Okay, hey everyone! I decided to start a new story! Since there's a rumor their might be a new episode called All The President's Friends, I'm like, hey? Why not write a story using that? So here it is! I hope you enjoy it :) Please review and tell me what you think!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN KICKIN' IT.

Jack POV

It's a typical day at the dojo. I'm just punching dummies, in some sweatpants and a tshirt, while Jerry and Milton stretch in shorts and sleeveless shirts. Eddie's went to Phil's place to get us a snack. I turn to find Kim, and see her, in her purple shorts with a blue tank top that says love, exhausted, sleeping on a large pile of old mats. Rudy comes in frustrated, and muttering to himself,

"Oh, no, not good!"

"Rudy, what's wrong?" I ask.

"Where is Kimberly Crawford! She is in HUGE trouble."

"She's sleeping on the mats there. You probably shouldn't…" it was too late, because Rudy ran to where she was, and yelled in her ear,

"WAKE UP MISSY!" she immediately jumped awake and feel off the mats, making a huge fall to the floor. I quickly come and offer my hand, and she takes it and gets up.

"RUDY! Couldn't you see I was sleeping? I'm exhausted from practicing ALL DAY!" Kim screamed.

"Well, I wouldn't have to wake you if THIS didn't happen!" he says, pointing at the letter in his hand.

"Give me that," I said, annoyed. I read the letter out loud.

"Dear Bobby Wasabi Dojo,

A student of yours was announced the winner of "Best martial arts video" of this years' AMAZING TALENTS AWARD hosted in California. Thanks to your entry of Jack Anderson fighting on the Great Wall of China, we were truly amazed and would like to visit your dojo to hand you our award. Thank you for your participation.

Sincerely,

The ATA Team"

"SEE!" Rudy shouted.

"Hey, first off, what's wrong with it? Second, what made you think I did it?"

"Well, let's see, I've NEVER heard of this group before, and I've lived here way longer than you! They could be some fake group trying to copy martial arts. Heck it could be the Black Dragons! Second, they attached an essay, which was signed by Kim Crawford, and let's see, who may that be? Oh I don't know, YOU!"

"Calm down Rudy! Everything will be fine!"

"Kim, you could have at least told…" before Rudy finished, 5 men in black suits, surrounded by security, entered the dojo.

"May I help you?" Rudy said, annoyed.

"Yes, we're looking for a Jack Anderson."

"That's me." I said, and we shoke hands.

"I am proud to present you with the Best Martial Arts video entry in California. We were very impressed by your technique. If you don't mind, we would like to take some photos." Jack nodded, and Rudy stood back, shocked.

After handing me a trophy, and standing with some dudes, he said,

"All our award winners are entered in a raffle, and, your name was drawn. As a result, you win up to 6 first class tickets to visit the Capital of our nation, Washington D.C. Do you have a parent or guardian above the age of 18 present?"

I turn to see Kim nudge Rudy, who suddenly jumps and says, "Uh, yes, that would be me. Rudy Kelesby. I am Jack's Sensei."

"Well, Rudy, you should be proud to train such a talented young man. Please sign saying you have received these tickets, and we shall depart." Milton grabs the document, and says,

"Let me read this for a second sir," Milton reads it, and hands it back to Rudy, with a thumbs up.

Rudy signs it, and they shake hands with me, and leave.

"Look's like we're going to the capitol everyone!" Rudy says, happy.

"Uh, excuse me!" an annoyed girl says, which is none other than Kim.

"Oh, look Kim, I'm sorry for getting all crazy on you. I was just worried…" Rudy began.

"It's okay Rudy. Jack?"

I sigh, and say, "Thanks Kim for using my awesomeness to get us these tickets."

Kim gives me a playful shove and says, "Hey! I had to write an essay along with the video! If my essay was terrible, they wouldn't have even watched it!"

"Okay, okay! Thank you, alright!" I go and put an arm around Kim, sort of thanking her, and she just smiles.

We do our group hug, and then Rudy says,

"All right everyone, our flight's tomorrow at 3 in the morning. Everyone go home, pack their bags, and get ready, because we have a one week adventure ahead of us!" We all cheer, and head home, excited for what awaits us.