The four men eventually reached a clearing where they could set up camp. The area was next to a lake, which was rather convenient for them.

"Let's set up first before we gather wood for a fire," Heihachi announced as he removed his backpack. Then he sat on top of his pack, taking in breaths as he tried to gather energy.

Setting his bag down, Kazuya pulled out several poles that he would connect to make a tent. He ended up pulling out several long pieces of cloth from his backpack along with a small instruction booklet.

Lee set his bag down and began rifling through its contents.

Heihachi opened his bag and began pulling out a tent with hinge and lock poles to hold it upright. In several quick pulls and tugs, his tent was standing, ready for use. Kazuya scowled fiercely. The eldest Mishima then pulled out a plastic material and unfolded it. He attached a small device to it, and proceeded to repeatedly press on the device with his foot.

With wide eyes, Kazuya and Lee realized that their father had brought an air mattress with a pump. The two brothers looked at each other.

"How the hell did you carry all of that without breaking your bones, old man?" Kazuya demanded.

"I packed light," Heihachi responded.

"You packed light?" Lee echoed.

Kazuya's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "You did pack clothes, right? Because if all you brought to wear on this camping trip are those ridiculous diapers, I'm going back right now."

Heihachi glared at his son. "I brought clothes, Kazuya. And they're not-"

"Good," Lee added. "The last thing we need right now is to see you in a diaper..."

"It's not a diaper."

Lee and Kazuya merely ignored their father while Jin proceeded to set up a clothesline between trees. Kazuya studied the instruction manual some more, occasionally looking at the poles he held in his hands.

"How the hell is someone supposed to build a tent with these supplies?" he muttered.

Lee continued to rifle through his bag. He then began to frantically rifle through his bag. Kazuya glanced at him.

"Are you looking for something?" Kazuya looked at Lee with an odd expression.

Lee frowned. "I think I forgot my tent."

"You what?" Jin stared at Lee.

"I forgot my tent," Lee said.

Jin sighed while Heihachi shook his head. Kazuya chuckled.

"Your loss, then," Kazuya responded.

"Your tent's big enough for two," Lee commented thoughtfully. He remembered seeing Kazuya buy it the week before this excursion.

"No," Kazuya replied. As if he'd ever share a tent with Lee. Let alone his own father. Even his own son.

"Why not?" Lee retorted. "I can't sleep out here."

"You have a sleeping bag," Kazuya argued.

"So do you!" Lee countered.

"But he'll be using it inside the tent," Jin piped up.

Kazuya shot his son a look. "Thank you, Jin, for stating the obvious..."

Jin smiled. "No problem."

Kazuya arched a brow, then turned to the frowning Lee. "We are not sharing the same tent." At Lee's open mouth protest, Kazuya continued, "There are several things men just do not do...and sharing a tent is one of them."

"Kazuya, for crying out loud!" Lee exclaimed. "You expect me to share with Father? You never know how reliable those diapers really are..."

"Enough with the diaper jokes!" Heihachi bellowed from the inside of his tent, where he was setting up cheetah print sheets and pillows.

"How the hell am I supposed to put this thing together?!" Kazuya growled, ready to nearly rip the instructions into tiny pieces.

"Did you bring your tent, Jin?" Lee asked, deciding on a different approach.

"Yup." Jin held up a folded cloth by its edges and tossed it in the air. It poofed out into a cozy single tent, softly landing on the ground.

Lee whistled. "Very innovative. I can see you didn't get that from your father..."

Kazuya glared at Lee, then at his son.

"Jin, why don't you stay in your father's tent, and I'll stay in yours?" Lee suggested.

"No offense, Uncle, but...No." Like he'd stay in the same tent as his father.

Lee sighed. "It was worth a shot..."

Kazuya angrily tossed the pieces aside. "Jin! Set up my tent!"

"What?!" Jin exclaimed. "That's your tent, you set it up!"

"I just told you to do it," Kazuya said.

"Why me?"

"Because you're not doing anything, anyway," Kazuya pointed out.

Jin's eyes rounded. Even though it was true, he was still going to debate. "Why doesn't Uncle Lee set it up?"

Kazuya glanced at his brother then at his son. "Because if he sets it up, then he'll say he has the right to sleep in it. I want you to fix it."

"But why me?"

"Because I said so," Kazuya responded. "I'm going to get some firewood."

"For what?" Lee asked.

"For heating up food and keeping us warm," Kazuya replied as if speaking to a dimwit.

Lee shook his head. "Why? I have a gas operated mini stove and heater in my backpack."

Jin and Kazuya stared in shock.

"Then why the hell do you need to sleep in a tent?" Kazuya demanded after the shock wore off. "The point of sleeping in a tent is so you stay warm!"

"I don't want any animals crawling on me or making their marks on me," Lee stated.

Silence.

Kazuya picked up two pine cones, tossing one to Jin. Kazuya made the first pitch and Jin followed. Then, out of nowhere, another cone hit Lee on the side of the head. It appeared to have been coming from Heihachi's direction.