Tai lung had successfully dug his tail from underneath the boulder sending it rolling down a slope with frightening accuracy, he flicked the mud from his claws and mad haste towards the village where his sweet dragon scroll dwelled.
When he arrived at the village it looked like a tornado had hit it pots, pans and chunks of wood lay scattered over the streets, The old restaurant that had once seemed so tall and mighty when he was a cub strangely had a rather large hole in it.
What exactly had Shifu let happen in his absence? He really didnt want to know, he turned back to the task he had set out to do, he needed to get up to the palace grab the scroll,leave then, then he'd...He wasn't sure what he would do after that but he'd figure it out no problem.
He bounded up the stairs carefully making sure not to let a stone slip or his tail brush against anything, he needed the element of surprise on his side.
The court yard was empty not surprising, now that he was gone Shifu probably never used it, he hoped he regretted his decision now, and got fat, yes defiantly that.
Inside his ears caught the sound of voices and utensils scraping at dishes, so Shifu had guest? Or maybe Oogway was still alive after all, Shifu had never been the social one.
For now he put aside the thought, and rushed towards the hall of heros his mouth watering at the prospect of finally getting his hands on that scroll. The hall of heros was untouched everything as he remembered, well almost, Tai lungs mouth dropped as he stared up at the place where his scroll should have been, It was empty.
Seriously?
He looked at ceiling in silently asking what he had ever done to deserve this cruel unusual punishment, he just wanted the blasted scroll for goodness sake! was that so much to ask?
He remained staring at the ceiling until he heard a door open which brought him back to reality,
Behind him stood a rather shocked looking Tigress.
He gave her his best grin what could go wrong? "Hey pretty, seen a scroll around here?"
And suddenly that look of shock turned to one of rage and she launched herself at him.
A/N. La la la, what? Okay okay okay, I know its bad and Im late like really really really late I'm sorry but I got writers block.
