The water park pulsed with summer energy—music thumping from the speakers, kids darting between slides and churro stands, and Cobra Kai fully posted up like they owned the place.

You were sitting on Robby’s lap in one of those giant poolside loungers, sipping a smoothie while his hands lazily traced circles on your bare thigh. You wore a black bikini under your open Cobra Kai tee, and Robby? Black swim trunks and a smug little smirk he wore way too well.

“You realize every guy’s been checking you out since we walked in,” he murmured near your ear, voice low and rough.

You smirked, popping the straw out of your mouth. “And what are you gonna do about it, Keene?”

Robby leaned in like he was about to kiss you, lips brushing yours… but instead, he whispered, “Guess I’ll just have to remind you who you belong to later.”

You gasped, pushing his face playfully. “You’re ridiculous.”

Just as his arms pulled you tighter, a loud voice cut through the chaos.

“Wow. Cobra Kai really does think they’re celebrities now.”

You turned. Sam, Miguel, and a few of the Miyagi-Do/Eagle Fang crew stood by the edge of the pool, arms crossed, eyes narrowed.

“Oh great,” Robby muttered, his jaw already tightening.

Tory stood from her lounger with a sigh, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “Didn’t realize this was the kiddie pool.”

“You want to say that again?” Sam stepped forward.

You slid off Robby’s lap just in time for the shouting to turn into pushing. Kenny shoved Miguel. Hawk cracked his knuckles, and water went flying as Demetri stumbled into the shallow end.