Pitch stared at Po, who was trying to get out of the nightmare sand that bonded him to the ground. Po tried turning the sand to glass, but more sand just replaced it. Pitch watched with amusement a full five minutes until Po finally started breathing heavily, having ran out of energy.

"Are you done? Because this is getting laughably pathetic." Pitch asked.

"Not until you let me go." Po protested. "I'm not gonna let you turn me into a fearling! Or a nightmare, mostly because I'm a guy! Oh crap, my staff! Where's my staff!"

"I never said I'd do that. And over there." Pitch pointed to the farthest right corner of the room, where Po's staff and holder was.

Pitch placed the tray in front of Po. Po looked at the tray and saw the soup was filled with noodles and the tea was green. There were also dumplings that Po didn't see before. Pitch picked up the spoon in the noodles and brought it to Po's mouth.

Po snorted.

"Right, you really think I'm going to eat tha-"

Po had his mouth hanging out as Pitch touched a point on the back of his head, making Po freeze that way. Pitch dumped the soup from the spoon to his mouth before touching the point again.

Po swallowed accidently as he woke up. Po panicked, waiting to be turned. He was confused when nothing happened, but a delicious taste going down his throat.

"If I was going to turn you into a fearling, you'd be one already." Pitch said, releasing Po from the nightmare sand. "I like you Panda. I won't do anything to you. Plus if I do, that witch will kill me."

Po sat up and picked up the noodles.

"Witch?" Po said as he took out the chopsticks. "I didn't know you were dating someone?"

Pitch chuckled.

"I'm not!" He said as Po ate. "She's just a mortal I had the pleasure to call my special little believer."

"I...never thought you'd gain a special believer."

"I didn't either. But she proved me wrong about 20 years ago, when she was only five. She's a bit of a nut, but you'll like her I think. She wanted me to bring you here so she can meet you officially."

Po stopped eating and stared at Pitch with wide eyes.

"She can sees me?"

"See you? She adores you. That why she told me to find you. She also told me to make sure to were healing, but she can get impatient. So, I brought you here early so I won't have to hear her complain in my ear."

Po remembered Sandy putting him to sleep.

"How did you get me here anyway?"

"Well..."

-Flashback to just a few Hours ago-

Pitch stood hidden behind the window of the infirmary, watching the scene inside.

The sun was already raising, and not even Sandy have gotten any sleep. Tooth talked to the baby teeth and was happy to seeing that they were able to do their jobs while Tooth was busy. North set Po back onto his bed. Po was cleaned up, had his shirt back on, and was still sleeping with a small smile on his face.

"Good to see he's having a good dream after all that." Bunny said.

Jack walked in, holding both his and Oogway's staff. Oogway's was burnt at the stem and the sunflower only had two yellow petals left on it, both ready to fall off.

"This was the only thing I found." Jack said then looked at Po with grimace. "Too bad he didn't go down with him."

"Jack, enough of that!" North ordered.

"What? I don't know why I'm getting a talking to! He was the one having his peacock buddy come along!"

Pitch saw North pinch the bridge of his nose. He looked ready to hit Jack if it wasn't in his nature to hurt him.

"Okay, everyone can go back to their work and let Po rest. Fix up the Workshop, and you-" North mentioned to Jack. "-we need to talk."

Jack placed the staff next to Po's bed and everyone walked out of the room. When the door was closed, Pitch floated in. A nightmare made its way under Po and strained to pick him up.

Pitch could hear an arguement between Jack and North outside the door, then looked at Po.

"You are a very popular panda." Pitch said.

Pitch saw the dream floating above Po's head. Po's smile turned into a frown as the dream turned into a nightmare from contact with his sand. Pitch laughed, seeing that it was the radish nightmare that Po mostly has, but stopped when it quickly got darker.

"Let's go."

Pitch and the nightmare floated out of the window.

-End flashback-

"-Then I brought you here, and there you are. I'm still wondering what you did to Jack to make him say things like that about you."

Po shrugged as he went back to eating. He realized what Pitch said about Jack walking in the room with the remains of Oogway's staff. He started eating more to drown his sadness on the fact Oogway was dead. He tried to hold back tears and even started making choked sobbing noises.

Pitch, not knowing how to calm crying people, started feeling very awkward and looked at the door.

"Where is she?"

Pitch stood and opened the door to look down the hallway.

"She already told her that you were here. She'd done by-"

"Hi Pitch!"

Pitch screamed at jumped back, spooked by someone hanging from the ceiling. Pitch composed himself back, as if nothing happened.

"I've taught you well." He said looking away.

Po looked at the person, who turned out to be a red panda female. She had red and white fur. Her thick eyebrows were black and the spots around her eyes were orange. She had her arms folded into the sleeves of her blue and black robes with light blue floral patterns.

Her blue eyes landed on Po and she gasped.

"Po!" She said. "I didn't expect you to be this early. Have you been crying? Poor panda baby!"

"Huh?"

The woman dropped on her feet and ran to Po to hug him. Po flinched, afraid that she would be burned from touching her. But he remembered that he had his shirt on.

Po looked down at the woman's back. He noticed a small ponytail, tied with blue robbin, she had that would easily go unnoticed. He also noticed her tail, white with red stripes.

"Hey...You're the lady who gave me the herbs."

The woman pulled back and nodded.

"Have they begun to work?"

"Y-Yes."

"That's good."

She glared back at Pitch.

"And you! What did you do to make him cry?" She asked walking to him.

Pitch looked offended.

"Me? Just because I'm the Nightmare King, I'm the one who made him cry?"

"...Yes."

"Well, I did make him cry. But it was an accident."

The woman poked out her lips while had a fake angry face on.

"That's cute, not threatening." Pitch said chuckling.

"Thank you." She said.

She looked back to Po, who was very confused, with a smile.

"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Mingxia."

"Mingxia...that's 'clear halo' in chinese."

"Sure doesn't live up to the name, that's for sure-Ow!"

Pitch shook his hand from being fit by Mingxia's folded fan, which she got out of her sleeves.

"Hush! You're no saint either, in case you've forgotten!" She said.

Mingxia ignored Pitch's grumbling and smiled back at Po.

"It's very nice to meet you face to face Po."

"How did you know my name?"

"I was told about you by my grandfather."

"What? How is that possible?"

He never did anything to gain any other believers other than Lin. How would anyone else know of him?

"In my family, you are very well known Po."

"How so?"

"My great great great great great great grandfather's been passing down the stories of you, right down to my generation. I've always thought that you would be awesome to meet in person. Then when I met Pitch and he told me about immortal spirits like him, it made me want to look for you for a while."

Po was still very confused. He really had no stories about him that's worth telling. In fact, the only exciting thing that ever happen to him was joining The Guardians and all of these horrible things with the fire spirits.

"I tried to tell the Furious Five about you, but-"

"What? Furious Five?"

"Yes, they are my students."

Po didn't see that coming. He now took a guess that he was somewhere in the mountains from that.

"I tried getting them to believe in the stories, but they just look at my strangely. You see, I've lost my marbles."

"What? No!" Po said waving his hands defensively. "You're not crazy!"

Mingxia put on a face.

"Who said I was crazy? I said I lost my marbles." She said. "For some reason, that's why they don't believe me. I'm still looking for them."

"..."

Po looked at Pitch as to ask what should he say.

"I gave up a long time along." Pitch said. "Told you she's a bit of a nut."

"But I never mind them not believeing, because I believe." Mingxia said with a smile. "I've believed that you were still there somewhere, like when I first saw Pitch as a child. I've always wanted to see if you were exactly like my great great great great great great granddaddy S described."

"S?"

"He never put his full name on his diary scrolls, just S, the beginning of his name I guess. Anything with his name on it was lost in a large fire that happened before he and his Furious Five to this location. My grandfather had to read them to me, since I couldn't read before."

Po felt something in his stomach. It was guilt. Why did he feel suddenly guilty, he had a small idea. He looked at his feet, as if he found his one shoe very interesting. He didn't want to look at her for some reason.

Mingxia looked at Po and slowly frowned.

"Po?"

"I'm fine." Po said, not looking up.

He stood up and walked to the one window of the room, still looking down.

"I need to go."

Mingxia wanted Po to stay, but she could tell from the look on his face that he need to leave for an important reason.

"Come back at anytime. I can give you one of his scroll entries, if you like."

"...Sure."

Mingxia left the room and came back with a medium-sized scroll with a green S on it.

"This one's special." She said, handing it to Po.

Po smiled and with a quick goodbye, flew out of the window on a fireball.

Mingxia looked at the food.

"Aw! He only ate the noodles!" She said picking up the full plate and cup of dumplings and tea. "Oh well, can't let it go to waste! Pitch, clean up this mess."

"What? Why do I have to do it?"

"It's your punishment for making Po cry!"

"I told you it was an accident!"

"Don't care!"

Po giggled from hearing the last of their arguement. They were the funniest pair Po's ever seen.

Po was able to find he way back to the North Pole and back to the infirmary window. He was about get back into bed, but then looked at Oogway's staff. He felt sick to his stomach seeing it. He needed to take it to his garden, Oogway would've wanted him to do it.

Po grabbed the staff and flew out of the window to Asia, not noticing a suspicous Jack Frost following him.