𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗔𝗕𝗟𝗘| Eli 'hawk' Moskowitz ₁

six

royce and miguel were getting done with practice at the dojo. which also resulted in johnny making them clean the dojo.

"my knees hurt", royce whined to her dad. her dad just shrugged and walked away.

"my arms hurt", miguel whined to royce, mimicking her. royce turned to him , giving him a glare.

"shut up."

miguel eyes went wide, "my bad hulk". royce smiled.

miguel went over to a box of trophies, royce followed. "so, i uh see you were a karate champion, sensei".

johnny came out of his office, taking a sip of his beer, "you don't have to call me 'sensei' everytime".

"i'm sorry sensei.." miguel paused, "i um..sorry. i'm sorry" he blabbed.

royce chuckled, smiling at his blabbing. she walked over the mirrors and started wiping them.

"oh and , someone needs to clean the toliet", johnny said.

royce eyes widened, "not it!" she yelled. making miguel groan as he got up, she stuck out her tongue, blowing a raspberry. he rolled his eyes.

suddenly, the dojo door opened. royce turned and saw mr.larusso. she put the cloth down and walked towards him. "hey mr.larusso".

"hi, royce. is your dad here?" he questioned. she nodded.

"dad someone is here !" royce yelled.

he came walking out of his office, "welcome to cobra kai".

mr.larusso glared at johnny, "some things never change".

royce scrunched her eyebrows, tilting her head.

"yeah, what are you talking about?" johnny asked mr.larusso.

"i heard you beat up a bunch of teenagers in that parking lot", mr.larusso said sternly, pointing behind him.

royce scoffed, "no he didn't, he was defending me and my friend, mr.larusso. you got it all mixed up".

johnny turned to her, "stay out of this, royce".

royce rolled her eyes, "whatever, i was just telling the truth".

"wow, johnny lawrence defending some people, that's rich man". mr.larusso scoffed.

"what's that supposed to mean?" johnny implored to the guy in the suit.

"uh..look. i'm not here to rehash the past. just stay away from my daughters friends". mr.larusso cautioned.

royce stared at her dad in confusion.

johnny rolled his eyes, "your daughter's friends? yeah that makes sense. nice company she keeps."

"what the hell is that supposed to mean?", car guy asked.

"it means those friends of hers were wailing on a kid half their size" her dad paused, "my daughter being one of them." he pointed to royce. she looked away in embarrassment.

"maybe you don't know your daughter as well as you think you do, get your house order, larusso." johnny continued.

"who the hell do you think you're talking to?"

miguel suddenly popped up behind royce, "bathrooms clean! royce do you need help cleaning the other mirrors?" making royce jump at his loud voice.

royce smacked his head , making miguel look at her. she gestured her head towards the two men who were standing across from eachother.

"oh! i'm sorry, sensei. i.." miguel apologized, taking off his earbuds.

mr.larusso looked like he got hit in the face, "sensei?", he looked at johnny, "really?"

johnny nodded and smirked.

"oh my god kid, i don't know what he's told you but you shouldn't believe a word he says, or you're gonna end up like him." daniel said, turning to royce, pointing a finger at her, "you too".

royce clenched her fists, giving a glare. if looks could kill, daniel would be 6ft under.

"you and i.. this. we aren't done" daniel informed. pointing at johnny. he turned around and walked out the door.

johnny put his arms up, "i'm right here man". trying to provoke mr.larusso.

this made him scoff loudly, turning around as he did. he sighed and waved his arm in a 'whatever' way.

"sheesh, that was intense" royce said.

"i'm sorry if i interrupted anything, sensei, should i do push-ups on my knuckles?" miguel apologized.

johnny chuckled, "right. like you could".

"way to give confidence dad". royce scoffed.

"well, i have to get home, bye" miguel bid his goodbyes. and left the dojo.

royce and johnny went right home after.