle someone making fun of you, how are you gonna handle an elbow to the teeth?"