Fists over Feelings

And I pray that it won't happen again, but then again, I hope it does

Miguel's physical therapist threw his stuff into the trunk of his car. " Good job today, jefe. You crushed it. " He held out his fist to Miguel who gave him a fist bump.

"Really? It didn't feel like I did much of anything. " He said, looking up at the man from his wheelchair.

"Hey, no negative thoughts. Just positive energy."

Miguel looked up at him. "I'll keep that in mind." The therapist smiled and got into his car, driving off.

Miguel turned his wheelchair around as he started to head home. A Playboy magazine was lowered in front of him on a fishing pole. He looked up; Johnny stood on the second floor. "What's this? " He asked in a confused tone.

"This is a collection of the tastiest babes of 1988 and you're not going to be able to see them unless you grab it," Johnny told him.

Miguel looked more confused now. " Okay... " He reached up when Johnny pulled it higher.

"Gonna have to try harder than that. "

"You know I can just find these pictures on my phone right ? " Miguel looked up at him.

"It's not true same. Chicks are hotter on the page. " Johnny leaned over the rail some. Miguel shook his head. " But you won't know that unless you get off your butt or you can just keep getting foot runs from that pansy-ass therapist ."

Miguel chuckled as he reached again but missed it.

"Weak! That's all you got, Diaz? I thought you were the All-Valley champ." Johnny taunted. Miguel pushed himself up, reaching but fell on the hard cement. " Damn it. " Johnny cursed under his breath as he hurried down. Miguel groaned as he sat up.

"You alright? " Johnny asked as he got down there.

"Yeah." Miguel nods. Johnny picked him up around the chest and got him into the wheelchair.

"I got you bud. Here we go. Just give me a minute and we'll go again. I think I still have my Vanna White Playboy, that will get you going."

"Don't you get it? You could dangle a new Playstation, I still wouldn't be able to stand up." Miguel said upset as he wheeled away. Johnny looked after him, a sad look on his face.

"Hey. " Trixie waved at Miguel as she left the house. Johnny watched as Miguel's face lit up and the two of them laughed and chatted away. The former sensei smirked to himself , nodding as an idea formed in his head.

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Hawk, Mitch, and a few other Cobra Kai students were at the arcade. Hawk hit a ball out of a kid's hand before they ran away laughing, seeming like little kids again, a time before all this happened.

"Hey, buddy! " Hawk smiled at Chris, who was working at Golf ' n Stuff, as he put the tickets on the counter.

"Hey prize wench. " Mitch greeted his old best friend.

"What do you guys want? " Chris asked, a bit annoyed.

"Well, to spend our hard-earned tickets, of course, " Hawk said with sarcasm lacing his words. " Why don't you be a good girl and grab us one of those bobbleheads? "

Chris rolled his eyes and went to get it. Once he was on the step stool, Hawk jumped the counter grabbing prizes and throwing them to the others. " Stop! " Chris yelled as they laughed.

"Thanks, Chris. Tell your mom I miss her! " Mitch yelled as they ran.

"Yeah, tell her to stop calling me, " Hawk added, laughing as they left. Chris grumbled as he texted the rest of Miyagi-Do.