An idea that just popped into me head one day.
What if Mushu was a little more angry with the horse at one point during the original movie?
(Sequel is crap to me and non-canon as well. Don't know why I said that as it's not relevant, but I feel I just had to make it blatant.)
What if Mushu lost his patience?
You Know Who!
"I think it's time we take matters into our own hands," Mushu glowered at the retreating shadow of Chi Fu. The red dragon marched off into the empty command tent, leaving behind a young cricket temporarily wondering about the name of his little appendages.
Soon enough, Cri-Kee found himself jumping up and down energetically, like a piece of popcorn over a frying pan. He was typing up a (fake) letter to summon Shang's forces to the front lines. Once he was finished, he let his older friend read and critique it.
"Okay, lemme see what you've got."
From General Li,
Dear son, we are waiting for the Huns in the Pass. It would mean a lot if you could come and back us up.
Love,
Dad
Well, it was heartwarming and cute, Mushu had to admit. But…
"That's great, except you forgot a little detail. Something I shouldn't have to remind you of. HELLO?!"
Cri-Kee jumped.
"This is the ARMY! Make it sound more URGENT please! You know what I'm talking about?"
Cri-Kee gave a trembling salute. He now saw the sense in the point that the dragon made. He quickly and frantically began hopping on the ink, then onto the parchment of paper.
Ink. Paper. Ink. Paper. Ink. Paper. Ink. Paper.
Mushu scanned over the letter while Cri-Kee printed this time.
Hurry, my Son!
The Huns have started to overwhelm my forces! They are taking out a hundred men a day!
Our stronghold might not even last a week anymore! You must start moving your forces here now!
It is probably a selfish and wishful desire, born of my fatherly love, but I only hope now that I will still be around when you arrive with our reinforcements.
Love from Dad.
Cri-Kee barely registered Mushu speaking.
"That's better – much better – let's go!"
Just as he finished hopping, Mushu pulled the parchment from underneath him, sending him tumbling through the air with a squeak.
For his plan to work, Mushu needed a horse.
Shang's horse was out of the equation. He didn't know the ancestral dragon and Mushu would be damned before he let the old white horse trample him.
That left the only other horse in the camp.
"Khanny, baby!" he called as he leaped onto the black and white colt. The young horse rotated his head to greet him with an annoyed glare. "Yo, we need a ride!"
The colt replied by shooting out drinking water from his mouth. The jet blasted the dragon away into a barrel, which momentum rolled into a nearby haystack. Bruised and bemused, Mushu crawled out, spitting prickly hay. He regained his senses soon enough, and furiously leapt to his feet.
"I've had it with you! You are dishonoured! YA HEAR ME! DISHONOURED!"
The horse just ignored him. Which only ticked Mushu off even more.
Enraged to the point where he wanted to release a blazing fireball (but couldn't because he'd kill everyone in the immediate area), Mushu summoned up all of his hateful energy into a shout that all the Earth could hear.
"KHAN!"
(Dramatic music. Slowly zoom out from Planet Earth.)
"KHAN!"
It seemed the whole galaxy heard it.
You'd be wrong.
The whole Universe heard the scream of an angry, red, flightless dragon bellowing one name with total venom.
"KHAN!"
KHAN!
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30th of September, 2016.