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It wasn't long before Randy VIII's birthday was approaching. Normally, twelve was the age around which training would be switched from simple group courses at the gym to more in-depth one-on-one learning either at home or at a location specified by the coach. As Randy VIII had been deemed a very aggressive special-class and his father was to be his coach, however, the at-home training had already begun. He and his father held regular sparring sessions in the yard, the main focus of which was usually his attempting to pin Randy in a set amount of time. So far, he had been quite unsuccessful, but with his age and lack of experience, it was to be expected. Randy was pleased with his son's progress, despite knowing that his military enrollment was growing closer and closer. It would only be another two years now. While most Schickelgrubers who intended to join the military did so at around the age of fifteen, the special-class were expected to start a bit earlier--just as with their training.