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

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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.

Comments

Gwen & Sam.

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"Coffee would be good," Sam nodded her head in agreement. It wouldn't the coffee they were used to but it was supremely better than no coffee. And she was willing to bet they were not the only ones.

"That is a great idea," Sam said. Camping had a lot of things that could go wrong but they would do whatever they could to prevent that. Still, it was likely with this group there would be some mishaps.

"I think we pretty much got everything on the list," Sam added, taking another glance at it, and then around the aisle in case there was something she'd missed.

"If only we had some kind of guarantee that everyone would get along." They all needed some chill down time, away from the karate wars and all that.

Re: Gwen & Sam.

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"Plus, I think it's big enough for the four of us to have coffee in the morning," Gwen adds, turning to head back to the coffee pot she saw. "You, myself, Hawk, Miguel. It's better than not, right?"

Absolutely no one wants Gwen without caffeine, and she's not really a soda drinker, so this is the best source.

God help them all, though. This trip, while a great idea in theory, could easily fall apart. Gwen had nightmares about Cobra Kai figuring out what was what and purposefully making the two hour trip just to fuck with them. With the way things went last year, what with them harassing people at work (Gwen included) and the whole home invasion around Christmas? It wouldn't surprise Gwen like...at all.

"Well, they'll have us to deal with. And some of them already know we have a zero tolerance policy for bullshit. Portable hammocks, yes or no?" Because that wasn't on their list, and she spotted a couple nearby on sale.

Gwen & Sam.

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"It should be," Sam said. And if it wasn't, the boys would just have to wait until they could brew a second post. Because don't get between Gwen and Sam and their coffee in the morning. They did not want to learn that the hard way.

Sam was trying to be optimistic about how the trip would go. But she did have concerns. She didn't want to think about it, but her anxiety had been heightened ever since the attack on her home. She didn't want anything like that to happen when they were all vulnerable sleeping in the woods.

"Portable hammocks could be fun," Sam pondered as she looked at a nearby display of cloth folding chairs. It probably wouldn't hurt to have a few of those either. "And we need to grab stuff for s'mores too. And can't forget peanut butter cups so I can make Samores."