Back at the Mishima Estate, Jun and Kazuya were waiting at the gate watching Heihachi struggle with the luggage. His knuckles were onion white and his face was beetroot red. He had two suitcases gripped in both hands, and two more stuffed under both armpits.
"Move it," Kazuya said with frustration. He stood with his back leaning against the wall, his arms crossed.
"Why should I have to... carry all the luggage?" he heaved, his top lip quivering. "I'm an old man!"
"An old man who survived over a hundred Jacks exploding at once," Jun murmured, shaking her head. "Not to mention the time Kazuya flung you from a cliff!"
Kazuya grinned at this.
Reluctantly, they had all agreed to Jun's proposed vacation. Lee had offered his villa to them, and they would be staying there for a couple of weeks. He had been more than happy to offer it them. It seemed he really had been serious about wanting a real family. Either that or he just wanted to show it off. They would also be taking his car.
Heihachi huffed and puffed past his spectators, and heaved the luggage into the trunk of the car. Jun was sure she heard someone groan from this, but quickly forgot about it.
"Excellent!" Lee grinned through the driver's seat window, giving Heihachi a thumbs up. Heihachi had missed it, as he was now laid out on his back, possibly dead.
"Now we wait for Jin and Kuma..." Jun sighed, taking a glance up the street. The two of them had told her that they needed to sort a few things out before they left. Jun hoped, for their sake, they hadn't done a runner.
"Hopefully, they don't come back," Asuka spoke up. She was sat in the back of the car, her window wide open. "Well, I'm not sitting between them."
"Where's Lars?" Kazuya asked, all of a sudden.
"Oh, he's in the trunk," Heihachi spoke up, having survived the luggage carrying.
"What!?" Jun and Kazuya gasped at the same time.
They made their way over to the trunk and threw it open. They spotted a strand of Lars's gel sodden hair protruding out between two suitcases.
"Lars?" Jun said slowly. "What are you doing?"
His head shot up, knocking the suitcases to the side.
"Are we there, yet?" He groggily asked.
"What the hell are you doing in the trunk?" Kazuya asked in disgust.
"I'm awaiting our arrival."
"In the trunk?" Jun asked, helping him out.
"Is this not correct?" He asked confused. "You told me to get in the car."
"Not that part of the car..."
"What a fool," Kazuya sneered.
"Well, remember, he did hit his head that one time," Jun reminded her insane ex.
"Mother..."
Jun heard a familiar voice by the front of the car. She made her way over and noticed Jin looking shifty.
"Ah, you're back," she smiled.
She noticed the troubled look on her son's face and asked him what was wrong.
"Since I hate pretty much everyone in my family, I was wondering if I could bring someone else along."
"And who would that be?" Jun asked.
A young Chinese girl's face came into view from behind Jin's back. She grinned tooth fully, giving Jun the typical Asian schoolgirl hand sign.
"Ling?" She said. "I suppose it would be ok…"
"Yay!" Xiaoyu threw her hands up in delight.
She pushed past Jun, clasping hold of Jin's hand.
"Let's go, let's go!"
Once Jin had been dragged away, Jun noticed Kuma standing in his place.
"And where have you been?" Jun asked, giving him a suspicious look.
"Grrraaagghhh! (since I hate pretty much everyone in my family, I was wondering if I could bring someone else along)."
The wide eyed face of a gagged up Panda came into view from behind Kuma's back.
"Um," Jun stared deeply into the teary eyes of Panda, "sure!"
"Rar! (yay!)" He roared with delight as he scooped Panda up into his arms and stuffed her into the back seat of the car.
"Watch it!" Asuka cried out.
"Oh my God, Panda!" Jun heard Xiaoyu's distressed voice come from the car.
Jun placed her palms together in prayer. Speaking to herself, she said, "please,let us all come back from this trip alive."
And with that, she got into the back of the car.
Lee peered into the back seat with a smile.
"Did you all remember your swimwear?" He asked with a cheeky smirk.
"Oh, you dirty old man!" Xiao snorted, punching him square in the face.
"What about you, father?" Lee asked, while he checked his possible broken nose in the rear-view mirror.
"What are you blabbing about?" Heihachi huffed.
Lee snapped his eyes back to his father, ignoring the blood pouring from his nose. "You don't remember the time when…"
Heihachi's eyes widened at once.
"Let's go!" He cried out, stomping his foot on the accelerator where Lee's foot also was.
A howl of pain filled the air as the car sped forward on its way.