Disclaimer: This story is based upon characters created by Bob Schooley and Mark McCorkle for Disney.
Dawn eagerly walked with her Mom into the gym. She had been taking martial arts lessons from either Nana or Gran, often both, for several years now. She was still sometimes amazed at how skilled they were at their age. She knew she had two of the coolest grandmothers any ten-year-old could have. Granny Ming was fun too, but she had never fought crime.
Dawn had heard that crime fighting was something of a family tradition going back to Jonathan Stoppable in the early twentieth century. Mom and Dad had done it, too. Dawn often asked when she would get a chance. People would always tell her, 'we'll see'.
"Hey, Gran, Nana," Dawn waved as she came into view.
Gran was wearing her usual green gi with her black belt. Gran had this fixation for the color green. She often said it was to match her glow, eyes and skin. Dawn always found that an odd statement because she didn't have green skin. Nobody did. Gran just had long white hair and pale skin. Mom and Nana usually laughed at that joke though, so Dawn just played along.
Nana was wearing her usual gi, which was red to match her graying hair, with her black belt.
Dawn's own gi was simply white with a green belt.
Nana was already sparring with Gran. It was fascinating to watch them fight. Dawn had even seen Gran practice with her glow, which was only on her hands. She didn't use it much because it was very dangerous.
Once the ladies stopped. They came over and greeted Dawn and her Mom.
"We're going to try something different today, Dawn," said Nana.
"What?" asked Dawn.
"Three way sparring."
"You think you're up to it?" asked Gran.
"Both of you?" Dawn said. "I'll get creamed."
"You can use your glow," said Nana.
"You guys always say that's cheating!" Dawn said to them all.
"If they say it's okay," said Mom, "It's okay."
"You wouldn't have a chance otherwise," said Gran with a gleam in her eye.
"Oh yeah?" said Dawn.
"You're only a green belt, and we're your teachers," said Nana.
"Want to bet ice cream?" Dawn challenged.
"Ooh, she's getting cocky, Kim," Gran said with a smile.
"Ice cream if you are the last one out," Nana nodded.
"Could you referee, Flo?" asked Gran.
"Sure, Mother."
Dawn and her teachers stepped onto the mat and stood in a triangle formation. For a moment they all eyed one another. Dawn knew she had to decide whom she would attack first. She had to have some idea who each of her two opponents would be attacking first, in order to make a decision with any chance of success. Of course, both of them had the same problem. Dawn was beginning to enjoy the challenge already.
"Go," Mom said simply after she stepped near the edge of the mat.
The three started to move around the mat in a circle, still deciding who to attack and when. Dawn decided to let Gran go first. She often did when she watched the ladies spar.
After a little more time, Gran was indeed the one to attack first. She stepped and tried to punch Nana.
Nana dodged and began a counter attack.
Dawn stepped up and punched Gran in the back. Just a spar punch, of course, not full strength.
"First point; Dawn," Mom smiled.
Gran brought an elbow back toward Dawn's face. For a moment, it looked like it would hurt. Dawn had to tilt her head to the side to avoid it.
"Think I forgot about you?" asked Gran sarcastically.
"'Course not," Dawn smiled as she stepped around toward Nana.
Nana had nearly hit Gran, but barely missed.
Dawn was beginning to think they were going easy. She gave Nana a literal kick in the butt, while Nana was leaning back to avoid another punch from Gran.
"Two points; Dawn," Mom had to be grinning by the tone in her voice. Usually, with the second point, she would win. Since the match was continuing the points obviously had to be against a person to mark them out.
Dawn was now convinced that her grandmothers were ignoring her. "Come on guys!"
The two women exchanged a look. Dawn was surprised to see them both throw a punch at her in unison. Practically as mirror images, their fists went together at her chest.
Dawn realized that her back was to the wall, literally. Out of options, she glowed. The twin fists passed through her and connected with the wall instead.
"No point." said Mom.
Dawn quickly leapt through her grandmothers' bodies and somersaulted back into a standing position on the other side.
Nana and Gran turned to face her together. Nana then punched Gran just above her ear without even looking.
"Point for Kim," said Mom. "You're out, Mother."
"That was low, Kimmie," said Gran.
"You should know," Nana snapped back with a smile.
Dawn then had to deal with only Nana. Dawn tried a high kick.
Nana blocked it.
She then tried a one-two punch.
Nana blocked both punches.
Dawn decided to stop playing offense and let Nana try for her.
They circled each other another moment, then Nana kicked low.
Dawn countered by blocking it with her leg.
Nana started looking thoughtful.
"Get her, Dawn," said Gran softly.
Nana then leaned in with another punch.
Dawn saw it coming. She ducked down and simultaneously counterpunched.
"Third point for Dawn!" Mom clapped.
"You lose, Kimmie!" cried Gran.
Nana sighed. "We're old, Sheela!"
"We owe someone some ice cream!" said Gran happily.
"I think this calls for an ice cream cake!" said Mom.
"She cheated, you know," said Nana with a smile.
"You said I could glow!" protested Dawn.
"Yes we did," Gran said proudly.
"You would have lost if you hadn't," said Mom.
"So it matters that I wasn't cheating," insisted Dawn.
"You got beat by a ten-year-old, Kimmie," Gran said softly as Dawn's grandmothers went off to change, "twice."
"Only once," protested Nana even lower.
They continued in whispers as they entered the changing room.
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