The Days of Baby Po
I was bored, so I decided to write a few one-shot stories (one for each chapter) about Po's misfit in his early age, when his panda mom was still alive…..
DISCLAIMER: It would be really cool if I did own Kung Fu Panda, but I'm stuck with a Tai Lung action figure from McDonald's Kids Meals!
Po yawned and started screaming like most babies do when they're tired or hungry. "MOMMY I WANT FISH NOW!"
Po's mother sighed in tiredness. "Now, Po, we have guests coming over tonight. Take this bowl of Captain Crunchiness to your room and shut up."
Po growled. "NO! I WILL NOT SHUT UP!"
Po's dad picked Po up and lightly tapped his nose. "You won't get any brownies tomorrow if you don't be quiet."
"Me want brownies! I be quiet." Po giggled as he walked off towards his room.
Po's mother sighed. "Kids," she mumbled as she shook her head.
"If he's going to grow up to be a Dragon warrior, we need to teach him proper grammar!" Po's dad exclaimed.
"Dragon Warriors don't need grammar, they need ability." Po's mother argued.
"The ABILITY of proper speech!" Po's dad was furious.
"We'll see about that." Master Shifu said mysteriously.
"Shifu, we didn't see you there!" Po's mother and father gasped simultaneously.
Master Shifu shook his head. "Of COURSE you didn't FOOLS, I just arrived!
Embarrassed, Po's dad greeted the other guests.
"Master Uruguay, welcome." "Miss Piggy, please take a seat!" "Ah, thanks for the pork chops, Rabbiteer!"
Po leaned against the door of his bedroom so he could hear the talk.
"We've gathered you hear today to discuss the traits of a dragon warrior." Po's mother exclaimed.
"Yes, we'd like to see if Po is good enough." Po's dad butted in.
Po's mother glared at him.
Po gasped behind the door, suddenly seeming more determined to listen in on the conversation!
Po's weight shifted, and suddenly the door came crashing down.
Everyone turned to look.
Po blushed, and mumbled, "Sowwy!"
Aww, isn't Baby Po cute? Until next time, SeddieBori101 OUT!