Okay so, I'm back after a long time away and I haven't given up on 'A Dirty Dogs Past' just a small, or large, break from it all. Decided to write a story about a Drunken Master, for this is my favorite stance in Kung Fu, even more than Panda Stance!
Kung Fu Panda is owned by Dearmworks, OC's are owned by me.
"Ugh, Wha- Where am I?" Xin said, slowly waking up from his drunken stupor. He looked around, trying to get his eyes adjusted to the darkness in the jail cell. "Again, waking up in the jail. Mom and Dad are not going to be happy with this." He told himself, trying to sit up in the cot he slept in. This wasn't the first time he had woken up in a jail cell, he was in here almost every other day, usually from getting into bar fights and beating the crap out of other drunks. He decided to take a second to check himself over for injuries, hoping not to find anything that serious. Checking himself over he found some small cuts on his right arm, the small amount of blood had dried up making his brown fur look really dirty. His khaki shorts were in one piece still, last time he woke up without any on and that was a fun story to explain to his parents. He couldn't find his shirt anywhere before remembering what happened to it. Something about a bet or using it to tie someone up, he just couldn't remember.
As he sat there trying to figure out what had exactly gone on last night he hears some talking out side of his jail cell. He gets up and walks over to the bars and looks outs, not happy with who he saw.
"Xin! There you are, what did you do this time?" Came the worried voice of a mother, his mother to be exact. She had the same colored fur, only it was more clean and well groomed compared to his messy and dirty features. She quickly ran over to the cell and gave him a hug through the bars, "I thought something happened to you when you didn't come home again." There was a lot of concern in her voice.
"I'm fine mother, just some cuts and bruises nothing too serious." He told her, trying to calm her down. "A little quieter though please, I've got a hangover."
"Nothing too serious?" Came another familiar voice, though this one was more angry than worried, "You broke three tables, countless chairs and for some reason a pig was tied to one of the support beams at the bar. How do you explain all of this?"
"Yo dad shut up and speak quieter," Xin said, grabbing his head in pain.
"Don't you tell me what to do young man!" His dad said, not taking into account his son's request. They started getting more and more into an argument in the jail house.
"Hey! I am not a 'young man' anymore, I am seventeen. So you can't tell me what to do anymore." Xin told his dad hoping to shut him up.
"Oh no you aren't. No self-respecting man would spend all of his money at the bar or get into fights every other night. You know who pays for all of those damages don't you? Me, all of my hard earned money gets put towards fixing things you broke!" His dad started yelling at him. His mother grabbed him and tried to calm him down from the argument.
"Calm down dear, nothing to get yourself worked up over. So he broke a few chairs and tied someone to a pole. This is better then the time he came home without pants." His mother chuckled to herself, trying to lighten the mood. His father just looked and her and took a deep breath.
"You're right, let's just go home and deal with this later." He said as he turned and started walking towards the entrance to the jail house with the mother right next to him.
"Wait! Aren't you here to get me?" Xin asked wondering why they were leaving without him.
"Oh, and I thought you were an adult now. We are leaving you here for the night to learn a lesson." His dad said over his shoulder as they left the jail house. Xin just stood there for a moment before remembering his headache and winced in pain.
"Damn hangovers, hate them so much." He told himself as he turned to sit back down.
"Well maybe you shouldn't drink." Came the voice from his sister. He turned back around and saw her standing there.
"Oh, hey Xun..." Xin said, scratching the back of his head. One of the things he hates doing is making a scene in front of his sister. "So, what you up to?" He asked, trying to calm the tension.
"Xin... Why do you do this to mom and dad?" She asked, she always asked him that whenever he went to jail.
"I don't know, having fun I guess. Why do you always ask that?" He walked up to the front of the cell and asked her that.
"I don't know," She says, "But I got a surprise for you. Payed your bail so you can go, mom and dad didn't want to until tomorrow but that would be mean." She said with a smile.
"You what? How did you get the money?" He asked her, she always stuck her head out for him but nothing like this. "Why are you doing this?" He asked, wanting to know her true intentions.
"It's a surprise!" She almost shouted at him, causing him to wince in pain from his hang over. "Oh yeah, sorry about that, but you will have to wait until later. Now let's go you sleepy head, its already late in the afternoon." She walked over and opened up the jail cell, they walked out into the village.
Xin covered his eyes as he walked out into the sun, it was blinding and wasn't helping his hangover one bit. They slowly walked home, not making much conversation at the time. He walked by the bar he went to frequently, there were some repairs going on inside from what he could tell. They got to their home and his sister stopped him before going in.
"Now, mom and dad don't know that you are out yet, dad might start yelling but please don't start a fight." She told him, trying to get the point across.
"Fine, but if he starts anything I'm just walking out of there." He told her before they walked inside.
They walked inside to the one story house, the entrance opened up into the living room, straight ahead was the kitchen and to the right was the hallway leading to the bedrooms. "Mom! Dad! We're home!" Xun shouted.
"Do you have to be so loud?" Xin complained, trying to help his hangover in anyway possible. He quickly walked over to the couch and laid down, closing his eye in hope that it will help his hangover.
"Oh good, dinner will be done shortly!" Their mother called from the kitchen, "What did you mean by 'we're'? Who's here with you?" She asked.
"Who do you think?" Xin said in a quiet voice, but his mother was still able to hear him.
"Oh, Xin is that you?" Their mother said as she walked out from the kitchen, "How did you get out?" She asked, out of concern he borrowed money again.
"Ask her." Xin said, pointing to his sister, "She's got a surprise for all of us." Their mom just gave Xun a confusing look.
"What surprise?" Came the dads voice as he walked out of the hallways leading from the bedrooms. "Xin? What are you doing home?"
"And here we go again..." Xin told himself, knowing what would happen next, "Can we all be quiet? Got a killer hangover and would like some peace and quiet."
"You would like some peace and quiet! How am I suppose to get some peace and quiet when your out at night causing some kind of trouble on a daily basis." The dad shouted.
"I don't have to sit here and take this!" Xin shouted, although that might not of been the smartest move on his part.
"Um, your laying down Xin." Xun said, trying to lighten the mood. She was never that comfortable in situations like this.
"Whatever, point is I'm out of here." He said as he got up from the couch.
"Oh don't leave, dinner is almost done and we can sit down like a family and eat in peace." The mother said, not wanting conflict at a time like this.
"Oh let him go, we will just get him out of jail tomorrow like usual!" His dad shouted at him as he walked towards the door.
There was more shouting and yelling while they were fighting before a knock came at the door. Everyone turned their attention to the door and fell quiet.
"Oh goodie! He's here!" Xun shouted as she ran to the door to open it.
"Who's here?" Asked the dad as he tried to calm down from the fight.
"The surprise!" Xun said as she opened the door to greet the guest.
So who's at the door? What surprise is Xun hiding on the other side? And why did Xin tie that pig to a pole? All shall be answered in the next chapter... except the one about the pig. I don't even know why he did that. As always Read and Review, until next time Good-Bye!