The Serpent Queen

King Cobra | Part Three

The two teenagers shuffled through the photos Johnny had brought back from the bedroom. While he had been off finding them, Phoebe helped Miguel get into his wheelchair.

Miguel stared at a photo of Johnny shirtless. He guessed he was in his late teens by this point.

Phoebe peered at it, "Sensei, you look hot back then. Do not tell anyone I said that. But you wouldn't be my type."

Miguel nudged her with a playful smile, "Believe me. We know what your type is." He dropped the photo in a shoe box that had other photos and polaroids in it.

Johnny sat next to the young lady on the couch again, "Those are all the photos I have. Don't have much after high school."

"Do you have any where you're wearing a shirt?"

Johnny flipped through some photos, "Uh... this one... how's that?" He showed them a photo of him around the same time as the last one with a ripped shirt that barely covered his torso.

"That's..." Miguel changed the subject quickly. "You know, I think we'd be better off with some new photos."

"Like present day?" Johnny considered it. Then he shook his head. "I'm not sure I want you to grease me up right now. The baby oil gets on everything."

Phoebe's face flashed with disgust. "I'm not greasing you up. I don't know about you Miguel." The boy shook his head as well. "I just thought maybe something a little more... contemporary?"

Johnny thought for a moment and then snapped his fingers when an idea popped into his head, "Yes! We'll look at what Ali's into and take pictures of me doing the same stuff!"

"That's not exactly what I meant..." Phoebe said. However, Johnny had already snatched his laptop back and began browsing through Ali's Facebook photos. She glanced to Miguel to do or say something, but he didn't have an idea.

"I'm not doing yoga..." Johnny said. "I will pet a dog. Definitely wanna meet Jon Cryer..." He scrolled some more, and looked to Miguel. "You think the aquarium will let me get in there with the dolphins?"

"I don't know."

"We can Foto-Mat it. Let's go, hot wheels." The adult grabbed his van keys and headed for the door.

Phoebe got up took the brakes off her friends' wheelchair and Miguel wheeled himself behind her. Both teens were a little unsure of the plan.

Just as Johnny opened his apartment door, George stood on the other side about to knock.

"Phoebe, it's time for your...thing. Hello, Miguel. Hello, Johnny." George said, nodding his head to each male.

Johnny and Miguel glanced to her, "What thing?"

She shrugged. She didn't want to tell them in fear that they would talk her out of it, "Is that the time? Sorry, Miguel. You've got to do this without me. I've got a very important thing to do."

"What's this thing?" Miguel pressed.

"I'll tell you later."

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On the short drive from their apartment to the Cobra Kai dojo, the father-daughter duo stared out the front window in silence. Phoebe aimlessly looked out of it, while George concentrated on the road.

"You sure you want to do this? You don't have to Phoebe. This girl isn't worth your time."

"I have to face her, Dad. I want closure. I want her to look at me and know that she couldn't destroy me mentally or physically. I want her to know that I came out on top and won." She replied, staring him in the eyes.