"I know what you did!"

Suddenly, the fog of early morning fatigue was shattered. 

"Mm- what?" 

"I know what you did. You're a Senchi. You're one of them."

Clearly, this one had done his fair share of homework. 

"I've got some friends headed your way. They're not to be trifled with."

I sighed.

"Tell them to do their worst." I challenge, then hang up. 

I only have enough time to put on a pair of sweatpants before I hear a few bangs on the front door. I do my best to look tired and walk over to the door. 

"Mmm?" I open the door and greet the three large men there with a tired groan. They imprudently shoved the door open, all of them pushing in. Wisely, I distanced myself. 

"You know why we're here, punk," one said. I gave a good natured shrug.

"We'd best get started then. I have school in an hour," was all I could say.

I still was a bit tired, so I don't quite remember in vivid detail the ensuing fight. 

Punches were thrown, and all were neatly dodged. Then I started giving my opinion on their fighting style, around some punches and kicks of my own. It took longer than I would have liked, but inside three minutes, all three of them were lying prostrate on the carpet, all unconscious. I tapped a few buttons on my phone and left it. Another nearby Senchi would come over and take care of them. After all, I had a very tight schedule. I'd better get ready for school