Tender Roses
A long time ago there was a man named colonel sanders.He had a fine restaurant called KFC. It was a work of art but sadly he died on December 16 1980 and then his business ran just like any fast food restaurant did, but there was something strange about it all. The sauce had something in it and no one knows what's in it! It's the best sauce in the world from what people say but is it really?
Anyways, go all the way to Philadelphia and there, in a Karate class, is someone named Blake/Rocco. He is a extremely skinny, five foot nine, man with a normal edgy teen attitude but he does (tries) to do karate with his couch Rojee, an Indian man that's already studied the arts of Karate from some Asian Hobo on the street.
"Alright is that all for today Rojee?" Blake ask's his sensei.
"I guess I will give you a pass for today, but could you stay for a little bit. I would like to talk to you ... about something" Rojee questions the boy. Blake hesitated.
"I mean I don't know, you're kinda creepy and I've only been training with you for what, four days?!" Blake exclaims while looking at the old Indian man. Rojee sighs.
"It's extremely important!"
Blake's usually not the one to get yelled at, so he jumps back surprised but listens to the old Indian man.
"You know I am not good at handling things important..." Blake says while narrowing his eyes to the floor.
"I don't care about your stupid remarks!
Your powerful I can see it!" Rojee yells at the boy making Blake confused.
"What?!" Blake laughs. "Powerful?! What am I gonna be a super hero?!" Blake jokes.
"Maybe ... depends on where you want to put your power, and if your smart with it-"
"So what's this so called power?!" Blake cuts off his sensei, as usual. Causing Rojee to stare at him with disappointment. Also as usual.
"You know how ... when you train, a purple lighting is around your hand?" Rojee asked. Blake furrows his eyebrows and thinks.
"Well yeah, I tried eating a sandwich and my hand was glowing! It fell right though my hand and it split it in half and most of it was gone and it was a waste of food! Crazy right?! I am so disappointed in myself for that ..." Blake says sadly and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Wait! Did do you mean it like ... you chopped it with your hand!?" Rojee immediately asks, catching Blake off guard.
"Yeah?" Blake questions. Rojee walks around pacing back and fourth, thinking. Then he grabs a wood block and he holds it in front of a confused Blake.
"Hit this.." Rojee says.
"I mean if you want me to.." Blake says and shrugs his shoulders before he hits it with full force.
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"OW THAT HURT NI-"
Before Blake could say such a forbidden word because he was in pain, Rojee said something.
"Huh? That's strange ... it's like you lied to me or something. Well go on, I'll let you go do whatever it is you do" Rojee says and sends Blake away.
"Alright Rojee Sensai! See ya!" Blake says and quickly runs out the door.
"I will see you brother..."
Blake's makes his way down the road and stops by a local store to get a monster. He walks to his house and once he arrives he immediately goes to his room and flings himself on his bed and gets his phone.
"I wonder what time everyone's going to meet in real life ..." He questions to himself. He calls everyone and realizes as usual only Josh and Lulu answered but no one else.
