Yo. So, this is my first Kung Fu Panda story :I Of course, I have an OC for it. I usually don't read a whole lot of fanfics with oc's in them due to the fact that ...well, I just don't.
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Anywizzle, hope enjoy the first chapter :B
What's the point of putting "I DON'T OWN KUNG FU PANDA LOL"? You all know I don't :B
One more thing, this doesn't necessarily have a plot to it. Well, maybe. Ah, you'll find out.
It was quite a peaceful, late afternoon in the Valley of Peace. Crisp, crunchy leaves fell from the trees as the autumn weather began to settle in. We find our five heroes training at the Jade Palace with the Dragon Warrior as they did every other day. Ever since Tai Lung had been defeated months prior, Master Shifu was a bit more lenient on the kung fu warriors, giving them the opportunity to do as they pleased rather than training all day, every day.
The large doors creaked open as Zeng, the Jade Palace's goose messenger waddled in and over to the old red panda with a small female following behind him.
"Master Shifu, you have a visitor." Zeng informed the master as he motioned to the female. Shifu nodded once and stuck his hand out.
"That's enough for today." He told the Furious Five and Dragon Warrior then turned back to the two animals.
"Hello, Master Shifu." The girl greeted, putting her hands together and bowing in respect. "I'm afraid I have some very saddening news."
Shifu's eyebrows raised just a smidge. "Oh?"
"Yes. I'm sure you probably don't remember me. I haven't been here in a very long time," She started then cleared her throat awkwardly. "I'm sorry to say that Yus Wai cannot paint anymore. He… passed away not too long ago."
Shifu's peaceful expression had faded and now turned into one of sudden sadness. "Did he really? That's terrible…" He muttered as he remembered how he and the man were such good friends over the years. Yus was the top painter in China when he was alive. He painted for legendary kung fu warriors, emperors, and other royalty. No one could compare to the man's art skills.
"You said you've been here before?" Shifu asked the female. She nodded her head slowly.
"Yes. Don't you remember? I'm Yus' daughter. I visited a few times when I was very young."
Shifu's ears perked, now suddenly realizing who this girl was. "Nu? Little Nu?" She smiled and nodded once more. "My goodness, you have grown so much."
Nu shrugged and chuckled. "Not by much, but, yes, I suppose." She stated, for she was only a head or so taller then Shifu. "Master Shifu…I know no one could ever be as good as my father but he taught me everything he knew about the art of painting. If you still need an artist, I'd be happy to do it anytime."
Shifu closed his eyes and thought for a minute. Painting wasn't necessarily a big deal in the Jade Palace, but that didn't mean it still wasn't appreciated. Everyone in the land adored such things as art and entertainment and when a good artist or musician came up, it was hard to ignore. "Come with me." He said to Nu then turned to the other six. "You too."
Shifu had led them to the courtyard in the middle of the palace. The six masters still had no idea what was going on or who this small female was in the first place.
"I'm sure this is a fine place for you to paint, Nu." Shifu said.
"It is very nice," Nu agreed. "What will I be painting, Master?"
"The Furious Five of course…and the Dragon Warrior."
"Dragon Warrior, eh?" She whispered to herself then looked over at the group. "So, who is it? Tigress? Crane? Monkey? Viper? Mantis?"
"Nope!" Po, the large panda chuckled then pointed to himself. "Me." He grinned. Even after all that had happened, he still couldn't get over the fact that he was what he always wanted to be; A master at kung fu.
Nu blinked. "…Him? The panda?" She asked Shifu but didn't get an answer. She looked around and saw that Shifu had left. "Uh…" She looked back at the group and waved meekly. "Well, I guess I should probably introduce myself…my name is Nu and apparently, I'm going to be painting you all today." She bowed.
"You're going to paint us? That's AWESOME!" Po exclaimed, and then rubbed his big white belly. "Already got your canvas!"
Nu chuckled a little bit. "No, I'm painting you, not painting on you." She put a finger up to her lips. "Uhm…I'll be right back. I left all my stuff…" And with that said, Nu ran out of the courtyard and down the very long flight of stairs.
A little while later, Nu came back up the steps and into the courtyard, breathing hard as she set her items down. She had an easel, many paints in a little wooden box, all different kinds of brushes, and a few little containers full of water. She plopped herself down on the ground and the group began to worry.
"Are you alright?" Viper asked with concerned eyes as she slithered over.
Nu nodded and let out a big breath. "Yes, I'm okay. Those stairs are just…brutal." She shook her head and stood up. She set up the easel and gathered her paints together. "Alright, you guys ready?"
They all got into posing positions and stood still so the small Margay could match up their looks perfectly on the paper. She had never drawn a group picture before but she wasn't going to say that out loud. She was thinking to herself when Mantis' voice had interrupted her train of thought.
"So, are you like, ten or something?" He asked.
Nu cleared her throat. "No, I'm not ten. I'm much older than that."
"…Nineteen?" Monkey tried to guess.
"Nope, older." Nu shook her head as she finished the black and white sketch.
"Older?" Crane looked surprised. "But…"
"Yes, it's kind of a birth defect you could say." The small female explained. "Stunted growth is a real problem that skipped my mother's generation. If I were normal, I'd probably be around Master Tigress' height, maybe shorter." She didn't seem too upset about it. Heck, she was used to it by now. Or so she'd like to think. After a while, Nu looked up at the sky and noticed it dimming and its daytime blue beginning to turn into all sorts of pinks and purples and oranges.
"Hey, guys, it's starting to get a bit late. I'm going to have to finish this tomorrow. D-do you think Master Shifu will be okay with that?" Nu asked, hesitantly.
"Oh, pfft, of course!" Po said, nodding, honestly not knowing whether Shifu would be alright with that or not. He just figured it wasn't a big deal.
"Oh, good." Nu chuckled nervously. "Er, can someone help me bring this stuff back to my place? It's…kind of heavy."
Monkey raised his hand and said, "I'll go." He sprang over and lifted the easel over one of his shoulders. Nu grinned as she waved goodbye to the five warriors making their way into the palace to eat dinner.
"Aren't these steps complete torture?" Nu asked Monkey, trying to be friendly and make conversation.
Monkey shrugged. "I've been up and down them so many times that I've gotten used to them." He laughed. "And trust me; you don't know torture." He added with a chuckle.
Nu led the way to a tree that had a rather large wooden box up on the branches. "I'm glad you came along." Nu said, looking up at the box. "I would've never been able to get this stuff up there when I can barely get up there myself…"
"This is where you live?" Monkey asked, cocking an eyebrow. She was the only citizen of the Valley of Peace who didn't actually live in the Valley, but near it.
"Yes, I can't afford to go anywhere else." Nu sighed sadly then shrugged. "But could y-" She was cut off by watching Monkey jump from branch to branch until he was inside the box. He reached down and Nu handed him first the easel and then the wooden box filled to the brim with paint, paintbrushes, and water containers.
"Thank you so much for helping with my things." Nu thanked him from down on the ground. "Uhm…can you pull me up?" She asked, embarrassed. She usually had to climb the tree to actually get up there when no one was around to help her.
Monkey extended his arms and said, "Grab on!" She took his hands and he hauled her up, Nu squealing a bit. He laughed and set her down in the tree house then jumped out, landing on his feet. "See you tomorrow, Nu!" Monkey waved as he ran off in the direction of the palace.
Yeah, the first chapter is pretty bland. I promise it won't be in the next chapters though D:
DAT GURL'S A PAINTER, MM-HMM HONEYCHILDPLZ.