The next morning Dojo woke the monks up, much to their unhappiness. "Give me five minutes," Torie complained, throwing the blanket over her head.

"Give me five hours," Raimundo pleaded, mimicking Torie and throwing the blanket over his head. On Torie's side Kimiko was trying to wake up, but to no avail. Clay and Omi practically jumped out of their rooms, ready for the new day.

Omi reached into his robes and pulled out the Orb of Tornami, to which Clay replied, "I don't wanna know where that thing came from." Omi only smiled, walking up to Raimundo's room. He held up the orb, shouting its name and sending a cold shower towards Rai. It hit dead on, and the boy walked out, soaked from head to slippers. He didn't appear too happy with Omi, but was to busy trying to dry Ninja Fred.

Next was Kimiko, who also came out soaked and less than pleased. Her yellow and plum pajamas were plastered to her body, and she looked at Omi with pure loathing. "Omi, don't EVER do that again," the frustrated girl demanded, to which Omi shrugged.

"If you had gotten up…" the bald one said, dodging her lunge at him.

Omi then moved on to Torie's room, spraying it with icy water. Everyone heard a loud yowl, and Omi was forcefully taken into the room. "No! Down Holly, down. Bad kitty. Badkittybadkittybadkitty!" they heard Torie yell, and Omi was thrown out of the room. His pajamas were ripped, and he had many scratches and bite marks on him. Torie poked her head around the wall, a slight case of bed hair on her head, and smiled.

"Umm, whoops. Forgot to tell you guys about Holly, huh?" she asked, and everyone nodded numbly. She disappeared back into her room, emerging a few seconds later with a tabby cat. "This is Holly, my cat. Isn't she the cutest?" Torie gushed, and everyone had their doubts on that. Sure, the cat was cute, but one look at Omi said it was also deadly. The tabby was a light gray in color, with black stripes covering its body. It slightly resembled a tiger as it yawned, showing sharp teeth.

"She's adorable!" Kimiko squealed, walking up to Torie and patting Holly on the head. Then she noticed Torie's pajamas and rolled her eyes. "Do you always wear black and white?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest. Torie frowned, and then looked down at her outfit.

She had on fuzzy black slippers, with little white spots on them. Her pajama pants were white with black spots, and had a black drawstring. Her top was sleeveless, and white in color. She had on black, fingerless gloves that reached her shoulders, and obviously kept her arms warm. Her hair was in one long braid, and tied with a few white ribbons and a few black ones.

"What, I don't always wear black and white," she said defensively. Clay scratched his head.

"Well, partner, you wear black and white more than a zebra," he said, and Torie thought for a few minutes.

"Hmm, I guess I do. Never really realized it," the ebony haired girl said, shrugging. "Wait! I wear jeans, and they happen to be blue." They all rolled their eyes, and went outside to do some sparring. "Fine, just ignore my point of argument. See if I care," the young lady voiced nonchalantly, following the others outside.

The five lined up, wondering how to do this. "Umm, we could randomly pair up," Torie suggested, to which everyone shrugged. "Don't sound too enthusiastic about it or anything." So Torie and Raimundo paired up, Kimiko and Clay paired up, and Omi went away to the training course. After a few minutes of silence, Raimundo cleared his throat. Kimiko and Clay ignored him, continuing their training.

"So… I heard you and Kim talking last night and I was wondering, who were you talking about?" Raimundo braved, and Torie swept the ground by his feet so he fell.

"Wait, you were spying on us?" she asked, her face turning bright red. She pointed an accusatory finger at him, and he smiled. He placed his feet on her stomach, throwing her over his head while continuing to talk.

"Well duh, you kinda asked to be spied on. Please, you couldn't have expected me to not spy."

"Well if you're cool enough to spy on us, I'm sure you can figure it out on your own," Torie replied, grabbing his elbows and throwing him over her head. He rolled a little bit, standing back up and facing her. Wanting to know what she wasn't telling him, he took a random guess.

"You were talking about me, duh. It's so obvious," he said, even though he had just said the first name that came to mind. When she paled, he realized he had struck gold. "So, want to go for a walk in the garden later tonight?" Rai asked, jumping up and trying to use the force of gravity for a good kick. Torie jumped out of the way, using the force to lurch back at him and knock him to the ground.

"Sure," she replied, placing her foot on his chest. "By the way, try not to ask someone out while attacking them. It gives them a chance to win." She offered her hand to him, which he gladly accepted, getting pulled from the ground.