Gio: Oh, well...Japan is quite amazing. The sushi, Tokyo Disneyland, a MJ concert, and much more!
Kim: (Shrieks) Michael Jackson! Ron, you should have told me at the earliest moment when you knew that!
Ron: (Grins sheepishly) Er, I forgot? But I got a cd out of it!
Kim: (Squeals lightly) Yes! Tomorrow when you get back, expect me to ask for a moment to hear the songs, clear?
Ron: (Nods) You got it, KP.
Kim: (Chuckles) Sorry about that...I am a fan of his songs...
Gio: Oh, I don't blame you. (chuckles as he turns slightly, shifting his feet to comfortable positions) Anyway, what does your family think of your crime-fighting ways?
(As Kim was about to tell Gio, she noticed a small patch of monkey-like fur hair on the back of Gio's neck...)
Kim: (Blinks in confusion before shaking her head, not wanting to stick herself into a near-stranger's business.) Right, well, they were pretty climatic about it at first, but when they saw that I can take care of myself, they relaxed mostly, but it doesn't stop them from worrying now and then.
Gio: Makes sense. Parents must protect and care for their kids. A parental job, that's what I always say!
Kim: Oh, what's your family like?
Gio: M-my family?
Kim: Yeah...(Nods lightly)
Ron:...Gio?...(Concerned look, knowing the limits of asking about Gio's family)
Gio: Well, my father...Martin Fredrick, has raised me from age 3 and beyond alone...My mother died when I was 3.
Kim: Oh...I am sorry..(Frowns lightly)
Ron: (Pats Gio's shoulder comfortingly) It's okay, Gio. Take a deep breath. (Knowing how his mother's death affects him)
Gio: But on the one hand, my father has trained me in Mon...(prevents self from saying "Monkey")...K-kung fu, since age 5.
Kim: That's pretty neat. I bet you're really good.
Ron: Pretty good? Gio's awesome!
Gio: Want to me show some moves? (puts on white gi)
Kim: Sure, through there's five minutes left.
Gio (nods and does some basic moves, twirls, and flips)
Kim: (Cheers) That was awesome!
Ron: (Smirks) Told you so.
Kim: Okay, 3 minutes left. Two questions; 1: What grade level are you in? 2: What kind of advice can you give me about blocking little brothers from sneaking into my room? (Glares at the door momentarily)
Gio: Oh...uh...I'm going into the 11th grade at my school, and for blocking the door...try a latch for the outside, and install it. Anyway, I'll invite you to London one day to visit my father and I.
Kim: 11th Grade, huh? That's cool. A latch on the outside, eh? That's about the best idea ever! Whoa, London?! Yeah, that'd be amazing!
Gio: Yep! I'll pay for everything, including airfare! And you can stay in the guest bedroom of my mansion. Well, thanks for talking. bye!
Kim: Yeah, it was great to talk with you. I better let you head to sleep, bye. And Ron, see ya tomorrow!
Ron: Yep, see you then, KP. (Kim smiles and fingers down her Kimmunicator, going black) She likes you, Gio. I'm glad for that. (Puts back his Kimmunicator into his duffel bag) She's right, through. You better get back to your room.
Gio: You got it...Goodnight and goodbye, Ron...Sorry that you're leaving but...I respect your opinion.
Ron: Thanks, Gio. I am gonna miss you, man, but this is for the best. Thanks for everything. (Holds out hand)
Gio (smiles, and shakes his hand): No problem, Ron. Well, I'm off to bed. Goodnight...(leaves and walks back to my room) He fell for it!
(The scene cuts to even later that night, outside the main building where Sensei lives and sleeps, near a window is a pair of black-clad boys, Gio and Fukushima, ready to sneak in and steal the Lotus Blade.)
Gio: Fukushima, it's go time...(smirks) Follow my lead. And remember our plan B...if anyone comes in and sees what's going on, you tie my hands and feet up, and make it look like a hostage situation. (Points to sack he's holding) I got my white gi in here to hide my ninja wear should plan B must be used.
Fukushima: (Nods) You got it. Sly as a fox, smooth like a lizard, and steady like a turtle...
Gio (monkey-climbs up the side of the exhibit building): Follow me...(looks down through glass roof) Now, to cut a hole...(pulls out glass cutter) Father got me this for my 10th birthday...(carefully cuts a hole in the roof)
Fukushima: Nice. You want to go first? (Holds up spool of rope)
Gio: Yes Fukushima. I must make sure the area is clear...(ties one end of the rope to the nearby exhausting pipe and lowers myself in) Fukushima, wait outside! I'll unlock the door and let you in. (sneaks over to front door and unlocks it) Come on! (opens door) It's go time!
Fukushima: (Whispers) Yep. Remember the story about Sensei and that guy? I apologize, but we have to be quiet.
Gio: Yes, I do. Don't worry, no one will ever find out. (closes front door) Now, let's find this Lotus Blade...(walks through the rest of the exhibit room)
Fukushima: (Blinks slowly as he looks around carefully, following Gio) I swear there are traps...(Freezes as he sees something peculiar in the dim shadows, throwing a arm to block Gio as he passed him swiftly before stopping at once) Hold on...(Grabs a mini smoking roller out of the sack, and puts it before his feet, and rolls with a push; the smoke reveals a row of red beams.) Lotus Blade's up ahead...somewhere...
Gio: Oh snap...(carefully mauve around the beams) Perfect...(sees a display case in the center of the room) Is that it? (walks up to it) Yes, it's the Lotus Blade!
Fukushima: (Having sort of done a run, wall jump, and landing sort, now behind Gio) Brilliant. Wait. There has to be some kind of shield...Where is it? (Looks into sack, and pulls out a electronic shocker object) This should do the trick. (Moves it carefully against the display case, and sure enough, there's a shimmer of a shield. Fukushima turns it on, and the prongs of the object sparks into the shield, burning it out, and freeing the glass cage to be removed safely)
Gio: Oh, perfect...(opens case) Now, we got the sword! (grabs it) Hey, take a photo of me! (hands him his phone)
Fukushima: Proof for your father, eh? Smart. (Clicks and takes the picture, and without a flash, thankfully)
Gio: Perfect. Now, let's flee before we get caught!
(Suddenly, footsteps could be heard outside the doors...)
Gio: Uh-oh...
Fukushima: (Grabs some feet of rope and Gio's white gi out of the sack; harsh whisper) Let's hurry!
Gio (gets white gi on) there we go..(gets white pants on) Now, tie up my hands and feet!
Fukushima: (Ties Gio up swiftly and firmly, not too tight as to block the bloodstream) That's it!
Gio: Perfect...
(The door opens and Yori enters, wearing a black ninja outfit...)
Yori: (Gasps) Fukushima?! Gio! Are you alright?!
Gio: Yori, help!
Fukushima: (Sees Yori step forward with a desperate look) Stop there, Yori or I will cut him. (Moves the Lotus Blade closer, not threateningly close, but still close for effect.)
Yori: (Exhales sharply) I should have known...You betrayed the school, Fukushima!
Fukushima: I have been waiting for my day to seize the Lotus Blade, and tonight, it's mine! Too bad the outsider here wasn't too careful when sneaking up on me, hoping to stop this for all. (Grabs Gio roughly by the shoulder)
Gio (Struggles): Put me down!
Yori: Don't touch him, betrayer! (Steps carefully, watching Fukushima's moods)
Gio (struggles even further)
Fukushima: Don't even think about it! You can't defeat me with your hands tied up!
Yori (Charges towards Fukushima)
Fukushima (whacks her on the head, knocking her unconscious)
Fukushima: (Checks her over) She's out, but should I use the knock-out spray on her? Don't wanna have her wake up in the sack on the way back to the lair...
Gio (nods and unties his hands with a trick): Here...(hands can of "Knock-Out" spray to Fukushima)
Fukushima: (Uses the knock-out spray on Yori) There. She will be out for several hours from the looks of it. We better get going before anything else happens.
Gio: Go ahead and get Yori to my father. I'll take the sword and catch up! (Puts Yori in the sack, and hands sack to Fukushima)
Fukushima: It's lucky she's small considering her age and height...See you in a while, Gio. Boss will be happy and proud...(Leaves carefully and swiftly through a window, disappearing into the darkness with the moon as his guide.)
Gio (grins): Now...This sword is all mine! (Grabs it and holds it up)
(Suddenly, steps were heard again through the door, and after a moment when it opened, Gio saw Sensei)
Sensei: Gio? The Lotus Blade? What have you done?!
Gio: Sensei?! It's not what it looks like! Honestly!
Sensei: (Strictly calm) I intently put traps around the Lotus Blade, and for you to pass them, it seems to me that you are stealing the sword. (Intense fury) Why?!
Gio: Uh...I was c-cleaning it!
Sensei: Only, I, am allowed to clean the Lotus Blade when needed. Students are forbidden to do so including yourself. Now, stop making excuses! Who are you?!
Gio (sighs): Alright...you asked for it! (Takes off white gi and pants, revealing black ninja outfit underneath) My name is Gio Fiske, not Fredrick!
Sensei: (Gasps in shock) The son of Monkey Fist aka Monty Fiske...I was blind...I should have seen the signs...(Moves into Kung Fu postition) You're expelled from this school, Gio Fiske. Drop the sword, and leave or I'll have to fight you to stop this.
Gio: Never! I'll never drop it! And I haven't hurt you, so under the Kung Fu rules, you can't hurt me! Father told me to get this sword to him! And as he's my master, I must obey him! And nothing will stop me!
Sensei: (Closes eyes in grief and weariness with a heavy sigh before opening them to see Gio still determined) What about your mother? What do you think she would feel about this?
Gio (pulls out regular katana, and walks up to Sensei, looking him straight in his face): MY MOM'S DEAD! (rushes out of the window, fleeing the school grounds)
(The scene cuts to the volcano lair where Fukushima is tying an unconscious/knocked out Yori up with Monkey Fist watching/thinking)
Monkey Fist: Are you sure Gio is on his way?
Fukushima: Positive, sir. He's determined to get the Lotus Blade to you no matter what.
Gio (Rushes in): I'm back, Father!
Monkey Fist: Gio! (Sees the Lotus Blade and laughs) You've done it! You did it, son! I am so proud of you!
Fukushima: (Grins a bit) I was getting a bit anxious...
Gio: Fukushima, thank you so much. You are dismissed. (bows) Thanks for working with us.
Fukushima: Of course. And you know, your skills aren't bad, they're rather incredible...I guess you couldn't go back there?
Gio: No...Sensei expelled me. Ugh...But I left my stuff in my room! Fukushima, as a final chore, can you get that stuff back, and bring it all here?
Fukushima: Absolutely, and I will call your father on cell in case if anything happens over there. I have a feeling that the Stoppable outsider would want to save little Yori here.