Tekken Fanfiction Part 3

Early morning fight

Steve POV
I suddenly woke up early in the morning. I saw the time and it was a few minutes before six. I still had an hour left to sleep so I was about to lie back down but...
*DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG*
Some idiot was spamming on the doorbell! And they just didn't wanna stop.
Dad was still fast asleep and was snoring. In my face.
I gave him a backhand and he just shifted with a groan. Okay so he isn't gonna answer the door. And by the sound of it, no one is...
Okay, time to get out of bed, Fox...
I pulled on my dressing gown and sleepily walked out of the room. I was still kinda drunk but decided to see who that idiot was.
Whoever it was, they were still spamming on the doorbell.
I took the keys that was on the tv cabinet and opened the front door. I was gonna step into the porch and walk down the driveway and go to the gate but I bumped into someone who was bigger than me.
"Who are you?" I asked, rubbing my eye. "And why do you have to spam the doorbell?"
"I'm sorry to disturb you," a gruff voice spoke to me. "But this is important."
"Yeah whatever," I said. "What do you want?"
"I uh I'm uh..." was all he said. "It's important."
He just shoved me in and closed the door. That was enough to wake me up.
Pushed him against the door and punched him in the face and got into my fighting stance.
"Argh... if you insist," he said, scratching his head.
He grabbed me, swung me around and threw me to the sofa. Alright, who is this guy?
I got up and faced him.
"What do you want?" I asked, getting into my fighting stance. "You wanna try me, guv?"
"Well don't take it personally," he said, going back into his stance.
It looked very familiar. I remember seeing it somewhere...
Anyway, I gave him the Gatling Gun. He landed near the tv cabinet and I ran to him.
While he was getting up, I got into my Peekaboo stance.
I gave him Spite Hook before he could even stand up properly and when he was trying to recover from it, I gave him Ten Count.
"That's enough, Amigo," the guy said, standing up and brushing dirt off his suit. "You're gonna ruin my disguise..."
"What?!" I said in surprise. "Who are you?"
"Dios Mío, you still don't know me?" He asked in shock. "Well I guess Maria's effort wasn't wasted..."
It took me a while to process this. The stance, the voice, the fighting style. The 'Maria', the disguise. Oh and the random Spanish.
"Miguel?" I asked, trying to recognise him. "Idiot, it's you!"
I started punching him even more. Mom came down to see what was up because that fight must've caused quite a commotion.
"Steve, is that you?" Mom said, coming down in her dressing gown. "Who's this? How did he get in?"
"Well, try guessing who this idiot is," I said, pointing to him with my hand. "I'm sure it's gonna take you a while."
She stared it for a moment and started laughing.
Auntie Anna came in as if she was hypnotised or something. Her hair looked like she had been electrocuted. And then there was someone behind her.
Shasha walked in while tying her hair up.
"Looks like my plan worked," Miguel said sheepishly. "I woke everyone up."
"Well, all except one," I said. "Dad's still knocked out."
"That idiot sleeps like a dog," said mom. "Anyway, go wake him up."
I went up to my room and he was still snoring. And he was hugging my favourite pillow.
I snatched the pillow from him and woke him up with it.
"What...?" He asked, still half-asleep.
"Wake up," I said, pulling him out of the bed.
"One hour..." he said sleepily.
"What?" I said. "How did you even sleep through all the commotion downstairs?"
"What happened?"
"Come down to find out," I said, turning all the lights on and leaving the room.
That ought to wake him up.
I just went down and he came too, with a nest in his hair, like a zombie.
"You're the wardrobe manager right, Señor Wilson?" Miguel said. "Great, can you fix my disguise up a bit? It got a little disheveled when I got into that fight."
"Eh?" Dad said, looking woolly.
"Um... Señor Wilson?" Miguel asked confused. "Are you okay?"
"Heh..." Dad said, his eyes half-closed.
He looked kinda like a zombie. He was asleep because his head was drooping and only a small part of his pupil could be seen. He was snoring too, with his mouth open.
"Urgh, Steve?" Mom said. "Go get a bucket of water."
"Are you sure it's a good idea?" I said. "It's gonna make a mess."
"I have a better idea," said Shasha, taking out her phone. "Just wait a second."
She went up and brought her speaker and connected it to her phone.
"You guys better cover your ears," she said, searching something in her phone. "There we go. Three... two... one..."
She held the speaker near dad's ears and played the loudest song imaginable. It kinda sounded familiar.
Third Person POV
Adam screamed and fell on his back, covering his ears, fully awake now. He was kinda blown away from the noise.
"What song is that?!" He asked. "That's the loudest thing I've ever heard!"
"Out The Window by Eddie Van Halen," said Shasha. "Best wake up song in the world."
"Wait is it the one from Back To The Future?" Nina asked. "It is right?"
"Yep, that's the one," said Shasha. "Now we know the tittle."
"Looks like I'm gonna use this next time when waking you guys up for breakfast," said Anna. "Mainly for Nina."
"We'll see about that," said Nina. "Anyway, Adam? Miguel was telling you something."
"Wait, you're Miguel?" Adam asked, standing up. "Why are you dressed like that? Oh wait, never mind. Just come to my room. You too, Steve."
"Oh look who's finally awake," Steve said and followed his father upstairs. "You were a total zombie just two minutes ago."
"Yeah whatever," said Adam. "Just come. You need to take a shower first."
Adam fixed Miguel's disguise a bit while Steve was taking a shower.
"I actually didn't recognise you," said Adam. "Your disguise is good."
"Thanks, I had some help," said Miguel. "Maria tortured me for it."
"What did she do?" Adam asked.
Miguel went on to explain how she woke him up so early, almost scorched him with the hairdryer and brutally scratched him with the painful hairbrush.