Thread: Jason's Obstacle Course Training (2/26/10 Attn: Jason)

Hearing JTM call for him, Jason puts down his book and goes to the door, opening it. Seeing the beer in front of his door, he picks it up. He starts walking down the hall to the steps. Seeing other beers on the steps he walks down the steps, picking them up as he goes. With his arms filled he reaches the bottom of the stair case.

"You ready to start the combat training? Cool. I'm ready when you are."

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Jason

JTM looks at Jason a lil upset with the beer bottles in his hand.

“Ok. Well, you can start by putting those beer bottles back where you found them. Better yet, give em to me.”

He takes them from Jason, getting up and putting the bottles back where he had originally placed them, grumbling a bit.

What is up these damn Caitiffs? Are they that fucking stupid? I swear. Make me do more work every time I have to train them. At least Pius knew what to do to learn his mad combat muscle flexing skills. Why can’t they be more like him? Shit!!!

He comes back down the stairs. He walks back over to his couch standing there next to Jason on the coffee table to couch side.

“K, Jason. You ready for this? (puts his finger up to him) This is what you gotta do. Now, listen carefully. I’ve placed 12 beers all over this house. You are gonna take this empty beer box (picks it up from the table shoving it into his chest), and start running around here to find em and put em in there. When you get them all, set the full box down on this coffee table. I’ll be sitting here with Barbie timing you. I want to see you haul ass and burn rubber. I want to see your fucking shoes fall apart and your feet touch the floor by your blinding speed. Make the carpet whip back and stir the dust up in this place. You get what I mean. Now I should dock you time for knowing where some of the bottles are, but lucky for you, Barbie said to let it slide and she got all decked out for this too. You need to thank her. Just letting you know this now, no one has ever got it right the first time, (starting to sit on the couch while talking) so give it your best shot Your time starts. Now!!! What the fuck are you standing here for? Get going!!! (claps at him a couple times) Move, Jason!!! Move your ass!!!”

He sits back on the couch looking over at Barbie shaking his head.

“He aint gonna do it is he? That’s what I thought too, Barbie.”

He chuckles waiting for Jason to begin his training, clicking on the TV.

Before JTM’s finished speaking, Jason’s already snatched the empty beer box and swiftly moves up the steps grabbing bottles as he goes.

Tear back down the stairs after picking up all the bottles on the stairs and in the second floor hallway, he speed by the TV grabbing that one.

Zipping into the kitchen he finds one next to the sink. He looks around, seeing the one on the coffee table does a quick count and comes up short, the stars opening all the drawers, cabinets, and finally the fridge. He grabs the one he finds there and then streaks over to the coffee table. He sets the box on the table and with out stopping runs back up stairs and throws his door open to his room then flies back down. In his hand he has another beer and with that one plus the one off the table that fills the box.

Still then without stopping, he moves back to the kitchen, puts all the draws and cabinets back in place. Once this is done he speeds back to the couch and takes a seat, smiling at JTM.
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Jason

JTM watches him bolt and return back faster than expected. He looks at Barbie who has her whistle in her messed up hair doing a triple take on Jason sitting next to him in a split second.

“Whoa!!!! Wow!!!! Guess there’s always a first on doing it the first time. You passed with flying colors, Jason. Now do me a favor, will ya.”

He grabs one of the beers out of the box.

“Could you put the rest of em back in the fridge before they start to get warm (pause) roomie? Thanks. See Barbie…..he’s a keeper.”

He hands him the filled box then goes back to watching his TV.