I do not own any of the characters except for Arabella.
~Arabella's POV~
Jack walked into the dojo and find us waiting for him with it was decorated.
"You're late." I said to him while giving him a look of disappointment.
"For what?" Jack put down his skateboard.
"For what? Rudy's suprise birthday party." Eddie answered.
"The one he've been planning for himself for two weeks. You know the one that I remind you to get him a gift." I told him.
"Surprise." We all weakly cheered.
"How did you know it was my birthday? Are you guys trying to kill me?" Rudy gasped as put on a birthday cake hat on his head. "You'd better not have brought gifts. But if you did, now would be the time to load me up."
Milton walked over to grab his gift from his locker and Jack ran after him. He forget get Rudy's gift, don't he. I sighed in disbelief.
"This is from Jerry, Eddie and me." Milton told Rudy, handing him the present.
"Oh, joke-a-day toilet paper. Get out." Rudy exclaimed. Jack came up behind me, I gave him a disagreement look on my face. "My cousin had this at his house. I literally laughed myself off the bowl. Thank you, guys. Now I don't want to turn this whole gift thing. Into a competition, But, Kim, Bella, it's time to top that gift." Kim and I rolled our eyes at Rudy comment, and to get our gifts to Rudy.
"Kim! Bella!" Jack called and running towards us. "Do you think I could get in on your...?"
"Forget it, Jack." Kim cut him off. "I've got a winner right here."
"Bella?" Jack pleaded.
"No, you forget." I told him, "Shame. On. You..."
"Unlike some people, I put a lot of thought into my gift. I hope you like it, Rudy." Kim said as she gave Rudy his gift.
I gave Rudy my gift, it was an envelope, Rudy grabbed it and then opened it, inside was a stack of money. "You gave me money." Rudy said disbelief. "Rudy, count how much it is." Rudy looked at me then pursuit count the money, his eyes widened in shock, "Whoa, that's a lot of money. Thanks Bella."
I snapped my fingers at him, "You're welcome."
"A signed picture of Bobby Wasabi, My hero, my idol, The man I patterned my life after?" Rudy gasped. "'to whom it may concern, Bobby Wasabi.." he read. "That's me. I'm whom. I'm concerned! All right, Jack. Rock my world."
Yeah, Jack." I taunted.
"I'm sure Rudy saved the best for last." Kim continued.
"Well, you know, I was thinking. Everyone knows how much you love Bobby Wasabi. And I asked myself. What could be better than a picture, right?" Jack bluffed.
"Only the man himself." Rudy laughed, but it ceased when he realized what it meant. "Wait a minute. Are you saying what I think you're saying? You found a way to get Bobby Wasabi to come down here. So I could meet him?"
"Yeah." Jack lied to his teeth.
"Wait, the founder of this dojo, An international movie star, Someone who hasn't been seen in public in 20 years. Is coming to see me?" Rudy asked excitedly. "I can't believe it."
"None of us can believe it, Jack." I said, grabbing on Jack's shoulder, and giving it a hard squeeze causing him to flinch.
"Let's get this party started." Milton said. He put on a blindfold over his eyes and grab a stick and started swinging it and looking for a piñata. "Whoa whoa!" He yelled as he swung, barely missing us all as we ducked. We chased him, trying to make him stop.
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.
Kim and I stood on the main stairs of the school, watching Jack walk away from his locker. "I cannot believe Bobby Wasabi was coming here to met him."
"I couldn't believe it either. Words just kept exploding out of me. It's like I had a case of liarrhea." Jack replied as Kim and I trailed behind him.
"He's never gonna show, Jack. And Rudy's gonna be crushed." Kim told him.
"Bobby could show. I mean my grandfather was his Sensei. I found his number and I left him a message." Jack shrugged, taking a seat in the seating area near the front stairs.
"This could be bad. Rudy was how disappointed. When he lost contest the 'Name the baby Panda' contest at the zoo?" I reminded Jack.
"Oh, I know. He put on his crying boots." Jack nodded. "I know what I said was wrong. But, I mean, who's crazy enough to believe. That Bobby Wasabi is actually coming to our dojo?"
"I can't believe Bobby Wasabi is actually coming to our dojo!" Jerry exclaimed as he ran downstairs.
"That's who."
"Look, Jack, bro, Since Bobby's coming for Rudy's birthday, We've decided to take advantage. Of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." Jerry told Jack, wrapping his arms around Eddie and Milton.
"We spent the whole night in Jerry's garage writing his comeback movie." Eddie shoved a packet of papers in front of Jack.
"Wow, you hear that, Jack?" Kim asked.
"Our friends spent all night in the garage. Writing a comeback movie for Bobby Wasabi." I continued as we guided him away from the boys.
"What's bad about that?" Jack asked walking back to the boys. "What if they wrote a really great movie?"
"Oh, it's better than great." Milton assured. "It's epic.
Bobby Wasabi is the biggest martial arts action star in history."
"But now he'll battle with the most diabolical force he's ever faced." Eddie nodded.
"It's half piranha, half octopus. Its—"
"Piranhapus!" The three boys exclaimed in unison.
"Eight arms." Jerry spoke, waving his arms around. "Nine mouths." They started biting obnoxiously. "And one bad attitude." He finished as the boys lined up walking around flailing their arms and biting obnoxiously. Wow way to go Jack.
kickin' it with you.
Kim, Jack, and I were walking to the dojo when we saw Milton, Eddie, and Jerry slapping each other. "Hey, guys, what are you doing? Stop. Get away. Come on." Jack exclaimed as he, Kim and I broke them apart. "What is going on?"
"This Bobby Wasabi movie is tearing us apart." Milton answered.
"Jack, this is crazy. Just tell them the truth." I told him.
"You're right." Jack sighed, walking back over to the fighting boys. "Guys, you remember how I said. That Bobby Wasabi was coming down to our dojo?"
"Yeah." They all murmured.
"Well, the truth is..." Jack trailed off as a chubby guy stole two of Jerry's falafel balls.
"Hey, beef meats, who do you think you are?" Jerry asked and the man slowly turned around flipping his hair dramatically before three a falafel ball and it landed perfectly on Jerry's fork.
"I am... Bobby Wasabi." The stranger said cockily, before walking into the dojo.
"Whoa." We all said in unison. He looked different when he was twice as big, he was a movie star, he was wearing a weird kimono.
"Guys, that was Bobby Wasabi!" I yelled in shock as we all rushed inside the dojo.
"Rudy, Rudy, your birthday present's here. It's Bobby Wasabi." Jack said excitedly pointing at Bobby. " You want to know why he's here? Because when I say I can deliver, what happens? Oh, that's right. I deliver." Jack said proudly then glared at me and Kim.
"That's a great joke." Rudy laughed. " You hire some big Betty to squeeze into a dress. And then wobble in here saying he's Bobby Wasabi." We all were wincing, cringing, and motioning for Rudy to stop talking. "It is hilarious."
"You don't think that I am Bobby Wasabi?" He raised his arms in defense mode.
"No, ma'am or sir, I do not." Rudy said surely.
"That is it. Hi-ya-ya-ya-ya-yah!" Bobby screeched getting into a fighting position. Bobby attacked Rudy, Rudy blocking Bobby's every punch. Rudy ended up chest palming Bobby making him fall back. "Ahh ahh!" Bobby screamed as he attacked Rudy. Rudy grabbed Bobby's arm flipping him over.
"Ooh!" We all cringed.
"Rudy, this is no joke. That's Bobby Wasabi. He's the real deal!" I exclaimed at pointing at him.
"Oh." Rudy said calmly bending down to touch Bobby. "Oh. Oh." He seemed to realize what he had done as he and us helped Bobby to his feet.
"Oh, Bobby, I'm sorry, Mr. Wasabi. Mr. Wasabi, I'm so sorry for the misunderstanding. Um, welcome to my dojo."
"This is not your dojo. This is my dojo. And you are fired." Bobby replied, flipping his hair before leaving.
kickin' it with you.
"Nice birthday present, Jack." Kim started sarcastically as the gang and I walked down the hallway.
"You got Rudy fired. Maybe next you can give him a balloon. And push him down the stairs." I sarcastically suggested.
"The worst part is the Bobby Wasabi comeback movie is dead." Milton sighed, taking a seat on the ledge at the bottom of the main stairs. " Say goodbye to my Hollywood dream."
"If the situation make it worst." I said incredulously, "Rudy got fired and you are mopping about your stupid movie."
"What's Rudy gonna do without a job?" Kim asked.
"He'll be fine. Guys like Rudy land on their feet." Jack shrugged, probably trying to convince himself more than anyone else.
"People like Rudy can crash and burn." I shook my head.
"I wouldn't be surprised if he's already found a better job." Jack countered.
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"Those brushes look a lot alike. What if I mix them up?" Rudy asked as we entered into Reptile World.
"You're not gonna mix them up. It's terribly obvious." Lonnie exclaimed. "This one is for the mouth. This one is... oh dear, it's mine. Oh. Oh, not again." Lonnie rushed out of the room, probably trying to find a toilet to puke into, as we all filled into the room.
"Hey guys. What are you doing here?" Rudy asked.
"We just came by to see how you're doing." Jack replied.
"Yeah, don't worry about me. I'm doing swell... Swell, I tell you." He almost sobbed before running out of the room.
"Guys, this is my fault." Jack admitted. "Rudy's a third-degree black belt, And now he's scrubbing turtle butt. Bobby Wasabi took away his job. And Bobby Wasabi is gonna give it back." Jack high-fives me before we discussed how this was gonna go down.
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We were all sitting behind the gate, waiting for Bobby Wasabi to answer the door. Eddie kept ringing the doorbell as we waited. "He's not answering." Eddie told us. "How do we know he's even in there?"
"Well, someone just ordered a truckload of pastrami." I pointed at the giant truck that pulled up.
"Hey, guys, I took three buses to get here." Jack pointed out.
"Milton." I whispered. "Try to slide through the bars." Milton gave me a thumb up as he slid past the bars with ease.
"So we're just gonna have to break in." Jack continued.
"Ha. Not happening, man." Jack laughed. " Guys like Wasabi. Have million-dollar in security systems. Dude, I'm talking lasers, Motion sensors, surveillance cameras. This thing's an impenetrable fortress. Bro, there's no way we're getting in here... What's up, Milton? ... Ever." Jerry ranted as we all walked into Bobby's house. We traveled in a huddled group, making me slightly uncomfortable.
"Uh-oh." Kim murmured looking at a 'Ninja Xing' sign. "That's not good."
"Oh, come on, it's just one of those. Gag signs you buy at the carwash." Jerry said dismissively, but he ate his own words in two seconds later then 4 ninjas jumped in front of us.
"Jerry, I don't think it's a gag." Milton squeaked. "Ninjas!" We all split up screaming. Jerry with Milton, Kim with Eddie, and Jack and I. Jack and I ran into a random room trying to escape the ninjas.
"Come on!" Jack breathed as he opened the door for us and we get inside the room. He quickly shut the door, we were breathing heavily.
"Where do you think we are?" I asked.
"I don't know. I think I found a light switch." Jack told me as he flipped on a light switch, revealing a disco bathroom. We looked around and saw a guy who was stood dancing, to the music inside.
"What is this place?" I asked confused.
"You know, just your average. Everyday disco bathroom. What's up, dude?" Jack replied, dancing along with the mysterious man. I yanked Jack's arm, taking him out of the bathroom just to be surrounded by ninjas. "Whoa. Come on." We sprinted down the hall, the ninjas hot on our tail. The alarm blared as me and Jack passed through another door. We ran through the door, ninjas still behind us. "Hey Bobby! I've been lookin' for ya!" Jack exclaimed as we entered the room Jerry, Milton, Kim, Eddie, Bobby, and more ninjas were in.
"Get them!" Bobby ordered. Jack grabbed my waist, lifting me up as I kicked four ninjas, two behind each of Jack's hips. We separated, getting into a fighting stance. I flipped a ninja over, kicking both ninjas in the abdomen. I saw Kim join the fight with two other ninjas. As the ninjas tried kicking me, I blocked and dodged each of their attempts. I grabbed the mallet, using it as a weapon. I kicked one in the chest, wacked another with mallet, and flipped another with the gong stick.
Another ninja tried jumping me from behind, letting me easily flip him over. Another ninja came at me. I kicked his stomach, grabbed his arm, and twist flipped him onto the ground. I hit the gong, where all the ninjas' heads were, making them shake at the sudden noise. Unfortunately, more ninjas filed in. Much to my impressment, Jack performed a perfect Flying Dragon kick knocking all three of them down.
I walked up to Jack, giving him a high five. That gave the ninjas enough time to recover, apparently, because the ninjas held us hostage from behind. We struggled against their grips before Bobby spoke. "Hang on a second," he said. "That was a perfect Flying Dragon kick."
Jack smiled as the ninjas released us.
"Well, I can't think that your grandfather would approve of you breaking into my house," Bobby berated.
"No. But he would approve of me standing up for my sensei," Jack countered.
"Your sensei called me a man-lady," Bobby defended.
"It was an honest mistake. You've got a ponytail and that thing you're wearing weird Kimono style dress," I deadpanned.
"It's a Kaftan! It's breathable, wrinkle free, and great for those on the go days," Bobby corrected.
"Mr. Wasabi, what was the one thing that all of your movies had?" Jack asked.
"Hot chicks, explosions, and a sassy orangutan sidekick," Bobby answered.
"Everyone loved Dr. Bananas," I laughed, making everyone else laugh in agreement.
"But your movies also had you," Jack returned to our previous topic. "A man that lived by the Wasabi Code. That's the code Sensei Rudy still lives by."
"We swear by the light of the dragon's eye," the gang and I started.
"To be loyal, honest, and never say die," Bobby finished.
"Wasabi," we all closed it.
"Bobby, look. Rudy's far from perfect. But he's more than just a great sensei. He's our friend," Jack spoke inspirationally. "Do the right thing and give him his job back." After a moment of silence the same disco man came dancing into the room, grabbing a sparkling plunger before dancing out of the room.
"Ok, who the hell is that guy?" I asked.
"I have no idea. I'm just glad that you could see him too." Bobby replied.
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I don't know how we ended up here, but here I was, clapping with everyone else as Bobby carried Rudy bridal style back to the dojo.
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"Bobby Wasabi vs. Piranhapus, take 1," Jack said, snapping the clapperboard, stepping behind the camera where me, Kim, Milton, and Eddie were set up.
"And action!" Milton ordered into the megaphone.
"Somebody help me, please! It's horrible! This thing's outta control! Ah!" Lonnie cried as a pink tentacle snatched him back into the store. Bobby rose from beneath the camera in his costume.
"It's over Piranhapus!" Bobby exclaimed, swinging his nunchucks around, hitting the mic Eddie was holding. The sudden contact made a sharp noise into Eddie's headphones making him groan in pain. "You framed me for murder, you stole my girl, and you crushed the dreams of a beautiful young porpoise!"
"Cut!" Milton screamed into the megaphone. He walked up to Bobby, wrapping an arm around him. "Bobby, baby, bubby. Ya killin' me. Where's the energy?"
"You're right. I phoned that one in," Bobby admitted.
"Eddie, go in there and tell Jerry to take it easy with that fake tentacle. He's going way too big," Milton told Eddie, who nodded.
"Hey guys! Sorry I'm late. They would let me on the bus with this thing," Jerry held up a noodle with suction cups attached to it.
"Wait a minute," Eddie started.
"If that's the tentacle, then what's-" I cut myself off as Lonnie was thrown into the glass door, green chunks, kinda looked like relish, spread around the glass. We all took one look at the tortured Lonnie before rushing away in different directions with our gear, pretending like we saw nothing.