Camping Trip -! Or- That Time the Eagle Fang Sensei's really tested their luck.

[fightagain]

With everything going on, a couple days away from karate gang wars might just be what the doctor ordered. Or, it could be a grand exercise in unsupervised chaos. Either way, the next three nights and four days are going to be interesting.


Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, to the first annual (and probably last ever) Eagle Fang/Miyagi-Do camping trip!

It seems as though Sensei Lawrence and Sensei LaRusso decided this camping trip would be a great way to create team bonding. Which...maybe?

Or, they brought a bunch of keyed up, feral teenagers into the woods and everything that can go wrong will.

For example, sleeping arrangements. While it was wise in theory to put girls with girls and boys with boys, some of these teenagers are dating and the rest of them just aren't the best at listening.

Also, they're smart. If there's a loophole in the rules, they will find and manipulate it.

At the same time, these kids are actually good kids. It's probably best to assign tasks to various groups. One is responsible for picking up firewood from the camp's small shop. Another is responsible for keeping the camping sites clean.

You get the picture.

So, after the last week of school, this is where most of the Miyagi-Do kids will find themselves. At a lovely campground two hours away from Reseda. There's swimming in both the pool and the giant lake. The camp shop has some of the best ice cream and junk food around. There are hiking trails, a frisbee golf area, and two of the nights at camp will have outdoor movies (the first nights movie being Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom the original the less family friendly Deadpool). Entry is a dollar, there's freshly made popcorn included in the price of admission.

Just please be mindful of the free-range feral karate kids. They travel in packs, are ridiculously loyal and really aren't in the mood for anything ruining their camping trip.

Not even the rain on the third night.

Throw up a top level, tag around. Have fun. Get into trouble.

Y'know. The usual Cobra Kai bullshit.

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[fangedredemption]

"Ha," he answers, familiar smug smirk sliding into place as he moves into a defensive position, challenge in every line of him. Yeah, he's got old bones. He's not as fast as he used to be, can't move quite the same, or at least will probably regret pushing himself later, but his competitive nature won't let him back down regardless.

"Yeah, well I know all your moves now. You think you can get the edge this time?"

[innerbalance]

This is a terrible idea. They're both going to regret this so much later when they ache and still have all these feral teenagers to look after. Seriously, trying to herd all these kids into one place is like trying to herd cats.

Remind Daniel why he thinks sparring during the middle of a camping trip away from hot baths, ice and painkillers is a good idea?

He steps into a defensive position of his own. "Oh, I got a whole catalogue of new moves since last time. Still not too late to back out, save your pride from being wounded."