It started off, like it always did, with Rudy.
"I'm telling you guys," the man-child exclaimed excitedly as the installation crew lowered the hot tub onto the dojo floor, "this is a great idea!"
"I don't know, Rudy," said Jack, always the voice of reason. He shook his head at the scene. Sometimes Jack questioned why he always hung out with people he was clearly superior to. Then Kim walked in, and he remembered- oh, yeah.
"Hey Jack," Kim smiled at him, ignoring everyone else in the room. "What's going on?"
Be cool Jack. He swallowed. Every sentence he spoke to Kim was a challenge. Albert Einstein didn't think about science as much as Jack thought about the words he said to his crush. Each phrase was nothing less than a carefully planned chess move—and just one mistake could cost him the game he had been playing for months. He could not screw this up. "Hey Kim do you wanna get naked in this new hot tub later?"
"Holy Christmas nuts!" screeched Milton.
"WHOO!" yelled Jerry.
Bobby Wasabi burst through the wall dressed as the Kool-Aid Man and high-fived Rudy. "Oh, yeaahh!"
Eddie was there too.
Kim blushed. "Oh, Jack! I don't know…"
The situation was quickly becoming more perilous than an iceberg in front of the Titanic. But Jack was not just good at karate, and school, and games, and cooking, and snorkeling, and dancing, and climbing, and gardening, and political lobbying—he was good at romance, too.
"What if we got in the hot tub… together?"
The temperature in the room suddenly rivaled that of the sun. It was hotter than every desert on Earth. It was hotter than a Flamin' Hot Cheeto. It was so hot that the fire alarm went off.
Joan the cop, who just so happened to be walking by at that moment, entered and screamed though her megaphone. "EVERYBODY OUT!"
The warriors slowly began to shuffle out, their eyes vacant as their simple minds attempted to comprehend what had just gone down; however, what none of them knew was what was still yet to go down… and on who.
"I'm staying," declared Jack. He motioned silently for Kim to do the same, and shot her a wink. She nodded discreetly and paused by the door.
"Disobeying a police officer is against the law." Joan put her hand on her hip and glared sternly at Jack.
"What the fudge!" Kim shouted, "They're giving away free FALAFEL BALLS outside!"
A goat bleated in the distance.
"See ya losers!" Joan darted out of the dojo.
They were finally alone.
The water from the sprinklers above fell like heavy raindrops onto the two teenagers. Jack noticed that Kim was staring at his torso as his white sleeveless tank top got more and more soaked, hugging the muscles underneath. Seconds later he watched as her eyes darted away and locked instead on the steaming hot tub looming in the corner.
"Okay," she whispered, unable to resist any longer, "Let's do it."
It took two hours for to remove all of Kim's layers of clothing. Jack had waited very patiently. Now it was time. He offered her his hand and smiled when she took it. Her fingers grasped his tightly as they lowered themselves into the water.
"Oh Jack," said Kim, "I'm so wet."
To be continued