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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Johnny - open prompts galore

[fangedredemption]

Why did he agree to this, seriously. Yeah, it's the end of school, yeah, they have a lot of training to do. Yeah, a camping trip has a lot of team building potential to get the two dojos on the same page and working together. But he and Daniel have barely mended their shit, what's the likelihood this isn't going to blow up in their faces?

He's overreacting. It'll be fine. Maybe?

He jumps in with both feet anyway though, per usual. Barks orders to assign chores, leads some games in the woods, a variation on the one Kreese had Cobra Kai play but with less 'beat the shit out of each other' and more 'capture the headbands of the other team', being sure to mix the teams. He's there for movie nights, happy to throw popcorn at anyone misbehaving, and cranky and sulking when it rains.

[innerbalance]

Aside from the few teething problems at the start of the trip, things seem to be going relatively well. None of the kids have killed each other. No one has been eaten by a bear. And most miraculously of all Daniel and Johnny haven't exploded at each other.

Bringing beer into the equation is probably the worst idea in existence but Daniel has never been known for making good decisions.

He hands Johnny a can of Coors Banquet and sits next to him with his own can of some overpriced fancy IPA. The kids seem to be occupying themselves. There are no emergencies that require their immediate attention. "You still up for that rematch?"

[fangedredemption]

He rolls his eyes at the sight of the fancy can, but says nothing, opting instead to crack open his own when it's handed to him and taking a long sip. Daniel's question gains a lopsided smirk, and the beginnings of familiar cockiness -- some habits die really hard.

"Oh, you mean up to kick your ass like I should've the first time?"

Ha. He hadn't because it wasn't the Right thing to do, because despite all the lessons going after a guy who was already hurting, already shouldn't have been able to stand, hadn't sat right. He could have won, easiest thing in the world, but he'd kept it clean so he'd lost. As much as he bitched about the kick he knew Daniel had won fair and square.

[innerbalance]

"Oh, please. Like you could ever beat me."

Daniel's not stupid though. He knows he only won that fight because of luck. Johnny had every advantage - he had been better than Daniel, more experienced, more disciplined, stronger and smarter. Daniel had been a terrified, inexperienced rookie, with only a handful of karate classes at the YMCA and a few months training with Mr Miyagi under his belt. It was a miracle he even made it to the final.

Hell, if Kreese had kept his dirty tactics out of it and let Bobby and Johnny play fair then Daniel has no doubt in his mind one of them would've beaten him. But no one had expected Daniel to pull off that kick, especially on a busted knee. Luck and the element of surprise were what won it for Daniel that day.

"You're welcome to try... if you think your old man bones are up to it." Never mind the fact Daniel is older and potentially in worse shape than Johnny.

The fact that it was Daniel's kata confusing Mike Barnes in his second tournament isn't lost on him. Both tournaments were won by bamboozling his opponent and not because of his skill. Remind him why he is now teaching karate to young, impressionable kids?

[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."