I was in a Kick mood after rewatching the show again. If anyone has any requests feel free to send them to me.
This is a what-if on Two Dates and a Funeral episode.
Disclaimer: I don't own any rights
Kim and Jack were already out on the mats stretching out. Jerry's Spanish singing wafted from the boys' locker room.
"Kim I need a huge favor," Milton asked as soon as he walked into the dojo. He set his bag down by his locker.
She lifted her head to give her friend her attention. Resting her hands on Jack's leg to maintain her lower back stretch, "What is it?"
"I was put in charge of the fundraiser for the marching band and they want to do a date auction."
Jerry strolled out from the back, "Yooo a date auction. That's smooth."
Kim rolled her eyes, "Okay, and what do you need me for?"
"We just need one more girl to volunteer and I want it to be you."
Jack's face scrunched and Kim broke her stretch, slightly taken aback by the request.
She chuckled in disbelief, "Me why?"
"You'd be the highlight of the event." Milton crossed in front of the bench to sit down to face them. "You're popular, athletic, smart, and arguably attractive. Guys would pay anything to go out on a date with you."
Kim bit her lip in thought. "You really think so?"
The nerd nodded his head. "Absolutely, you'd put us over the top."
"Ok, I'll do it."
Milton squealed doing a little dance. "Thank you, Kim, you're the best!"
"When is this auction happening Milton?" Jack asked through his teeth.
"Next Friday."
"Well," Jerry stretched his back, "Looks like I'll be saving up for a hot date on Friday."
Rudy exited his office and clapped his hands. "Alrighty guys line up and we'll get started.
"So tell me why you're going to auction again?" Jerry asked Jack as they made their way to the auditorium after school.
"Support for everyone."
"Hmhm...and it has nothing to do with Kim getting auctioned off to every available guy there."
Jack narrowed his eyes. "Since when do you notice things?"
"Almost never but we're talking about my best bro—he slapped him on the back—and my almost sister here."
Groaning, "Fine whatever."
The auditorium was packed with mostly guys. Each holding a paddle they retrieved from the front table. They spotted their other friend on the stage checking the sounds of the microphone.
"Yo Milton."
"What's up, Milton?"
"Hey, guys."
Jerry surveyed the scene, "Wicked turn out."
"Yeah, this is shaping up to be a hit for the marching band. By the way Jack, Kim is going to be up last."
"Oh come on! You too?"
Both Milton and Jerry shared a deadpan expression.
Jack sighed and held up both hands. "Look, guys, I just wanna make sure Kim doesn't end up with some asshole ok?"
"Hmmhmm."
Milton checked his watch. "It's about my cue, why don't you guys take a seat."
They two sat on the far edge of the stage. Jack slouched with his arms folded in. He planned on spacing out until it was Kim's turn. Jerry was free to bid to his heart's content.
"And that brings us to Kim Crawford. This black belt beauty is what you saved your lunch money for people." Milton announced, pushing the curtain aside for Kim to step out.
Multiple guys cheered and whistled at seeing her dress showcasing her long legs.
"I don't know if I can do this Milton. I mean it's kinda embarrassing and not really my—" The music interrupted her thoughts as she took the cue to walk the short runway they had set up.
The guys in front stood up to clap. Jack himself was mesmerized by her presence.
Milton cleared his throat when the music died off. "My aren't you a shy little thing." He drawled sarcastically. "Do I hear $50?"
Albert stood up, "You do, you do, you really do!"
Milton smiled, "Alright Albert, president of the mathletes. Do I hear $60?"
The guy right beside him raises his paddle confidently.
"Nicholas! Captain of the football team."
Kim smiled at her luck.
"Do I hear 70?"
Albert raised his paddle again, "70."
Jack hunched over his knees. His eyes darted back and forth between the jock and the nerd.
"80?"
The jock raised his paddle.
Milton took a step forward, "90?"
Albert stands up with his paddle. Kim grimaces slightly at the thought of having to go out with him.
"Do I hear $100?"
Nicholas stands this time and smirked. "100."
Albert pouts and thumps back down in his chair.
Milton was getting giddy. "$100 going once, going twice—"
"$200."
Everyone was so absorbed in the bidding match between the two in front that they were startled by the third voice behind them. Milton and Kim both turned to the side to see Jack up from his chair. His hands were nonchalantly in his pockets.
He winked at Kim when he noticed all the attention shifted to him.
"Jack Brewer our very own black belt hero with $200!" Milton exclaimed.
Nicholas snapped his paddle in half and the crowd was stunned.
"Going once, going twice, sold to Jack with a record-breaking $200!"
It was Jack's turn to smirk and Jerry shoved his shoulder in excitement. He held out his hand for Kim to come down the stage.
She was speechless. "Jack...I—Why did you do that?"
"Let's just say I wasn't happy thinking about another guy taking you out."
Kim bit her lip, "Are you saying you were jealous?"
He snorted, glancing down at his feet before meeting her eyes. "Yeah, I was. Do you wanna go out on a date with me?"
"I thought you'd never ask."