Rocket and Frost were teaching Jessie the basics of combat. Sadly, Jessie had a hard time following their example.
"I'm sorry, guys, but I don't think I can get this. I'm a sorceress, not a gladiator," Jessie said.
"You'll get it. Magic may be your strong suit, but think about if you're stripped of your magical abilities. What will you do then," Rocket asked.
"I guess you're right. I hate it when you do that, Rocket."
"Do what?"
"Just be some kind of Jedi master. I just hate that," Jessie said.
"That's basically how Rocket operates," Frost said.
"Whatever."
"How about we do some sparring? Jessie, you're first," Rocket said before getting into his combat stance.
"All right," Jessie said before getting into her own combat stance. Rocket then rushed at Jessie, but she dodged him by jumping into the air. She landed hard on the mat as Frost watched from the sidelines.
"I don't think you will get this, Jess."
"Frost, don't undermine Jessie's confidence."
"I wouldn't if she was good at this kind of thing," Frost said.
"Why don't you pipe down, Ice Cube?"
"Well."
"That's enough, you two. Jessie, you should stand on the sidelines while Frost and I spar. You can watch our moves and learn them perfectly," Rocket said.
"Or imperfectly," Frost said quietly.
"I heard that," Jessie said.
"Who cares?"
"Enough."
"Sorry," Frost and Jessie said together.
"All right," Rocket said before Jessie stepped off the mat. Frost passed her as he was stepping onto the mat.
"Ready, Frost?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," Frost said before he and Rocket got into their combat stances. Frost rushed Rocket, who avoided him by jumping into the air. Rocket then landed on the mat perfectly.
"Impressive. But can you dodge these?" Frost then launched punch after punch at Rocket, who avoided each punch with ease. Jessie watched as Rocket avoided everything Frost could throw at him.
"Man, you're good," Frost said.
"I have to be. I'm the co-leader of Team New Mobotropolis," Rocket said before he launched his own flurry of punches. Every punch hit its mark, weakening Frost. When Rocket wrapped up with his series of punches, Frost collapsed to one knee.
"God. You're one hell of a fighter, Rocket."
"Thanks, man. Jessie, would you like to give it a try?"
"Sure. I'm pretty sure I got it all down."
"Be careful. He always does something extra for the newbies," Frost said.
"What," Jessie asked.
"Can't tell you. I just can't, Jess." Jessie then walked up to the mat and faced Rocket.
"I hope you're ready," Rocket said.
"I am."
"Good, 'cause I'm not going easy on you. It's like Frost said."
"So, you actually do something extra for the new guys/girls," Jessie asked.
"That's right," Rocket responded.
"What do you do?"
"I just make it a little harder for them to defeat me."
"How do you make it harder," Jessie asked.
"Simple. I do this," Rocket said before turning invisible. Jessie was looking around for Rocket when a punch hit her right on the arm.
"Ow!"
"A true warrior does not need eyes to fight his/her opponents. You must sense where I am before any harm comes to you."
"There you go again. Being a Jedi master. You're just like Yoda," Jessie said before a punch hit her leg. "Stop that!"
"You can't fight what you can't see, Jess. Focus," Frost said. Jessie took Frost's advice and focused on where Rocket could be. She grabbed him by the arm and threw him into the nearest wall. The impact was enough to make Rocket visible again and wipe his entire memory, including the day he had first set foot on Mobius.
"Jess, what the hell? You can't do that."
"I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was doing," Jessie said.
"You better he's okay," Frost said, unaware that Rocket was not entirely okay.