HA! HA! HACHA! I triumphedly grinned at Jack who painfully stood up. "Nice" he winced.

"Thanks." I turned around to see if Rudy saw me flip Jack but he was chanting at Jerry along with Eddy and Milton.

"EAT! EAT! EAT!" The three of them hollerd. Instead of sparring ,like they should be, they were watching Jerry eat as many falafal balls as he could. He chugged one back then picked the next, then another one then another and then..."NOOOOO NOT THE KEYS JERRY" all five of us yelled.

"Opps too late" Jerry wimperd, he stood up on the mats and ran to the changing rooms. "Great now how am I supposed to lock the dojo" Rudy asked. "I don't think locking it is going to be the problem" said Eddy, he was standing next to the door. "I think unlocking it is our problem"

"WHAT!" Both me and Jack ran to the door. "It's locked were not getting out of this door" Jack annouced.

"I'll try ringing the locksmith" Rudy suggested as he ran into his office.

"Rudy does know it's nine on a friday night, right?" I that moment Jerry stumbled out of the changing rooms clutching his stomach. "What happend in there" Milton asked. "I threw up thirtythree falafal balls but no keys" Jerry groaned. "The locksmith won't be able to make it until morning" Rudy stated as he walked out of his office, "looks like we'll be sleeping here tonight."

"Thats not so bad." Jack whisperd. I glanced at him, he had his head to the ground.

"I thought you had a date with Stacey Warbec" I replyed.

"I do,"

"Then why don't you care about miss-"

"look this conversation is really interesting but i want to know what were gonna do about food." Eddy interupted. Of course Eddy was only thinking about food. "I'll go look in Rudys fridge" Jack laughed.

20 mins later.

We'd placed the mats on top of each other to form some kind of matress for each of us to sleep on. Jack, Jerry, Milton, Eddy and I moved the mattress' into a circle so we could talk whilst Rudy went to sleep on the couch in his office. "Christmas nuts my retainer is on my bedside table, I can already feel my molers moving foward." "We should play something to pass the time" I suggested. "Kim's right, i don't wanna spend the night listning to Milton complaining about his moving molers," Jack agreed " lets play truth or dare."

Sorry this is a short chapter please reveiw, if you have any ideas please share.