I DO NOT OWN COBRA KAI OR BREAKING BAD. SHOUTOUT TO COMICSMERGER78.
Cobra Kai Dojo. Reseda, California. 2 days later.
Face front!" Johnny ordered and just like that everyone did as instructed, although Jesse thought that it was rather sloppy.
Unfortunately, Jesse made the mistake of trying to look like a new prized pupil and summoned the composure of what looks like a solider that's just 'at-tent hut' in front of their commanding officer. With a passive disciplined look that just stared blankly off into space as Jesse's eyes caught Sensei Lawerence walking around the room inspecting his possible new candidates for Cobra Kai.
Overall, the man didn't look impressed…at all. He made his way over to Jesse who stood out with his statue looking form tall and uptight with his hands behind his back, face forward, and not making eye contact with him. Johnny decided to test Pinkman a bit by attempting to break the facade he saw before his new student.
Jesse was overcasted by the shadow of his sensei standing right in front of him but refused to make eye contact as the man literally lived up to his namesake by slithering around him like a snake trapping their prey waiting for the right moment to strike. Luckily, Jesse had already been exposed to the rough nature of Sensei Lawerence, unlike the rest of the fresh meat in the room.
"You trying to be a kiss-ass, Pinkman!" Johnny suddenly yelled in Jesse's face. Jesse didn't even flinch, despite the face that the guy was literally in his face. Johnny waited for a response, but got none from the kid.
"What was that Pinkman? I didn't hear you!" He shouted again. Jesse saw this coming, but didn't break under the intimidation. The big had been through much worse than assholes like him.
"No." Jesse quietly said, barely above a whisper.
"Say that again Pinkman, only this time don't speak in pussy!" Johnny bellowed as Jesse's expression grew serious,
"No, Sensei!" He respond3: clear and loud for everyone in the dojo to hear. Johnny didn't respond as he was secretly impressed with how quickly Miguel's friend was getting with the program. He wouldn't admit it but the kid seemed like a badass to him.
"At ease, solider." Johnny mocked at his demeanor before moving on with his 'fresh meat' inspection. After all of that is said and done that's when Johnny decided to start training drills.
What followed was a series of jabs where the students got into a fighting stance followed by a bunch of "Hi-yah's!" while giving shitty pieces of advice to some of the outcasts and losers throughout the room and making some minor corrections to their stances in the process. Things keep going that way until Jesse noticed sensei set his sights on Eli, which was enough to cause a sinking feeling in his gut at what's coming next.
"Hey, lip. Yeah, I'm talking to you the one with the freaky lip. Who the hell else do you think I'm talking to?" Johnny lamented as Eli looked like he was about to cave in just by being put on the spotlight. Surprisingly, Dimitri come to his rescue.
"Excuse me, uh, Mr. Lawerence-" Dimitri began hesitantly.
"Sensei Lawerence!" Aisha corrected him as Dimitri just shrugged his eyebrows, not really caring about the difference in terminology or decorum.
"You really shouldn't make fun of someone's physical appearance." He advised as Jesse couldn't believe his ears. He noticed their Sensei shoot him an incredulous, yet amused look.
"Oh really, is that so kid? So you're saying I shouldn't point out his lip at all?" He asked, sarcasm thick in his tone.
"Well…yeah." Dimitri drawled out rather hesitantly.
"Maybe that's what they feed you in school, but in the real world, you can't expect people to do what they're supposed to do." Johnny explained, giving the kid a reality check. He then turned to Eli,
"You hear me, lip? If you can't take shit from someone hassling you, how are you gonna handle an elbow to the teeth?" He asked as Eli once again chooses to remain silent.
"By calling the police." Dimitri once again abruptly answered, speaking out of turn; causing Jesse to roll his eyes at the guy's response.
"Dude! Knock it off." Miguel tells his friend, clearly fed up with his shit as Dimitri just shrugged innocently,
"What? Come on, he does know that the Nazis lost the war, right? Why should I be scared of him, because he's got a snake on his wall? It's not like he's a teacher who can give us a bad grade, we're the ones paying him…ergo, he works for us, it's not like he can actually hurt us." He carelessly put out there for everyone to hear.
Jesse, who watched with the rest of the class can't help but feel that Dimitri has never played poker before, and the reason why is because the number one rule of the game is if you're gonna play the bluff card, you gotta be ready to have it called out.
Judging by the look on Sensei Lawerence's face as he approached the dumbass. Jesse can tell that he just committed suicide. Miguel, shares the same sentiment as Jesse can make out an, "Oh shit!" On the corners of his mouth.
As Johnny neared the smartass know-it-all, many of the nearby students nervously backed away from the two of them, until Johnny came to a stop nearly a few inches away from Dimitri.
"Are you done?" He asked.
"What?"
"Hit me." Johnny instructed. "You heard me, go ahead, hit me. Strike me right here." Pointing to his face. Dimitri hesitated for a moment before getting into a shitty fighting stance raising his fists and reeled back and threw a poorly aimed punch towards the sensei, that was easily caught and deflected.
"Seriously, you call that a punch, harder!" He told the loser. Dimitri repeated the action again, to no avail.
"Is that really all you got, princess?" Johnny asked as Dimitri, now looking agitated reeled back a little further and threw as powerful as a punch as he could at Sensei Lawrence, only to have Johnny use the momentum to his advantage and throw him over his shoulder and rolled over onto his back that hit the mat with a loud thud, and knelt down on Dimitri, pinning him to the mat with his own fist reeled back and clenched aimed at his face with a "Hiyah!" Not a moment later Johnny got off the kid, standing back up and looked to the rest of the class.
"Let that be a lesson to all of you." Johnny warned pointing his finger to everyone. Jesse can't help but pity Dimitri who groaned out in pain after just receiving an old fashioned asskicking. The rest of the day went by like the wind, aside from a few other intimidation displays by the sensei.
West Valley High School. Encino, California. The next day.
The very next day in the morning at school Jesse met up with Miguel and Dimitri.
"What's up yo?" He asked casually as Miguel looked at Jesse with a disturbed look,
"Oh nothing, aside from the fact that Dimitri here decided to chicken out on going back to Cobra Kai!" He told him, sounding offended. Believe it or not, that was no surprise to Jesse, he saw that coming from a mile away.
"Wow, took a little longer than I thought. Hell, I am surprised that this guy didn't just up and leave after what went down, yesterday." Jesse casually commented nudging Dimitri on the shoulder. Dimitri shot Jesse a unamused chuckle,
"Thank you, Mr. Negativity, I just am choosing not to put myself as the center of humiliation with that guy, that's all." He said.
"Yeah, but you can't quit." Miguel encouraged.
"I got yelled at, got my ass kicked, and then gave him my money. Do you know who lives like that: hookers." Dimitri reiterated as Jesse chuckled under his breath,
"Actually, it's more like runners and dealers that get burned on a deal gone bad then lose the goods and their scratch, yo. Speaking from experience, you had it ease compared to the harsh shit that goes down on the streets." He corrected. That's when Jesse noticed the odd looks that both Dimitri and Miguel throw him.
"What?" He asked innocently as Miguel shook his head, getting back to the point.
"Yeah…well Jesse's right, I mean he's not that bad of a guy, come on just give him another chance?You don't know him like I do." Miguel pleaded while Dimitri just scoffed,
"That right there is hooker talk my friend, besides I don't need to be a karate expert when I got you two." He replied, Gesturing to Miguel and Jesse.
"Correction, when you got him! Not me, yo!" Jesse pointed out. "I ain't no bodyguard or babysitter either. You fight your own damn battles, because believe this shit or not, Sensei was right about what goes down in reality, yo. Again, speaking from experience, you ain't got no one to rely on to fight for you in the gutter, it's survival or the fittest, fight or die, can't count on no one but your own ass in the end, so you might wanna start growing some balls and man up, cause at this rate the real world will chew your ass up and shit you out in no time." Jesse snapped with an amused smirk, giving Dimitri a rough slap on the back. This earns Jesse a patronizing glare from Dimitri who looks offended.
"Has anyone ever told you that, you are the worst motivational speaker there is." Dimitri snidely remarked while Jesse raised his hands innocently,
"I prefer the term 'realist', yo. Hear whatcha want, don't come crying to me later on." Jesse replied as the trio came across the familiar, yet brutally bruised face of king asshole/bully, Kyler Park; Who was merely a few feet away from them, coming down the stairs. The moment his eyes made contact with Miguel and Jesse; who gave the punk a menacing glare, Kyler turned the other way and out of their sight, with a glint of fear in his eyes.
"See, no one's gonna mess with you guys, anymore." Dimitri pointed out, trying to prove his logic.
"Oh, I'll say one thing, he better not get any wise ideas about fucking with me anymore, or I swear after I learn a little Cobra Kai, I'll make the ass kicking Miguel gave him look like amateur hour compared to what I got in store for that pussy after I'm done fucking his ass up!" Jesse seethed through his teeth lowly and with hostile rage behind his eyes. After Jeese's rage subsides he notices the wary look Dimitri is giving him.
"OK…and here I was thinking he was about to go psycho on us." He said to Miguel.
Soon enough the bell rang and class began. Miguel, Dimitri, and Jesse took their assigned seats at the lab tables. That's when Jesse saw Sam walking in and it wasn't until she sat down in her stool when he suddenly noticed a red sucker stuck to the back of her shoulder, the girls in the table right behind noticed this and began laughing at her. Sam peered over her shoulder to figure out what they were laughing at, and sawbthe source in the form of a Blow pop stuck to her shirt and rips it off, trying to play along.
"Thanks for the blow pop, guys. Really never gets old." Sam sarcastically replied to them. Miguel and Dimitri, who also caught wind of this watching from the table over along with Jesse watching unamused.
"It's because she gives blow jobs, get it? 'Blow pop', 'blow job'." Dimitri explained to Miguel and Jesse.
"Yeah, I get it. It's just a rumor." Miguel monotonly replied.
"Yeah, me too, I wasn't born yesterday, also if you say she gives blow jobs again, then I'll show you my version of a blow job, the one where I do the job of 'blowing' your head off with my fist here, comprendre?" Jesse warned as Dimitri's only response was a gulp.
The teacher announced that today they were dissecting pigs. He also made a second announcement about anyone willing to take Sam in since her partner wasn't there. After a minute of silence with no volunteers, Jesse's hand shot up.
"I'll take her." He offered, earning a sweet smile from Sam who gathered her stuff. Jesse shot a wink to Miguel from across the room as he meant to try his hand at being a wingman.
"Thanks Jesse." Sam said as she sat down next to him.
"It's cool, Miguel would have taken you, but he got stuck with Dimetri." Jesse remarked as he began preparing the fetal pig.
"I never got to thank you or Miguel for helping me with Kyler." Sam said as they started cutting.
"That bitch deserved it, but I do know a way you could repay Miguel: letting him take you on a date.." He offered with a grin.
"I dunno, it seems a bit quick after Kyler." She admitted with hesitance.
"Trust me Sam, Miguel is the bomb and he's like, a total gentleman; yo." Jesse insisted.
"I'll think about it, now let's dissect the pig." Sam relented as Jesse gave Miguel a thumbs up, certifying that he had an in.
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