I do not own any of the characters except for Arabella.
~Arabella's POV~
Jack broke 4 bricks impressively. "Oh!" Rudy yelled.
"Yeah!" Jack cheered. They high-fived as I watched from the bench and Eddie was watching from behind them. "Did it again. I am on fire!" Jack said, "Fire!"
"Are you ok, breaking these bricks with your hands." I said with worried look at Jack as he just break bricks with his hand. "I'm alright, Babe. This is nothing." Jack replied.
"Ok, if you say so."
"More bricks, Eddie. Okay, just think, in a couple of hours, Jack is gonna break the world record for most bricks broken by anyone under 15." Rudy beamed.
"And I'm breaking a world record too. For most bricks wheelbarrowed from one place to another. Right, Rudy?" Eddie said.
"Yes, you are." Rudy confirmed before turning to Jack and I, mouthing 'no he's not'. Eddie went off to get some more bricks as Kim and I looked through the record book.
"Some of the records in this book are crazy." Kim said, "Yeah,come look Jack, there was a woman in Michigan who ate her own car. Come look at this picture." I said beckoning Jack towards me and Kim.
"Wow. She literally has a trunk in her junk." Jack deadpanned. I titled my head, nodding.
"Would you two let him focus? The Judge from the Burgess Book of World Records is gonna be here in a few hours." Rudy reminded us.
"He's right. This is my last chance to break the record. After I turn 15 next week, I won't be eligible." Jack agreed.
"You know... You getting your name and, more importantly, this dojo's name in that record book. Is like the biggest thing that's ever happened to us." Rudy said.
Kim let out a laugh, "Come on, Rudy. The biggest?"
"When I became a Sensei, I had two goals..." Rudy said, "Saving the President from a ninja attack. And getting my dojo's name in a record book that's read by millions of people on their toilets."
"I'm out!" Kim said as she thrown the book in the trash bin before walking away.
"What up, yo?" Jerry said entering the dojo, "Record breaker in the house."
"What record are you gonna break?" Rudy asked with a snort.
"A record I've been training for my whole life." Jerry said, "Yeah, world's longest armpit hair. Check it." Jerry took off his jacket to reveal a lot of armpit hair.
"Wow, that is pretty long." Rudy agreed but Jerry just chuckled.
"Please." Jerry smirked before revealing the armpit braids that went down to his waist.
"Impressive and gross." I said.
"Oh, sweet pit hair!" Jack exclaimed.
"Oh ho ho! I know, right?" Jerry smirked.
"Ooh, it's so soft. What conditioner do you use?" Rudy wondered.
"And I'm gonna smash the yo-yo record for the, two-handed synchronized round-the-world, baby." Milton announced, "Check this out." He said, started to spin the yo-yo around only for both of them to get stuck on Jerry's armpit hair.
Milton then did the most intelligent thing he could think of and tried to pull the yo-yo back which resulted in most of Jerry's armpit hair coming with them and for the boy to let out a painful and horrified scream. Jerry glared daggers at Milton who let out a scream before running away followed by a furious Jerry.
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.
"Oh, Bella. The whole mall's talking about Jack." Joan told me as we helped the setup crew to setup for the stuff for Jack's record breaking stage. "There hasn't been a buzz like this since
the escalator ripped off my security pants."
"Thanks, Joan." I sarcastically grimaced in thanked from that memory, "I, uh, finally got that image out of my head. Now it's back."
"Oh, I can still hear those construction workers hootin' and hollerin'." Joan recalled incorrectly.
"Begging you to cover up isn't exactly hootin' and hollerin'." I told her.
"Well, when you're my age, Bella, the definition of a hoot gets mighty loose." Kona replied making me look at her weirdly. I saw Jack walk through the courtyard and into the dojo.
"Yeah, I'll see you later, Joan." I waved, following Jack into the dojo. I made him a bracelet for breaking the brick record. "Hey, uh, Jack." I called out to him, "I made you something to wear
when you break the record." I took off a black beaded bracelet, handling it to him.
"Oh, sorta like a good luck bracelet." Jack nodded happily.
"Uh... yeah. But it's also more of a..." I trailed off.
"What, like a friendship bracelet?" Jack guessed, cutting me off.
"Uh... Yeah." I answered.
"Great! It's finally official. We're friends." Jack sarcastically cheered.
I give him a look of mistrust and just shaking my head, in disbelief, "Jack, you know I irk me sometimes." I groaned in annoyance.
"Do I."
"Ugh... nevermind, It's just a dumb bracelet. I gotta go." I started to run off dodging the bo-staff off the floor.
"Wait, Belle! Come on, Bella. Wait a second." I heard Jack try to stop me. I didn't stop until I heard the sound of bo-staff rolling and something thumping on the ground. I turned around to see Jack on the ground, groaning.
"Jack!" I exclaimed, running up to him, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah. I think so." Jack replied, holding onto his head as Jerry, Kim, Milton and Eddie joined me. "Just one question, though. Who are you people?"
"And this is why we don't leave things on the floor."
... (• Ε •)
"This is not good." The doctor, we had called to examine Jack said, while pointing a flashlight to in Jack's face, "He's gonna die."
"What?!" All of them exclaimed in horror.
"My pen light. His batteries are shot." The doctor exclaimed, and we all let out a sigh of relief.
"Do you really have to call your pen light "he"?" Milton wondered.
"Listen, Jack's gonna be fine." The doctor said, "But we're gonna have to operate..." he continued and causing the other to gasped, "On a need-to-know basis."
"Can you pause when mid sentences? It's getting confusing." I stated.
"So here's what you need to know." The doctor told them, "We don't have to do any more tests.
Jack only has a minor concussion. He suffered some memory loss, but he's probably gonna be fine."
"Probably?" I asked.
"Maybe. I don't know." The doctor said with uncertainly, "It's not like medicine's a real science." He laughed.
Kim and I gave each other look of disbelief of this doctor.
"Dr. McCrary, I called Jack's parents, but they're out of town. Is there anything that we can do to help him?" Rudy asked.
"There is one thing you can do to speed up his recovery." Dr. McCrary said, "Talk about the things he's forgotten." He said followed by the sound of his phone ringing, "Excuse me. Yes?
Hello. What? Oh, no." He hung up the phone, "I just lost a patient."
"I got this one." Milton said smugly, " See, it sounds like he's saying he just lost his patient.
But what he really means is he just lost cell reception."
"No." Dr. McCrary said, "My patient is dead, you insensitive punk!" He stormed out of the dojo and Jerry broke the silence that followed, "Uh...Hey, Jack. Do you remember last week when you loaned me 20 bucks?" Jerry asked.
"No." Jack shook his head.
"He's fine." Jerry stated, earning a sharp clap on his arm from me which was followed by a yelped of pain.
"Jack, we're gonna help you get your memory back." Rudy promised him as Jack started to walk and looked around, "Is there anything that you can remember about this dojo?"
"Sorry." Jack said apologetically.
"Come on, Jack. You have to remember this wall." Milton exclaimed.
As we talked about how we met Jack as he crashed through the wall on his skate board and his whole karate adventure up until now. "So I'm a karate student." Jack pieced together. "Oh, no. This is worse than I thought. We're gonna have to start from scratch. You, Jack! Me, Jerry! You good at karate! Me better!" Jerry spoke like a cave man before kicking the air.
"You dumbass." I smack Jerry by his head. "Did this guy also hit his head?" Jack asked.
"Jack, check out these trophies. You won half of 'em." Eddie said.
And the other half Rudy bought." Milton said.
"You're holding the one for poodle grooming." Rudy said as Eddie look in disgust and putting the trophy back.
"The point is, you're really good, Jack." Kim said.
"Man, I didn't realize I was that good." Jack smiled to himself, "I gotta try some of that."
"There you go! See, that's the spirit!" Rudy cheered as we all migrated behind Jack as he walked up to a dummy. Instead of a normal punching and kicking, Jack ended up slapping and flailing.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" Jerry yelled as he pulled him away from the dummy, he was currently tackling.
"Is that how I look when I do karate?" Eddie asked.
"No, Eddie. You're not that good." Milton denied.
"This is awful. It's so upsetting." Rudy sighed.
"I know a way to help him get his memory back." Jerry told us, moving over to grab a bo-staff.
"What are you doing?" Eddie asked.
"Oh, I'm gonna smack him in the head to jog his memory." Jerry explained casually.
"What, no! Give me that!" I snatched the bo-staff from him.
"What, no. It totally works." Jerry defended himself, "I've seen it in a cartoon once."
"I'm sorry. You guys seem really nice, but I don't know who you are." Jack said, "Well, maybe if you told me a little bit about yourselves, I'd remember."
"Oh... I'll get this party started. Well, I'm Jerry." Jerry said as he told his introductory and everyone else explaining the rest.
"So, anything?" I asked.
For a second it actually looked like he was remembering something until he sighed, "No. Still nothing."
"I know what'll help you remember you." Rudy said with a smug smile, "Talking about me."
"Oh joy." I said sarcastically.
"Oh, I'm more than your Sensei." Rudy continued, "Father figure, sure. Role model, you betcha. Idol? That's you talking, not me."
"Look, I appreciate all you guys trying to help." Jack told us, "But I don't know the guy you're talking about and I'm not gonna be able to break any kind of record."
"I think I know what can help, Jack." Milton said, "A psychiatric study suggests that..."
"Oh, forget that." Jerry interrupted him, "Just give me one good swing at his head."
"No, just let me tell him more about me." Rudy said confidently.
"Wait, I know what'll help." Eddie said, "I'll read to him from my friendship diary."
"This is hopeless." I said as everyone expect me was overlapping chatter one other, I looked at Jack to find him missing. "Guys! I said but no one heard me, "Guys! GUYS! I yelled to get their attention, "Jack's gone."
"Oh, this is bad." Rudy said, when he realized that Jack was in fact gone, "Jack has no idea who he is and he's out there on the streets of Seaford all alone. We have to find him."
... (• Ε •)
I walked into Falafel's Phil, and I saw Frank and his little posse making fun of Jack. "Frank l'm going to give you 3 seconds to run before I kick the shit out of you." His little toadies took the hint and ran, "One...two..." I popped my knuckles and my neck. Before I could say three Frank got the hint and took off running. "You ok?" I asked Jack. "Yeah, sorry I ran out. I just needed a second," Jack said. "I get that. I know they can seem like a handful but they mean well," I giggled. "So who are you to me?" Jack asked.
"I'm Arabella, but you and everyone else calls me Bella, but you called me Belle and I'm your girlfriend," I wasn't gonna hide the fact we were dating. I had faith in the fact he was going to get his memories back. Jack looked shocked. "We're dating? Like I'm your boyfriend and you're my girlfriend," Jack looked like a toddler in a candy shop.
"Yes. I'm your girlfriend. Here I have some pictures of us and some of our friends you can look at," I handed him my phone so he could see the pictures. After he handed my phone back the rest of the gang walked in. "Took you guys long enough," I mocked. "We're sorry about the arguing," Milton said. "We're the Wasabi Warriors. We stick together," I said.
After going a little bit more down memory lane we went into the court yard. It was getting closer to the time for Jack to break the record.
... (• Ε •)
"Guys, guys. The Judge from the Burgess Book of World Records is gonna be here any minute. Lucky for us, I've come up with a foolproof plan." Rudy told us as Jack, Milton, Kim and I exited Falafel's Phil.
"Great! What is it?" Jack asked.
"I made this hand for you out of a sledgehammer." Rudy lifted up a sledgehammer with a rubber glove on it. "Looks perfectly natural. Now, quick. Just slide it up your sleeve. And no shaking hands. And whatever you do, don't salute anyone. You'll kill yourself. This is gonna work, won't it? Sure it'll work. It has to work.
Of course it's gonna work. Somebody tell me it's gonna work."
"It'll work." Milton recited.
"Don't you lie to me." Rudy gritted out, "I gotta get a backup." He ran forward and back again to run towards from us.
"Is this guy always like this?" Jack asked.
"Unfortunately yes." I said, "Yeah. We call it going all Rudy."
"Jack, Jack." Bobby called out as he approached us, "We heard what happened. You're going to be okay."
"Yeah. I bumped my head once and I was fine. Of course when I woke up I was in Mexico married to a ferret farmer." Joan recalled.
"As an action hero, I've been in hundreds of movies where I've been kicked in the head countless times. And I can say with complete authority..." Bobby said as he cut himself off, "I'm sorry, what was the question?"
"Please tell me these aren't my parents." Jack pled in my ear.
"Nah, just good friends." I replied I explained who they were.
"There he is. That's Jack." Rudy said as we looked over to see him with the judge for the world breaking record, " Guys, this is Winston Burgess from the Burgess Book of World Records. If we could just have a little more time."
"I don't have a lot of time. I gotta go watch a woman not blink for 27 hours." Winston cut him off.
"I don't think I can do this, but I don't wanna let you guys down." Jack sighed, putting his hand on my shoulder, "I'm sorry, Bianca."
"Again, it's Belle." I corrected, "I don't care about this record. I just want Jack back."
"You know what? I don't remember you
guys or this place, but... From everything you've said... We don't give up. And I don't wanna start now." Jack decided, "I'm a wabooboo warrior!"
"So close." I told him smiling.
"Wasabi warrior." Milton corrected.
"Right. It's got a better ring to it." Jack nodded about to go on stage.
"Wait, Jack." I called out as he turned to looked at me, I leaned over and stand on my tippy toes and kiss his cheek, "Good luck."
"Thanks." Jack said hopping on stage.
Jack looked around to us and the other, and he gave me a brief look and stare for a second and then broke the bricks.
"Yes, you did it!" I ran onstage, hugging Jack. He picked me up and spun me around.
"I can't believe it. My memory's back. I remember you and the dojo and Milton, Kim and Rudy and Jerry. You owe me 20 bucks."
"I'm Eddie." Jerry tried earning a slap on the arm from Eddie, "What?"
"Congratulations, Jack." Winston said, "You'll now be listed as the official under-15 world record holder for brick-breaking."
"Let's go to Falafel Phil's and celebrate." Eddie suggested.
"Falafel Phil's? I believe that's the Restaurant
that holds the world record, for largest roach infestation."
"That's the place." Rudy said with a smile.
The gang walked towards Falafel's Phil.
"Jack, you did it." I smiled at him, "How do you feel?"
"I feel great." He grinned, "Jack is back!"
"We missed you, well I missed you dummy, you worried me." I said to him as he looked at me with a lovely glance and I returned, Jack walked closer and pulled me to into a kiss, I kissed back.
We pulled away from our kiss, and I giggled, "We should go."
"Yeah."