Family History

Our story begins at an unusual location: a tech repair shop buzzing with activity. A teenage boy, Robby, wearing a shirt emblazoned with the brand "Tech Town," is talking to an older man.

"Don't worry, sir. I deal with twenty of these a day; I'll take care of it," Robby reassures him, his confidence evident.

The man visibly relaxes but Robby continues, "It might take a little while, though, because..." He starts mumbling about complex computer mambo jumbo.

The man interrupts, chuckling nervously, "You know what? I'm just gonna grab a Starbucks and I'll come back in an hour or so."

Robby replies, "Sounds great! Oh, and what's your password? Just so I can log in."

The man responds, "It's password."

Robby chuckles, "Don't sweat it; mine is 1234." The man fake laughs, clearly not amused. "Thanks for taking care of this, um, Eduardo. You're a lifesaver."

"It's my pleasure," Robby says, grinning.

He takes the laptop and walks to the back where three men are waiting. One of them, a burly guy, calls out, "Yo, Robby! What do we get?"

"Fifteen inches," Robby replies casually.

A man with a mustache nods approvingly. "Noice."

Robby takes off his shirt and tosses it to a topless man, who catches it. "Thanks, Eddie! We'll get you your cut."

Some time later, Robby, now wearing a different shirt, announces, "We have three guys right now willing to pay $400, no questions asked."

"Oh man," one of the guys exclaims, continuing, "Dude, have each Venmo half and give it to whoever shows up first."

Robby raises an eyebrow. "What about the other two?"

"Sucks for them," the guy shrugs before grabbing his skateboard and leaving.

Robby gets up and follows the two men on his skateboard but suddenly stops when he sees a Cobra Kai poster on the ground. He picks it up, and the black man chuckles, "What, you looking to take karate?"

Robby's expression turns serious. "No, it's my fucking dad." He throws the poster to the ground, frustration boiling over, and leaves with the other two.

That night, we find Johnny, clearly inebriated, spray painting a giant penis on the billboard of LaRusso Auto Group. Memories flood back to him, his loss to Daniel LaRusso at the All Valley, Kreese beating him up, and the day he abandoned Robby at his birth. Anger, sadness, and distress swirl inside him. He punches the billboard, creating a hole where Daniel's mouth is, laughing maniacally before climbing down and speeding away in his Firebird.

The next morning, I was having breakfast with the LaRussos. I had spent the night cuddling with Sam, feeling both content and slightly nervous. Daniel was a mix of excitement and anxiety about having his daughter's boyfriend sleep over, but Amanda reassured him that nothing would happen.

After Amanda left for the dealership, Daniel said, "Come on, I'll take you to school."

We hopped into the car, and Daniel added, "We'll have to make a stop at the dealership so I can sign some papers."

"No problem, we have plenty of time," Sam replied, and Daniel nodded.

As we drove, Daniel's phone rang. He answered, "Hey, hon."

"Hey, are you close?" Amanda asked.

"Yeah, sorry for running late. I'm taking the kids to school."

"Look, I just wanted to brace you for the billboard," Amanda said.

At that moment, we all caught sight of it: a giant penis on the LaRusso billboard. We fell silent, absorbing the absurdity until I broke the tension. "Someone is overcompensating," I remarked, and Sam giggled.

Daniel erupted with a string of profanities that were definitely not safe for young children or pregnant women.

After dropping us off at school, Daniel was giving a statement to the police. "Frankly, we are big supporters of the department. We donate every year to the charity drive. I just want you to go out and round up the scum that did this."

Amanda chimed in, "Don't worry, honey. Nobody is going to see it."

Daniel replied, "We picked that location specifically for the traffic"

Amanda interrupted, "Nobody is going to see it's you; it's the dick's billboard now. People drive by so fast they're never gonna spot you."

Outside, they heard people laughing and shouting, "Did you guys see the billboard ".