MOMENT OF TRUTH¹ eli moskowitz

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Amara and Johnny spent their whole weekend trying to teach Miguel how to walk...again. Johnny had prepared a whole obstacle course for him.

Miguel was hopping like a bunny with his little crutches, catching the weighted balls Johnny had Amara thrown. He lifted kegs, pushed up the table. Everything Johnny could think of to help Miguel walk on his own.

Miguel was going up the step with the crutches onto the small podium Johnny had made with small plates of wood. Miguel began to slide across, looking at Amara, getting ready to catch the exercise ball.

“Here it comes!” Amara said, as she tossed it to him.

Miguel caught the ball, but his crutches fell onto the ground. He looked in shock as if he didn't know what he was doing.

“What are you waiting for?” Johnny asked, “Keep going!”

Miguel tossed the ball back to Amara as she handed it to Johnny. Miguel then side stepped towards the end of the stand, stepping down on the steps.

“Yeah!” He cheered, high diving Johnny. 

Amara was so happy. “Yes, Miguel!” She ran up to him and hugged him tightly.

The group got changed and headed to the dumpster with the crutches, wheel chair, and the weighted exercise ball. The three put the items into the dumpsters and did a three way fist bump.

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Miguel was thinking of a name for Johnny’s new dojo. Now that he was back on his feet, all he could think about was kicking ass. 

“All right. What about ‘Johnny Lawrence Karate'?” Miguel suggested. “Or ‘Strike Hard Karate’?”

Amara was laying on the couch, looking at a magazine. “No and no.”

“Why not?” He asked.

“Because it doesn't have a ring to it.” Amara told him, not looking up.

Miguel sighed and looked at Johnny. He stood up and made his way over to him at the table, “Come on, Sensei, I'm trying to think of names for our new dojo.”

“How long does it take for Facebook messages to get delivered?” He asked Miguel, ignoring his thought. “Ali lives in Colorado, so probably a while right?”

“It's instantaneous.” Miguel told him. Johnny sighed and slammed the laptop shut. 

“Take it Ali didn't respond.” Amara said, quietly to herself when she heard the sound of the computer close.

“Ok, what about ‘All American Karate’?” Miguel questioned.

“It's not good enough.” Johnny said,

“What?” Amara said, closing the magazine. “I love that.” She said, getting off of the couch, walking over to the two. 

“We need something that tells everyone we're the most badass dojo in the Valley.” Johnny told the two. 

“Yeah.” Miguel agreed, “It sucks that Cobra Kai’s such a badass name.”

“Maybe you guys should come up with something badasser.” Amara spoke. Miguel looked at Amara like she was crazy. She could tell he was silently judging her grammar. “Shut up, Migs.”

“What if we just keep that?” Johnny asked as Miguel tried to hide his smile. “But we spell Cobra with a K. They can call us triple K.”

Amara looked at Johnny when she realized what he was saying. “Like KKK?” Miguel questioned.