I do not own any of the characters except for Arabella.
~Arabella's POV~
I was watching Kim and Jerry spar, and Kim was single-handedly beating Jerry's butt. As she dodged his kick and landed a hit on Jerry and he spin and rolled on the floor.
"Hey hey hey hey!" Rudy called running over, "You kids are getting sweat all over my mat. This is why we can't have nice things." As he bend down to wipe it with a rag.
"Rudy, calm down. Why are you getting so worked up?" Jack asked him.
"Bobby Wasabi is on his way here right now, and he's got big news." Rudy said continuing to wipe the mats.
"I love his entrances. His last one was so cool." Eddie said.
"It was not cool. If you're gonna wear a kimono and fly on a jetpack, Dude, put on some underpants." I said with my face scrunched up and disgust.
Eddie waved me off and walked away, I turned back to Rudy, "This time he promised his entrance isn't gonna be a big deal. He wants everything quiet and low key." Rudy said.
As grandiose music was heard as Bobby comes in a bathtub with his ninjas as they rolled him inside the dojo.
"Quiet and low key, huh?" Milton said sarcastically.
"I would have been here sooner, But we hit a pothole and blew out a ninja." Bobby explained as he stood up from bathtub.
"That is an awesome ride." Eddie exclaimed.
"I wonder if it's street legal." Jerry said in awe.
"It's part hot tub, part rickshaw, and a par-tay." Bobby said as two of his ninjas were wiping him down and putting a roll on him.
"So, Bobby, what's the big news?" Eddie asked.
"I just signed a deal to produce a brand-new martial arts reality show called...Wasabi Warrior." Bobby announced excitedly as we all looked at him, "And it's going to take place in a dojo." He continued but still not getting an any response, "Your dojo."
We all cheered in excitement, " Six karate students living together in a world where they must outplay, outfight and outwit one another. You'll be playing for a brand-new kamasaki water rider." As a big red water rider was rolled in by a couple of ninjas. I gaped at it, oh how much I would love to have this water rider. We all were gaping and speaking terms like 'wow' and 'What?! Are you serious?'.
"Hang on a second, guys. We've all seen those reality shows. Sometimes they bring out the worst in people." Eddie pointed out like it always do.
"Yeah, Eddie's right. I mean this dojo is a place of honor where we come to study martial arts-"
"All I need is a host." Bobby cut off Rudy.
"Oh! Ooh! Please please, pick me, pick me! I've wanted to be a reality show host my whole life." Rudy's mood quickly changed.
"All right, you'll do." Bobby agreed.
"I'm the host!" Rudy cheered.
"Yeah." Bobby nodded.
"I'm a host!" Rudy repeated. Bobby nodded again, chuckling a little. "I need a fanfare!" Rudy grabbed the trumpet to play it.
"You shouldn't play that! It could have..." I trailed off as Rudy began to cough, "With ninja spit."
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.
"Welcome to Wasabi Warrior. I'm your host and sensei Rudy." Rudy began, as he pushes Milton away, who was waving at the camera. "You're about to enter a world of mental and physical challenges. Where you should always expect the unexpected." Rudy clicked a buttom causing an explosion somewhere nearby and a car alarm was wailing.
"What was that?" Jack asked.
"I just blew up my car. You don't expect that, did you?" Rudy answered.
"Well, no. Who blow up their car on purpose?" I asked rhetorically.
"Now go on in and choose your living space and I'll be right back with your first challenge." Rudy told us, making us all rush into the dojo.
"Check this place out." Jack gaped at the new dojo setup. "It's amazing."
"I call that spot." Kim shouted running for the pink one. Jack copied running for the green one I also copied running for the purple one which was in between the green and red one.
After we all were done unpacking and into our gi's and walked back into the courtyard, where a challenge was set up.
"Welcome to the dragon's playground." Rudy introduced the first challenge, "By random draw, Kim, Eddie and Milton, this challenge is for 's a race. The first part consists of the ball pit of despair. It may look like fun but beware of hidden ninjas, Then you're off to the banzai bounce and lastly you have to get through the path of the tiger. Whoever hits the buzzer first, wins the challenge."
"Uh, I have a question. When you hit the banzai bounce, are you allowed to flip over-"
"Go!" Rudy cut Eddie off by blowing an air horn. They took off and at first Kim was in the lead but then Milton practically glided over the ball it. So now he was in the lead but he got his foot stuck in the Banzai Bounce to which Kim got over easily. Eddie got captured by a ninja. Kim got to the path of the Tiger where she got knocked over. Milton crawled across that and won the challenge.
"Holy Christmas nuts! I did it! I did it!" Milton cheered, "I did it! Oh!" Milton got cut off by getting hit by the head by one of those swinging punching bags.
"Congratulations, Milton. You won the challenge." Rudy announced, "Your prize is a gourmet lobster dinner."
"I can't believe it. I love lobster." Milton said with gasped.
"Milton, before you sit down for your lobster feast, you have a choice. If you eat the lobster, everyone else in the house eats gruel. Or you can eat gruel, while everyone else eats lobster." Rudy offered. We all were looking at Milton to do the right choice.
...
So here we are back in the dojo eating gruel watching Milton eat his lobster, I don't eat lobster that much, but it's probably better than this crap. As Milton ate the lobster and look at us. "So how's the gruel?"
"A little dry." Jerry added tipping the bowl over. It didn't even flinch. I leaned back on the couch with Jack's arm wrapped around my shoulder.
"Guys, first chance we get, Milton's gotta go." Kim whispered to us.
"I was thinking the same thing." Jack said peeved.
"Don't have to tell me twice." I whispered back.
"I think I'm done with this one." Milton threw a piece of his lobster on the table. Everyone shared a look then jumped for it. I stood up and walked over to Milton.
"Hey, Can I have your lemon?" I asked pointing to it.
"My- my lemon?" Milton repeated confused "Don't you want some lobster"
I scrunched my nose, "Ew, no. I rather eat crab instead. I may be hungry but I'm not that hungry. So?" I trailed off pointing to the lemon.
"I guess." he picked it up and handed it to me.
"Thanks." I smiled then slipped it in my mouth. God, I love lemons.
We were all once again back out in the dojo for the second challenge.
"Our second challenge is the emperor's bridge." Rudy gestured to the rickety bridge you would find on playgrounds at the park. "Jerry, Jack and Bella, you're object is to try and knock your opponent off the bridge. Jerry and Bella, you'll be fighting with a pugil stick. And, Jack, since you're a black belt, You'll be fighting with a feather."
"Seriously? A feather? Two against one and a feather." Jack asked in disbelief. The gong chimed, signaling the start of the 'brawl'. Jack was able to tickle Jerry off the bridge and make me sneeze off the bridge with a feather.
"Gesundheit." Jack called down to him.
"Great job, Jack. You won." Rudy smirked. "And now you have a choice. A traveling carnival abandoned this porta-pooper. Everyone else in the dojo will have to spend five minutes in what we call the chamber of horrors."We all gasped, "Or you can spare your friends-"
"And your girlfriend. Might I add." I cut in.
Rudy rolled his eyes, "By doing the five minutes yourself."
Jack, thankfully, chose to do the five minutes. He was constantly screaming, I felt kinda bad. Then of all the terrible things, it tipped over.
Finally it was time for elimination and I was so glad I had this immunity. It was intense. Although I'm pretty sure Milton's going home.
"This is where our game takes a little..." Rudy began but was cut off by bobby hit the gong, "Twist, that you couldn't possibly have seen..." and Bobby hit the gong again, "Coming. Now we'll go ahead-" gong was hit again, "Would you please stop that?"
"I'm sorry. I love the gong." Bobby apologized.
"It's time for a vote to decide which of you will be going home in shame." Rudy told us, " I've counted the votes. And the person voted out of the dojo is...Going home. And that person is... One of you."
"Who is it? Tell me! Tell me!" Bobby said nervously and excited.
"It's...Jack."
"What?!" Jack shouted, "After what I did for you people? You stabbed me in the back."
"In my defense, I voted for Milton." I defended myself.
"See! Even Belle's loyal!" Jack glared at everyone else.
"Ooh! I did not see that coming." Bobby broke the tension as the ninjas take Jack away.
...
"I can't believe Jack's gone." Eddie said, "It doesn't feel right. He's our friend."
"So, you with behind mine back so, you two could voted Jack off, how despicable. Eddie was right, this show is turned us apart." I added.
"I'm really gonna miss him. I feel so bad." Kim said and I scoffed, she is so lying about it.
"Kim, I gotta admit voting Jack out was brilliant." Milton praised.
"Well, we gotta work together. It's the only way anyone wins on these shows." Kim said.
"What's going on? Did you guys form an alliance?" Eddie asked, accusing.
"No no no," Jerry lied, "It wasn't like that, man, okay? We just met in secret and decided to do whatever it takes to win, And now that I'm hearing it, yes, absolutely, we have an alliance."
"That's not really fair, is it?" I asked.
"You're not gonna have to worry about it much longer, Because you're out next." Kim told me and I gasped.
"What?" Eddie and Jerry gasped.
Jerry stood up, "You told me Milton was out next."
"What?!" Mitlon gasped, "You told me Jerry was next."
"What?!" Jerry yelped.
"Everyone, just calm down. I mean, how much fun was that ball pit?" Kim tried to change the subject.
"You know who you could trust in this game?" Milton asked.
"No one!" we all finished and stormed into our rooms or well a room. I went into Kim's, Jerry went into Jacks, Kim went into mine and Milton went into Jerry's.
We all walked back out "We really need to put our names on these things."
"Yeah." I shouted walking back into mine.
We were finally back out in the courtyard for our next challenge.
"Welcome to your next challenge. It's called the Banzai Brunch. They say revenge is a dish best served cold. That's why we've bought in a very special chef-Your old friend... Jack" Jack raised his head winked at me.
"Welcome back." I leaned forward on the table.
"Hello, friends." Jack walked over to the other side of the table, "I put together this menu with you in mind. At least one of you must clear your plate or I'm back in the game."
"Martial arts requires focus and mental toughness." Rudy reminded us. "Those skills are about to be put to the test."
"Hello, Kim." Jack said coming up behind her. "Maybe you can make a meal out of mealworms."
"I'm out." Kim gagged.
"Belle!"
"Oh no." I muttered.
"I do recall you at that you hate eating...peanuts!" Jack said lifting up the silver casing with peanuts on it.
"You monster! You know I don't like peanuts! I'm out." I said walking away from it.
"Eddie." Jack walked over. "You wanna see what I have for you?" Eddie shook his head, "What's the matter? Cat got your...tongue?" Eddie had to eat tongues? Gross,and Eddie fainted.
"And, milton, You know what goes great with lobster? Panamanian dung slug."
"Just pretend like it's a big French fry with mucus sacks...swimming in a nice green slime sauce." Milton told himself. He ate one and ended up throwing up.
"Jerry, you're our only hope to keep jack out of the game." Kim reminded him.
"Don't worry I got this." Jerry assured, walking up to each of our dishes to take little of all it. "Let me warm up with a couple of appetizers."
"Jerry's gonna do this." Milton spoke shocked.
"Hit the road, Jack." Kim smiled victoriously.
"Not yet. Jerry has to clear his plate." Jack countered, lifting up the casing to reveal a single saltine. Jerry shrieked.
"It's a cracker, you big baby, man up!" Kim screamed. Jerry nodded slowly, inching the cracker closer and closer to his mouth. He bit the cracker before whimpering.
"Well, congratulations, Jack. No one can clean their plate, So you are back in the game." Rudy declared.
"Yeah, back in the game, fools!" Jack cheered, throwing down his chef hat.
I walked over to Jerry and knelt down to him, "Jerry, are you okay?"
"Put a robe on, nana. I'm just a little boy." I frowned and patted his back.
...
We all at on the couches in a tense silence. "Okay, look, it's obvious there's a lot of tension in here. Why don't we just take our minds off of it and play a little game?" Eddie broke the silence.
"I agree." I said.
"What kind of game?" Jerry asked stiffly.
It's called one-word story. So we go around in a circle and make up a story, But each of us only gets to say one word. I'll start. This..."
"Stupid." Me.
"Game." Kim.
"Eats." Jack.
"Hairy." Milton.
"Moose." Jerry.
"Okay!" Eddie shouted
"I have a game." Kim said out of nowhere, "It's called you four lose and I win a water rider on national television."
"That's right. We're on television." Jack realized and get up, "Hey, everybody, Kim has a crush on that goth dude from the yogurt shop with the detachable ponytail."
Kim jumped up, "I do not!" She shouted out, "Wait. That ponytail's not real?"
Jerry started laughing as I looked at them with concern. "Really?"
"What are you laughing at? The first night here Jerry cried for his mommy." Kim said.
"What are you laughing at?" Jerry asked Milton who was laughing at him. Jerry got up and grabbed Milton stuffed bunny. "Milton can't go to sleep without his little bunny."
"How long have you known about rondell?" Milton asked, taking the stuffed bunny from Jerry.
I looked at the camera and struggle my shoulders. A sound of the gong was ring and we all turned to see Rudy.
"Wow, that is fun." he laughed, " Okay. Time for the final challenge. When it's over, only one warrior will remain."
"It won't be over till the blonde's on the water rider." Kim smirked.
"Right, but which one of us is the blonde?" Jerry asked.
"Jerry, Kim is the only blonde in the room." I deadpanned at him.
...
"Welcome to the hang tough wall." Rudy announced as we all lined up on a floating platform. "The last person to drop will be presented with the title of Wasabi Warrior, By Bobby Wasabi himself." The camera shifted towards Bobby who was eating a sausage per usual.
"You got that right, Rudy." Bobby agreed through a mouthful of meat.
"So that's it? All we have to do is stand here?" Jerry asked, laughing. "This is gonna be a piece of cake. I was born standing up. No, literally, my mother had me on a bus and there was no empty seats."
"Oh, it's more than just standing. Grab ahold of your peg because you're about to hang tough." Rudy instructed as we all grabbed our pegs. The platform below us collapsed, leaving us only to rely on our arms to hold us up. "Release the Wasabi wind." Wind started beating against my face, but I wasn't about to let go. Shop our auto event and save.
"A little breeze doesn't bother me." Kim scoffed, "I'm not letting go until my butt hits that water rider."
"Guys." Jack called, "I don't know if I can keep hanging on any longer. My arms are getting so-"
"Forget it, Jack!" we all screamed at him. Since I was next to him, I decided to take advantage and give him a little kick to the kneecap.
"Ow!" he yelped.
"Sorry!" I acted apologetic, not wanting him to return the favor to which, thankfully, he didn't.
"It's time for the flaming balls of fury." Rudy announced as ninjas started throwing balls at us.
"Is this even legal?!" I heard Eddie yell.
"If it is, it shouldn't be!" I yelled back, dodging a couple more balls.
"Is that all you got? You call yourselves ninjas?Ow..." I heard Jack wince at the ball and another ball collided, if you know what I mean. "Nice shot." He squeaked.
"You guys must be getting pretty hungry up there." Rudy suggested, "We've blended together the delicious leftovers from our eating challenge-The worms, the tongue, the peanuts, The slugs."
"-The saltines?" Jerry asked worriedly, cutting Rudy off.
"Yes Jerry, the saltines," Rudy confirmed making Jerry shriek.
"Prepare yourselves for the shower of shame." Bobby announced as the ninjas poured the food, if you can even call it that, down the wall we were hanging on to. We all groaned as the brown muck ran down our gees and bodies. Worst challenge ever.
"How's your dishes taste, Jack?" I asked sarcastically. "That was disgusting."
"Yeah, well, why don't you stop whining and drop already?" Jack suggested.
"Let's just let Jack win something again. We never get tired of seeing that." Milton sarcastically remarked.
"Stop feeling sorry for yourself because you're a little weasel." Kim hissed.
"You're a backstabbing liar." Jerry retorted.
"Yeah!" Jack agreed causing everyone to fight.
"STOP IT!" I shrieked over them. "This is what me and Eddie were talking about! We're supposed to be friends who support each other, but here we are, hanging off of a peg wall, drenched in blended gross stuff, and arguing.
Reality shows bring out the worst in people.
Look where that got us."
"Bellei's right," Jack sighed.
"It's like my mom's book club." Jerry agreed. "Them ladies get real, yo."
"How do we end this?" Kim asked.
"To save our friendship, we all drop down together," Eddie told us.
"He's right," Jack nodded. "We've gotta show to everybody that our loyalty to each other is stronger than just some dumb prize. You guys ready?"
"Yeah." we all muttered. "One, two, three." They all dropped as I still hung onto the peg.
Unfortunately, Eddie had the same idea.
"Wait a minute. Where's Belle and Eddie?" Jack asked, realizing our absence.
"Look! They never dropped," Kim gasped.
"Bella! Why didn't you drop?" Eddie asked.
"Why didn't you?" I countered.
"Because I was being selfish," he admitted sheepishly.
"Well, I was too," I slowly agreed. "And since I win all the time, I think you should win."
"But that wouldn't be fair," Eddie argued.
"But you deserve it."
"So do you."
"I'll drop so you can have the water rider."
"But I don't want it if I know you'll feel bad."
"How about, just like they did, we drop at the same time?" I suggested.
"I think it's for the best," Eddie nodded.
"1, 2, 3," we counted down in unison. Like before, the other dropped while I stayed put.
Once Eddie looked around the flat ground he realized his mistake.
"Dang it, Bella!" he huffed.
"I win!" I sang as I dropped.
"Bella?!" Kim spoke menacingly.
"This is unbelievable," Milton grumbled.
"She was working us the whole time." Jerry realized.
"And she somehow got me too," Eddie sighed.
"We have our Wasabi Warrior!" Rudy announced.
"Well played Bella, well played," Bobby cheered.
"No hard feelings, right, guys? Just playing the game." I shrugged.
"Belle. You are a lying, conniving, snake," Jack spoke as he advanced on me. "Seriously, that was awesome! Group hug, everyone."
I took a step back, "Um no, you all need a shower."
"Oh come on Belle." Jack walked over to me.
"Jack no. No! Stop!" he caught me and kissed me.
...
Me and Bobby cheered as we rode the water rider on the beach, cheering as we passed waves. "Oh hold on! We're about to hit another wave!" I warned. We hit the wave, somehow making the water rider move faster. "Huh.
Looks like waves speed up the water rider. Do you know how that works, Bobby? Bobby?
BOBBY!" I called out, realizing that it wasn't the water rider that went faster, but Bobby had flown off the vehicle. Hopefully he knows how to swim.