Jason and I took turns holding and kicking the suspending punching bag. I mean I was pretty impressed with Jason's technique; it was rare that I found someone to my level of fighting capability. I was excited for the possible challenge in the future. I never turn down a spar.
We stopped the practice as Zack came toward us; spouting out some nonsense about some girl names Angela playing with some hula hoops over by the stationary bikes. The leotard was atrocious but they would probably say the same thing about my stuff.
"Do you think he'll score or crash and burn," I asked Jason who smirked at me as he thought of the options.
"I hope for his sake it goes well," he replied before moving to grab his towel and water bottle off the floor. I wasn't sure if he understood what I was saying but didn't press the matter any farther.
The Rangers had already left when I got the alert that there was a monster attacking. I got to the park to find some fat lizard snake thing attacking the park and by the looks of it, at some sort of Easter island dedication spot. I got it to the ground quicker than I thought I would, but it got me back with it a second or two later. We began a pretty heated, yet equal battle back and forth until the Rangers arrived… Mom being the only one missing. I was really pissed off that some stupid green water hose looking snake thing had me pinned to the ground. But I was pretty impressed when Kimberly defeated it easy when all five of us couldn't.
I was standing in front of some recycling sign but the front entrance of the community center when Bulk and Skull lumbered in.
"So where have you guys been?" I asked curiously as the three of us made our way to the counter.
"Almost dying," Skull replied.
"That geek was deliberately trying to scare us I bet," Bulk added.
"I'm sure," I answered sarcastically as I felt something strange begin to sprinkle onto my leather jacket. I looked up just in time to be splattered with milkshake. It was a greenish color maybe… I'm suspecting Mint but I wasn't about to drink it being that I'm lactose intolerant. I shook my arms, letting some of it hit the ground before wiping my face with my sleeve.
The room seemed to find it funny, but I didn't agree.
"Sorry," Zack stated sadly. At least he felt a little bad. Jason grabbed a towel from Ernie and handed it to me.
"Thanks," I replied, trying to get the large spots off.
"What about us?" Bulk huffed.
"Yeah, what about us?" Skull mimicked.
"Sorry guys," Jason replied, "You're on your own."
