( SEASON 3,
EPISODE 6: KING COBRA )

THOMAS was happy to see his boyfriend tapping his foot, meaning he was already succeeding at walking again. However, the teenager never expected to end up in Johnny Lawrence's apartment, his dad would kill him. As for what happened that night with Cobra Kai, he was traumatized. He was scared, not mostly for Sam but for everyone else around him. The teen was worried that Olivia was next to get hurt, she was already suffering enough at home, why her?

"You writing a novel?" Miguel spoke, making Tom jump out of his thoughts. He glances at Johnny's computer screen, seeing a whole ass essay written. "Oh. No, it's a Facebook message." He answers as he comes back from grabbing a beer. "That? For who?" Thomas questions, sinking his back on the couch. "I, uh...babe from high school."

"Oh." He nods, understanding. "Ali." Johnny replies again. "Ali? Like, the Ali?" Miguel asks in excitement. "Wait- I'm confused, who's Ali? Is she famous?" Tom furrowed his eyebrows, looking at the two. "This is huge. This is huge! She and Johnny go way back." Miguel looks at Tom, explaining. "So...she's not famous?"

"Ask your dad, he'll know." He smirks, taking a sip of his beer. Here's the thing, he and his dad barley even talk anymore. Maybe it was the fact that Daniel was scared of losing his child, his first son. Daniel tried everything, therapy, food, talking, nothing worked so he figured he'd just let Tom be. He wasn't a shitty dad, but then sometimes he was.

"You're not..actually gonna send that, are you?" Tom looks at Johnny and then back at the computer screen. "You cannot send her that message." Miguel remarks slowly, making sure Johnny heard him clearly. "Why not?" He asked the couple. "Because that message is like...two-hundred pages, dude. And...for some reason in all caps, she's gonna think your one of those screaming people in Japan."

Miguel and Johnny both stare at Tom confused. "I've see them.." He spoke with a shrug. "Guys, I have thirty-five years' worth of stuff to say, all right?" He moves the computer towards him so he could see the screen better. "Ok, yeah, yeah. Yeah. But shorter messages are way cooler. Like, this just looks desperate. And a little creepy." Miguel explained verbally.

"Sending her this would be like if you...." He trails off and thinks of what to say. "liked all her posts." Tom finishes for him, making Miguel snap his fingers and point at him, "exactly."

Johnny looks down and the two instantly knew what he meant. "Oh, no." The teenagers said at the same time, disappointed looks on their faces. "What the hell, guys? I enjoyed the photos! And there's a button for that, why wouldn't I click it?" Johnny defends.

"Because she can see that."

"All right, I got amped-up, ok?" He looks at the computer screen. "Look, she put a smiley face. It's even got little red cheeks." He points at the emoji, showing it to them. "Is she gettin' hot? Feelin' hot? What am I supposed to do with that?" Johnny explained. "It's probably a nice gesture." Tom guesses with a small shrug.

Miguel takes a look at the screen, reading her message. "Ok, she says she wants to know what you've been up to. Good. This is good. We can salvage this. Let's just make you a kick-ass profile. You'll be sending your message from a position of strength." He explained to Johnny. "You know how to make a kick-ass profile?"

"I do, Tom doesn't." "Hey!" Tom exclaimed, offended. "You have...zero posts, dude." Miguel glances at him. "Olivia has more posts than you. And its only one, and that was for your birthday." Miguel explained. "Okay, but still..." He rolls his eyes. "Do you have any photos?" Asked Miguel.

"Yeah. Don't move, guys." He sets his beer down, getting up from the couch. "Ha! I said don't move." Johnny chuckles, making the two roll their eyes. He got the photos and from the help of Johnny he got Miguel out of his bungee shit.

Miguel and Thomas both look at the photos, seeing they were only pictures of him in high-school and shirtless. "Those are my only photos. Don't have much after high-school." He explained to them. "Okay um...do you have any where your swearing a shirt maybe?"

"Yes." Johnny pulls out a picture from the box, handing it to Thomas. "Here you go. How's that?" He asks. The two look at the photo, seeing he was wearing a shirt but his nipple was popping out. "You know, we're probably just better off going with some news photos." Miguel nods simply. "Yeah, like present day?"

"Exactly." Thomas answers. "Not sure I want you guys to grease me up right now. Baby oil gets over everything." He explains to them. "We're not gonna...." Miguel trails off, making Tom furrow his eyebrows. "I was just thinking maybe we could go with something more contemporary. Yeah?"

"Yes! We'll look at what Ali's into, take pictures of me doing the same stuff!" Johnny points at the two. Miguel nods quickly while Thomas rubbed his forehead, now understanding why his dad doesn't like him. "Not exactly what I meant." Miguel told him. "I'm not doing yoga."

"No." "I will pet a dog." "Oh, so we're really doing this?" Thomas looks up. "Think the aquarium will let me get in with the dolphins?" Asked Johnny. "Johnny, excuse me...but what the fuck?" He asks. "You know what? We could Fotomat it."

"What?"

"All right. Let's go, hot wheels. C'mon."

There was Miguel, taking pictures of Johnny. The two took turns, Thomas did five snaps, so did Miguel. Currently, they were at a restaurant and Johnny ordered sushi. "That's one way to do it." Miguel said as he stabed the sushi, "what the hell is this shit?" Johnny sniffs the food. "It's a dragon roll." Thomas answers. "Basically, you have some fresh avocado, some chopped up cucumber, some snow crab, and unagi on top." Miguel explains.

"What? Unagi?" "It's freshwater eel." Tom smiles casually. "Eel? People actually eat that crap?" He asks. "It's very popular." Miguel remarks. "Just have an open mind."

"Just take the picture. Ready?" Johnny asks. "Yeah." He boredly answers. He raises the camera up, snapping pictures of Johnny eating the food. "Yeah, there we go. All right. Yes." The two hype him up, knowing Johnny wasn't enjoying his food. Suddenly, something caught his eye.

Thomas turns, seeing it was the same lady from last time. It was Counselor Maxwell, and she was looking at Tom. Pursing his lips, "i'll uh...i'll be right back." He says, getting up. "Alright." Miguel smiles softly, taking the picture. Using his crutches, the teen makes his way towards the lady. "You following me now?"

"Is that what you think?" She asks as she sips her drink, "listen, I don't know what the hell is your deal, but getting me to let everything out is kinda hard. Try anything you want, but I will NEVER tell you shit." Tom explains to her. He was about to leave, turning around but he quickly stopped as she spoke again.

"Your dad emailed me."

He turns around, confused. "What?" He questioned again, "i'm here in town, because your father emailed me. I helped him in middle school, and when I read his email I could tell how broken he was." She explains. Thomas thinks for a moment, "yeah? Well I'm nothing like my dad, I'm not the perfect one like Sam."

"You don't have to be the perfect one."

"Yes I do! You understand what the fuck it's like to live in my shoes, feeling like everyone's- judging your every move." Maxwell finished for him, making his angry expression drop. "I know what it feels like. I may not understand the pain your are enduring right now but I can reassure you, it gets better." She explained.

There was now awkward silence, "how do you know my dad?" He asked her. Tom didn't even notice Tory walked right past him, since he was now sitting down in front of her. As she notices Miguel was there, she spoke, "Miguel?"

Johnny left to the bathroom, so he was alone. "Tory." Miguel says, his expression dropping. "How'd you know I worked here?" She asks him. "I didn't. I thought you worked at the roller rink." Miguel replies. "No, that's at night. I gotta work two jobs now. Moms not doing well." She explains. "I'm sorry."

"No, I'm sorry." Tory sits in front of him, "i know that I should've come to see you." She starts, "i just didn't know how to help."

"You lied, didn't you?"

Tory's head shot up, looking at him. "Samantha never said anything about us. It was you, wasn't it?" He asks. Tory gulps, frozen. "She kissed you- yeah, she kissed me, but she didn't tell people that I was hooking up with the wrong LaRusso." He explains. "I actually told Samantha she did it..." Miguel looks down.

"Miguel, why them? They're bad people. We're doing everything we can to get at Miyagi-Do for what they did to you." She explained, making Miguel's head shot up. "As Sensei Kreese says, if one is us gets hurt, we all get hurt."

"Nobody else got hurt, Tory. I'm the one in wheelchair- yeah I just meant- Thomas is the one in crutches." He butts in. "That wasn't from us. That was because he was stupid and drunk and didn't look both ways." Tory blunty replies. Miguel froze, shocked at her words. After realizing what she said, her expression instantly changed. "I-I didn't mean it like that..."

"I never cared about these dojos, Tory.." Miguel stated. "I care about our friendship." He says. "Did you?" She asks. "Or were you just going out with me to get over your little boyfriend?" She asked. The teen let that sink in, he knew she was right. "That was a mistake, okay? I was scared."

"You're still scared now, aren't you?" She asked him. Miguel looked at her, "i'm not stupid."

"Tory, we could've talked it all out..." He sighed. They all remembered that fight like it was yesterday, the way Tory said, "you kissed Miguel." When she didn't, she tried, Miguel instantly pulled away, they didn't even touch lips. "I was angry." She said. "I understand that but, I know your helping your mom and all...maybe you just need help..."

"So you're saying I'm crazy?"

"I didn't say that." Miguel closes his eyes, understanding how wrong that sounded. "No it's okay, everyone does. I don't give a shit. All that matters is who wins in the end." Tory explained, angry at him. "Nice seeing you." With that, Tory got up and just left.

"I would chat more, but I have to get home." Maxwell checks her watch, leaving cash on the table for the waiter. "O-okay." He says with a sigh. He gets up, "thomas. Call me if you need anything, all right?" Tom nodded, letting the lady leave.

That story, was a trainwreck.

.......

Thomas looks at Miguel, who was in a horrible mood. Tom wasn't stupid, he could tell something was wrong. "Hey, you okay?" He asks him. "No." He quickly said, looking up at him. The two were in his room, sitting on the bed. "W-What's wrong?"

"Thomas." He grabs his hand, looking at him. "I love you, and I wish we could be married, moved away from everyone." He starts and Tom could instantly knew where this was going. Ever since he spoke with Tory, Miguel was overthinking everything.

"I'm scared and I just need some time..." He looked down. "How long?" Asked Tom, who's voice broke from the sentence. "I don't know..." The teenager answered, "you don't...you need to find someone else.." Miguel could feel his voice break as well, "w-what?"

If this was a dream, he really wanted to wake the fuck up. "I'm sorry..." Tom gulps, "i uh...i'm gonna go home." He figured he was going to get in trouble since he didn't go to his grandma's, but he didn't care, now he just wanted to go home and cry.

"I'll text you?" Miguel asks as Thomas gets up. He nods, the two trying so hard to not cry. With that, he left and then he was gone. In just a matter of seconds, he was gone.

-- LIV!
drama has been kinda
dead lately so i spiced up
this chapter ✨✨ this was
over 2000 words so this took a while
thank you