Okays so randomly my sister told me about this fanfiction thingy where you put you i-Pod on shuffle, and right a drabble to the random song that is playing before the song is over. Sounds hard, but not so much. Went kinda quickly actually. But that's beside the point. Anyway, each chapter will be drabble I wrote, which will be 10 by the time I'm finished. Yay. Please R&R!
Song 1: Young Folks by Peter, Bjorn, and John
Note to self: Yao is hard to write. Please enjoy the fic.
Ling, Chien-Po and Yao stood staring at the army.
"We should go back," Chien-Po, a frightened gentle giant, announced.
"No ways!" Ling yelled, looking at Chien Po with hurt in his eyes. "If we go back, we're cowards."
"I do not care," Chien-Po said sadly.
"We're only gonna be young once!" Ling argued, and looked at Yao for support. Yao gave him none. "Come on guys, have I ever steered you wrong?" Yao and Chien-Po looked at each other.
"Yes," they both agreed at once.
"Imagine what our elders would say if we don't go!"
"I do not care about what they will say!" Chien-Po said, completely out of character, but overruled by nervousness. "I only care about staying alive, and I do not want to go fight in the army."
"Come on you guys! We gotta stick together! I can see there's something going on in your brains. But listen to your old pal, Ling. We gotta go in the army while we're young!"
Yao stepped forward. "For once I kinda sorta agree with Ling."
Chien-Po sighed. "Oh being young is a curse of the ancestors!" And he let out a great wail.
"So are you guys ready to go kill some Huns?" Ling asked. Yao and Chien-Po nodded. Ling began to whistle, and they all walked down the sunny hill toward the camp. They were on to becoming men.
