I do not own any of the characters except for Arabella.
~Arabella's POV~
Jack and I were in the middle of sparring playfully, with the others watching, when Rudy entered the dojo. "Sorry I'm late, everyone, but I've g big news." He announced, "I've been studying acting. At the even you can act out even I can act." He said proudly. "My teacher is Dan lament, Former star of "beach patrol."
"I loved "beach patrol." Eddie said, "They had loretta the talking dolphin."
"That dolphin's all attitude." Kim said. "Talk to the fin 'cause the blowhole ain't listening."
"Dan lamont's class is very exclusive." Rudy said while putting on his gi, "You have to go through an incredibly rigorous selection process."
"By "rigorous" you mean the free lesson coupon. Stuck under your windshield wiper?" Jack asked sarcastically.
"For your information, Dan himself told me. He thinks I have real talent." Rudy countered with a smug smile, "Here, let me show you guys an exercise we learned today in class. It's called improv."
"Wow, I wonder how he could up with that..." I said sarcastically.
"Improv?" Eddie asked, equally unimpressed.
"That's right. No script, no problem. Just me alone, pulling it out of my own brain." Rudy bragged.
"You'll be pulling it out of somewhere." Kim said quietly.
"Jack, be my scene partner." Rudy looked at Jack.
"Not gonna happen, Rudy. Acting is really not my thing." Jack said with his arms crossed.
"Don't worry. Just let my talent drive the train." Rudy said arrogantly, earning a deadpanned look from Jack. "Okay, here's The Scene. We're in a..." He said thoughtfully before running over to stand behind some mats, "We're in a minimart. And you're the clerk and I'm..." He stopped himself and ran over to place a bucket on his head, "The king of France."
I cringed at Rudy's terrible accent. "Dude, just stop, it terrible." I grimaced as Rudy laughed weirdly while walking over to Jack.
"Would you care for a candy bar? They're king-sized." Jack joked, earning laughs from us.
"Oui oui." Rudy said.
"Sorry, you can't do that here. Bathroom's broken." Jack said and this time I actually smiled. Rudy looked at the laughing teenagers, a little bummed that Jack was stealing his game. "If you have to go wee wee, You gotta hold it till you get back to your own throne."
Rudy tried closing the act but the gang kept laughing. "I said and scene," Rudy repeated but now everyone but himself was laughing. "That means the scene is over!" Rudy exclaimed. "They didn't even do an accent! It's not funny if you don't do an accent!" Rudy whined as we continued laughing.
Don't you get all tough with me, I'm saying won't you come kick it with me? and we can have a ball,
run up the wall, this is how we do, and no matter how much, I chop and punch, it's not as cool as kickin' it with you.
Here we go, let's start the party, chop it up
like it's karate.
everybody, don't you get all tough with me, I'm saying won't you come kick it with me? and we can have a ball, run up the wall, this is how we do, and no matter how much I chop and punch, it's not as cool as kickin' it with you.
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"Come on Belle! Please? I'm almost done perfecting it," Jack begged as we walked to the dojo. Well, more like he dragged me to the dojo. He wants to show me this new bow staff routine.
"Fine," I gave in. "But only because I know you're gonna drag me there anyway." Jack smirked, continuing to drag me to the dojo where cameras and lights were set. "What's happening in here?" I asked no one in particular.
"Bella, I'm very busy working on my acting career. This is what they call in the biz having my headshot." Rudy stated proudly, still in some weird pose.
"Is it cool if I worked out? I'm really close to nailing a new bo staff routine and I wanna show Belle," Jack requested.
"Fine. If you insist on doing karate in this dojo, Do it over there." Rudy pointed to a small corner of the mat. Jack and I rolled our eyes as Jack grabbed a bow staff and I sat on a nearby bench to watch. "All right, Lou, Once we start, I want you to capture the many moods. Of the man I like to call rud-ay." Rudy told the camera man. Rudy turned on some music as Jack started his routine. It was going great until Jack swung the bow staff a little too much making him loose his grip. The bow staff flew right into the camera, probably breaking it.
"Jack, what did you do? I was in the middle of the forbidden pose." Rudy exclaimed.
"I'll tell you what he did. He threw his stick at my camera and broke it." the camera man, I'm assuming is Lou, answered. "You are gonna get a bill from me, Rudy."
"I'm sorry. It was an accident." Jack apologized.
"And I'll let you in on a little secret. The forbidden pose is forbidden for a reason!" Lou snapped before storming out of the dojo.
"Jack, next time, don't swing it as much. It'll reduce the risk of the bow staff from flying out of your hands. Other than that, your routine was perfect," I praised to which he weakly smiled at. I know he's feeling guilty right now.
"I can't believe this! Why would you do that?!" Rudy demanded.
"I- the bow staff just flew out of my hands," Jack excused.
"It's not his fault Rudy! Jack was doing what he's supposed to be doing in a dojo! Karate! Not modeling if you can even call it that!" I berated.
"Rudy!" I heard Jerry sing as he walked into the dojo. He was wearing a suit and a bluetooth making me tilt my head in confusion. "Guess who's manager got their super star an audition?"
"What's the part? I will do anything, even swimsuit work if it's tasteful. Who am I kidding? It doesn't have to be tasteful." Rudy said excitedly.
"You're auditioning to be Pomegranate Man. He's a cape wearing fruit, but with attitude," Jerry explained.
"That I can play," Rudy agreed excitedly.
"You're gonna kill it," I assured.
"I hope you get it, man," Jack added, patting Rudy's back.
"Thanks Jack, Bella," Rudy thanked.
"Yo, Pomegranate Man has to know martial arts so I convinced the director to come here tomorrow to show him what you can do," Jerry told Rudy.
"This is all happening so fast," Rudy gasped.
"Man's a star," Jerry smirked.
"In Universe Fantasy, maybe," I scoffed as I watched the over the moon Rudy go on and on about how fast his 'career' is going.
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Rudy said looking at himself through the mirror, "I AM Pomegranate Man" he repeated, changing his emphasis slightly. "I am Pomegranate MAN!"
"Rudy, you've gotta calm down." Jack interrupted him.
"Seriously. It's giving me a headache," I groaned, rubbing my temples.
"I can't calm down! There's so many ways to say things!" Rudy protested.
"Look, you can't freak out. This is a huge opportunity! If you need us, we'll be right next to you. K?" Jack promised.
"You're gonna love this guy. Rudy, this is Terrance, your director," Jerry said as he entered the dojo with the audition people and director. I followed Jack and Rudy towards Terrance, standing beside Jack and Jack having his arm around my waist. "And this is Jack and Bella."
"Sup man," Jack shook Terrance's hand.
"Nice to meet you sir," I shook his hand next.
"What's up Jack? Nice to you too Bella. So, Rudy, you ready for this?" Terrance asked.
"I was born Rudy!" Rudy nodded. "Uh ready," he quickly corrected.
"Ok, this is Pomegranate Pow," Terrance showed us a red drink. "It's a healthy drink that helps kids perform at their best. So, take a drink from the bottle then say, 'Now I'm ready to take on the midday drowsies'. And then show me your best karate moves."
"Let's do this," Rudy smiled, taking the drink. We all sat down on the leather bench setup in front of the mat. Unfortunately, the bench wasn't big enough to fit everyone, so some had to stand.
"And action," Terrance lazily said.
"I'm sorry, what do you need me to do?" Rudy asked nervously and I let out a sigh, realising the disaster that was coming.
"Show them what you can do Rudy." Jerry looked at him pointedly as Terry rubbed his forehead in annoyance.
"Oh no no no no no. I got this. Uh uh," Rudy stuttered. He sipped the drink like he was told to. "Now I'm ready to take on the midday drowsies," he recited throwing the drink at Jack and I making our hands collide as we caught it. Wow, he doesn't have to throw the drink at us like that.
"Geez, careful Rudy!" I said to him as I hand the drink to Jack.
"Great work, we'll be in touch," Terrance nodded before getting up to leave.
"Wait, wait," Jack shot up out of his seat in front of Terrance, me following.
"He's got so much more," I assured.
"So much more," Jack backed me up.
"Believe us," I nodded before rushing over to Rudy. "Rudy! Do that move you invented. The Scissor Roll Out Dragon Tail Kick. That'll shut him up."
"He did it so fast, you couldn't even see it." Jerry said awkwardly when Rudy just stood there. "He did it so fast you couldn't even see it."
"Jack I can't remember the move." Rudy said panicky.
"Rudy, it's so simple." Jack said stepping up to the middle of the mat. "Now I'm ready to take on the midday drowsies" Jack said dramatically before performing a really impressive routine.
Rudy prepared himself to do the same when Terry stopped him. "Stop! Audition is over." he said standing up, "Jack, you got the part."
"What?" Jack and Rudy exclaimed in unison.
"You were sensational. I will see you on set Pomegranate Man." Terry shook the confused boys hand before walking out, leaving a shocked Rudy and Jack.
"Oh Rudy babe." Jerry said placing an arm over his shoulder in comfort, "The director is an idiot. You are perfect for this role." he comforted before turning around to place an arm over the other boy, "Jack babe, that director is a genius. You are perfect for this role."
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Jack, Jerry, and I reentered the main dojo space from the locker room to see it pitch black. "Why are the lights off in here?" Jack asked. Once we stepped into the room the lights flipped on and the sound of slow clapping was heard. Rudy was looking at Jack with fake adoration as he continued to slow clap.
"Bravo. Look who just walked in. If it isn't Hollywood's new "it" boy."
"Rudy, why are you sitting alone in the dark?" Jack asked him.
"Don't ask him that"
"It's only dark because you turned off my star." Rudy accused him, "Was it burning a little to bright for you?"
"Rudy I was trying to help you." Jack explained, a little offended by the accusations.
"How? By stealing my career?" Rudy asked sarcastically.
"What career? I have had zits that lasted longer than your career." Jack snapped at him.
"Zits, that is fresh and funny." Jerry laughed.
"Shut it Jerry. You are making it worse!" I said.
"Yeah, stop sucking up Jerry." Rudy told him, "Yesterday you told me I was fresh and funny."
"Yesterday Rudy, yesterday." Jerry said, placing an arm over Jack's shoulder to lead him away.
"You always have to be the star Jack." Rudy said stopping them in their tracks, "That is why you sabotaged my improve exercise, ruined my photoshoot and took the role that I was born to play. Pomegranate Guy."
"Man." I corrected him, pinching the bridge of my nose when I saw Jack's incredulous expression.
"Man." Rudy repeated.
"Rudy, I don't even wanna be in that dumb commercial." Jack said dismissively starting to walk away.
"Good. Because I forbid you form taking it," Rudy spoke smugly.
"Excuse me? You know what? Now I'm gonna do that commercial. And if you have a problem with it, talk to my people! Come on Bella!" Jack angrily walked out of the dojo. I sighed, but followed anyway.
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Jack, Jerry, and I were on the set of the Pomegranate Pow commercial. The set was pretty cool and the staff and crew were nice. They even made me my own director's chair. Anyway, Jack was changing so I decided to snack on something from the snacking table. I found some soda and a cookie. Since I wasn't extremely hungry, it was perfect. "What d'you think?" I heard Jack ask as I sipped my soda. I looked up, spitting out my soda in shock. Luckily, he dodged the spray line. He was wearing a tight suit with stuffed muscles.
"That's what you have to wear?" I asked, laughing a little.
"Hey. It's better than what whoever is playing the drowsies will have to wear. They have to wear a cloud hat and a cloud tutu," Jack told me.
"No one is considered lucky in that costume," I told him. He glared at me shortly before taking a bite of my cookie. "Hey! Don't eat my cookie!" He obnoxiously chewed to tease me. I scoffed at him, "You just love to annoy me don't you?"
"Maybe..." Jack replied as I poke the costume in question with interest. "You do look ridiculous in it but cool at the same time." Jack give me a look, "What? I'm complimenting you."
"I know, geez." Jack said. "Come on. Let's go find Jerry," Jack beckoned for me to follow him. "Oh, there he is!" Jack pointed at the snack table to see Jerry picking through some donut holes. "Hey Jerry. We've gotta get to set," Jack told him.
"How do you feel, Jack?" Jerry asked as we made our way to the set.
"I feel like a guy this ripped shouldn't have to come here sitting in your bike basket," Jack replied.
"I was lucky enough to find a golf cart," I sang teasingly.
" All right...Let's go over the concept." Terry said, interrupting their conversation, "The whole city is being brought down by a big dark cloud called the 'Midday drowsies."
"Right, then I fly in and defeat the drowsies with my signature pomegranate pow." Jack finished
"Okay, now it's time for you to meet your mortal enemy..." Terrance told Jack. "The drowsies."
"Hello, pomegranate guy." Rudy greeted.
"Man," Jerry corrected.
"Man," Rudy repeated, not breaking the glare he held on Jack.
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"I can't believe your the drowsies!" Jack said in disbelief as the two got wired, ready to make even bigger fools out of themselves.
"Don't be afraid, Jack. I'll try not to overshadow you." Rudy sad sarcastically while adjusting his could skirt.
"Kind of hard to be afraid of someone wearing a cloud tutu." Jack snapped back at him.
"It's called wardrobe, and I look amazing." Rudy sassed back. "Wait, are you wearing makeup?"
"Yeah, I'm the star of the commercial. Of course I'm wearing makeup." Jack nodded cockily.
"I didn't get any makeup!" Rudy whined.
"That's because half of your face is covered by your cloud afro!" I deadpanned.
"Alright! Let's do this! Bring 'em up!" Terrance ordered as I took a seat in my custom director's chair.
"I want makeup!" Rudy complained as he was brought up into the air by his harness and cables.
"Pomegranate Pow, take 1!" Terrance announced, snapping the clapboard. Jack came 'flying' into the frame with a confident expression.
"Wake up, tired people. I am pomegranate man, Here to bring pomegranate pow to the entire city." Jack recited.
"Cut! Cut! Cut!" Rudy called making everyone groan. "Who was that? Ring ring. Who is it? Oh, it's Jack phoning it in."
"Okay, nobody directs anybody on this set but me!" Terrance announced.
"You're right, t-bone. Jump on in here. Try to get a performance out of him, cause he's giving me nothing!" Rudy said loudly.
"Back to one, everybody.!" Terrance yelled.
"Back to one, everybody!" Rudy repeated.
"Rudy! Stop copying the director, it was getting frustrating!"
Rudy scoffed at me with an angry expression on his face.
"Oh you want to be angry I will show you angry! ¡Te juro que es sólo un estúpido anuncio por el que estás enfadado! ¡Estoy muy molesto por esto sólo seguir adelante!" I broke into Spanish. (I swear this is just a stupid commercial that you are angry about! I am very annoyed by this just move on!)
"Thank you," Terrance sighed. "And action."
"Wake up, tired people. I am pomegranate man, Here to bring pomegranate pow to the entire city!" Jack repeated himself.
"Cue music!" Terrance directed. "And battle scene!" The boys fake fought for a couple seconds. "And Pomegranate Pow!" Terrance yelled. Jack kicked Rudy away, getting into an upright position again.
"Get Pomegranate Pow and say goodbye to the drowsies," Jack said, posing. Rudy swung back making me roll my eyes. "What're you doing? You're not supposed to come back," Jack murmured discreetly.
"Well, maybe getting rid of the drowsies isn't as easy as you thought Pomegranate Man!" Rudy shot back before pushing Jack backwards.
"Jack!" I squealed. They began to actually fight, destroying the set. The only reason they stopped was because Rudy's cable snapped. Jack hurriedly picked him up, making sure he didn't fall.
"Jack! You saved me!" Rudy exclaimed.
"Of course, I'd never let you fall," Jack scoffed.
"Guys! Jack's cable isn't strong enough to hold the both of you!" Terrance yelled.
"Jack! Let Rudy go! You've got more yearning years ahead of you! Just let him go!" Jerry yelled.
"Yeah! He deserves it! Besides, it's only 10 feet! The worst that could happen is a broken bone and a concussion!" I agreed.
"Jack, let me go," Rudy agreed weakly. "It's the only way you can save yourself."
"I'm not gonna do that!" Jack insisted.
"It's ok. I've lived. I've seen things. Things like Canada and a cow with a birthmark shaped like another cow," Rudy continued.
"Forget it Rudy, I'm not letting go!" Jack shook his head.
"Jack I insist you let me go," Rudy pressed.
"Ok, if that's how you want it," Jack agreed.
"What?!" Rudy yelled as Jack set him down on the lift right below them. "Jack, Jack I'm sorry. I was being a jerk. Dude you saved my life!"
"You know I only did this commercial because you said I couldn't," Jack shrugged.
"I had no right to do that. And now that I've had a taste of this acting thing, I think I'm through with it," Rudy admitted.
"It's not as glamorous as it seems," Jack agreed. "Between you and me, I'm sporting a major harness wedgie."
"Look what you two have done! Oh you've ruined my commercial! YOU'RE FIRED!" Terrance yelled. The boys started walking away. Well, that was a stressful experience that was.
kickin' it with you!
"Milton it's only a D," Kim reasoned. We were all in the dojo talking about Milton's first bad grade in Home EC or any subject. His straight A record was ruined because of a D he got for failing to make a cake.
"This is a feeling I've never experienced before," Milton sighed, taking a seat on the bench. "But you know what? I did my best. And that's all anybody can ask. Milton Krupnick can't bake a cake! So what? Get over it world!"
"There you go Milton! That's the spirit," I cheered.
"So you're gonna stop obsessing about your grades and start having more fun?" Kim asked hopefully.
"Sure am," Milton agreed. "Jerry, what d'you do for fun?"
"Ha. You asked the right guy. K. So what you do is take a mannequin right? You put her in a shopping cart and you roll her down to the beach! Then you take a piece of bologna and wrap it around her head and watch the seagulls dive bomb her skull!" Jerry explained. "What d'you think?"
"I think I'm gonna go and study at the library," Milton decided about to leave.
"Oh ho no you don't honey. Get in the golf cart. We're goin' to the beach," I told everyone. By the end of the day we were all eating snow cones as we watched the mannequin die.
kickin' it with you!