Chin and his gang were marching towards the snowy mountain slopes, the fields gradually turned into a rocky hillside as it led upward.

"So uh, Chin sir?" Asked Bai-Ling nervously "Are we you know, er, friends?"

"What are you talking about Bai-Ling?" asked Chin

"You know, are we friends?"

"We're comrades in a sense, yes, but not what I'd call friends, team mates that's the word, we're team mates"

"Oh"

"Why do you ask?"

"Well it's just… you know, I lived alone, and well, I've never really had a friend before"

"Well that's too bad"

"I mean couldn't you just consider me, you know, your friend?"

"Why?"

"I'd like it"

"Fine we're friends, happy?"

"Can we be friends too boss?" asked Da-Ming

"No"

"Aw"

"So could we do each other's hair and talk about guys?" asked Bai-Ling

"What?"

"That's what friends do right?"

"That's what girls do, not what men do"

"Oh, sorry, I learned about friends by watching my sisters and their friends"

"I thought you lived alone"

"Well not at first, I lived in that house with my family, but then my mother took sick and died and well, my sisters left, they said they'd be back, but they never returned"

"I'm sorry to hear that but-"

"I never actually had friends really, I spent time with my sisters sure, and I watched what they did with their friends and-"

"I don't care"

"Oh…we're still friends right?"

"*sigh* sure"

"Yay!"

Chin and his gang continued until they had reached a steep cliff at the base of the mountain. Chin removed some rope from his belt with a makeshift grappling hook tied to the end.

"Mountain climbing is easy" Said Chin confidently "If you have the right equipment"

Chin swung the rope into the air and it hooked onto a large rock above them.

"Give the rope a good tug to make sure it's safe to climb" Said Chin pulling on the rope.

The large rock the rope was wrapped around slid off the edge and fell. Chin got out of the way just in time as it crashed into the ground where he was standing.

"Er…see I told you it was easy, Da-Ming you go first"

"But boss"

"Shut Da-Ming and climb that mountain!"

"Yes sir!"

Da-Ming unwrapped the grappling hook from the rock and clumsily swung it onto the cliff, it hooked around a more sturdy looking rock. Da-Ming gave it a good pull and ran off. The rock stood still. Chin and his gang slowly made their way up, except for Bai-Ling who flew. The mountain was cold and rough, sharp rocks cut at their feet, and icy winds stung their soft flesh. Bai-Ling had trouble flying in the powerful winds and walked besides Chin, her wings wrapped around her like a blanket.

"H-how m-much f-f-farther?" asked Bai-Ling, the chattering of her teeth sounded the chirping of hyperactive crickets.

"N-not much m-more" responded Chin.

Chin bent down suddenly, his little rat noise sniffing away. With a sweep of his little clawed hands Chin brushed away snow to reveal burnt wood arranged in a circle.

"A c-campfire w-was here" said Chin "I knew I-I s-saw smoke on th-this mountain, c-come one, th-this means there's p-people to rob!"

There was a brief cheer from Chin's gang.

"L-look!" shouted Bai-Ling pointing forwards "Over th-there m-more smoke! They're cl-close!"

"Let's get them!" Shouted Chin

The gang charged in the direction of the smoke, once they got there they stopped dead in their tracks. Two yaks, each bigger than six rats standing on their shoulders, were engaged in some form of unarmed combat, next to their campfire. Around them, rooting them on, were a whole herd of yaks. The biggest one was taller than a tree, wore nothing but a loin cloth, and had a huge meteor hammer in his great hoofs, Chin assumed he was their leader.

One yak toppled the other onto his back, but just as soon as he was down he sprung up again and delivered a viscous head butt to the other. The fight lasted only a short while with the victor helping the loser up. They patted each other on the back like friends.

"Er… maybe we'll just leave these guys be" Chin whispered.

Da-Ming, it seems, didn't hear this, and drew his sword and charged forward towards the yaks.

"Give us all you got, this is a robbery!"

Da-Ming flew through the air over Chin's head and into a pile of snow.

"You!" bellowed the leader of the yaks pointing at Chin "Are you the leader?"

"Leader! Me? No, no, no that was the guy you just hit, I'm his faithful second in command"

"Go get 'em Boss!" bellowed Da-Ming who hadn't heard what Chin had said.

"Heh heh heh, uhhh it seems you knocked the sense out of him"

One of the yaks grabbed Chin and pulled him to where the two were fighting.

"This is Yak clan territory!" he bellowed "If you want to pass you must fight one of us!"

"Er…"

"You will fight Yang, our leader"

"I-uh…Wait! Hold on!"

Chin was pushed forward, and the big yak, Yang, stepped forward. The meteor hammer in his hand looked especially heavy close up. Chin slowly got to his feet, and turned around.

"Well, I don't know, I don't exactly believe in violen-"

Chin spun around and planted a kick straight into Yang's groin before he could react. Yang toppled over into the ground.

"Oh would you look at that I won" said Chin.

"No…Fair" Yang managed to stutter.

Chin kicked him again.

"I believe this calls for a proverb 'he who is must masculine suffers most when kicked between legs'"

"Not… Fair…fight!"

The other yaks drew various weapons from their belts and snorted angrily.

"You must fight again!" ordered one of the yaks "Or we'll kill you!"

"Uhhh-Runaway!" shouted Chin

Chin's gang was gone in a flash, speeding down the mountain with a whole clan of angry yaks behind them.