The Truth(pt.1): Mama, Why can't Team 9 fight?

Gym:

A brand new gym has opened up and the neighborhood is loving it! Geez this is bringing all the kids out, the girls out, and even the elderly. Seriously, even the elderly are leaving their retirement homes and crawling there pruned asses to Mama's gym. Yea Mama's gym may have put old man Bruno out of business and now he's soon to be homeless, but who cares?! This place has got a whole gym full of iron, and heavy bags for their boxing and kickboxing classes.This news is wilder than the gossip spreading about Zeke and Zena. Towards the back are bootcamp space with boot camp equipment. This is, the best! They even have a small ring where Mama thoroughly whooped old man Bruno's ass. He will soon be the revolutionary business owner of all Mahougakure. What does this have to do with team 9? Who knows but Mama said knock "You" out! And we all know Team 9 can't throw hands! If they could, they'd roll up in here at "Yo Mama's Weightlifting -Bootcamp-Kickboxing-and A-Little Experience In Boxing- St.Baptist- Pro Fighting Gym" off of 163rd and Satin avenue.

Founder:

Rules:

surprisingly compared to the size of this town, news move fast, a little too fast, Ahmya left from a clothing store which didn't exactly have the taste she like she choose to leave, yet the second she walked out the store it hit her; like a guy with bad breathe, "Team 9, can't compete with Yo Mama's gym." The words were as plain as day. "Who said that?" She asked the group who was having a conversation beside the distaste store. "Its the word around town" they said in synchronization before laughing. Ahmya threw a grin on her face and decide to pay this Yo Mama a visit and show her exactly what her and demon snow to give her, the thought of consulting her team never breeze through her mind since they all could've taken down this cheap excuse for a gym single handedly, well, maybe not Diana but that was the matter right now.

Ahmya arrived at the gym after a two hours of endlessly walking around, it seemed she wasn't exactly the best at thinking before she acted which almost always put her into a complex situation. Ahmya's finally meet with the gym's entrance, and well she wasn't to happy with kicking open the door causing it to open fast and just as quickly slam into her face "fuck." she screamed holding the bridge of her nose walking into the gym. "Who is the owner of this trash ass gym?" She questioned loudly as she began to examine some of the equipment which they had inside the gym, obviously they were better than the trash her father had at home, yet she'd be damned if she had to admit.

As Ahmya barged into the gym making a scene, her loud voice would be drowned by the upbeat techno remixes of regular songs playing loudly in the gym.  Despite how loud the music was it still wasn't loud enough for Ahmya to hear the receptionist's soft spoken voice. " Well hello visitor and welcome to Yo Mama's Weightlifting -Bootcamp-Kickboxing-and A-Little Experience In Boxing- St.Baptist- Pro Fighting Gym! I can tell this is your first time at a gym. Apart from the desperate need for Yo's Extreme Weight Loss , Don't Be A Fat Ass program what else brought you in here today?" She would give Ahmya the sweetest smile as she gently guided her by the hand to the front desk where she should have stopped. She'd patiently await her answer.