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(though, If I DID own XS, Chack would totaly be canon and there would be a LOT more seasons, lol)

hope you enjoy the story!

Chapter 14

Dojo laid back As Chucky choo soared through the air, looking quite relaxed

"So THIS is what it's like to be a passenger instead of the transportation...I could get use to this..."

"Don't get any ideas..." Chucky said "Okay, we should be approaching the place where I met the guy who told me the rumor was right about now."

The dragon dropped down, landing on a strip of grass in what looked like a park. As soon as the monks had dismounted, he shrank to his normal size and stretched "Well, that was exhausting...I'm gonna take a nap."

Omi grabbed the tp of his tail, preventing him from slithering away "Not Yet, Chucky choo, you must lead us to the man who told you the rumor."

the yellow dragon sighed "Oh, alright, uh...let's see...last time I saw him, he was selling home-made ice-cream out of an old volks-wagon vans from the 70's."

"Cool. One of those mystery machine things like on Scooby Doo. I've always wanted a car like that..." Raimundo said, a somewhat dreamy expression on his face.

"Me too, Partner. That's a classic model. My uncle Cletus had one. Got great mileage."

Kimiko sighed, rubbing her temples "Men and their cars...How do you know he'll even BE here?"

"Well, he said he comes by twice a day at 11:00 and 4:00 to sell his ice-cream."

The fiery monk glanced at her digital wristwatch "Hmm, it's almost four now. All we have to do is wait for him to show up."

"Great...while you're doing that, I'm gonna go take a nap on that rock."

Dojo slithered up clays arm and curled around the brim of his hat "I'll keep a look out from up here."

"You do that, little buddy" Clay said as he took a seat on a bench nearby.

Jack shuddered, groaning as the warlord teleported himself, Wuya, and the Goth a few yards away from where the monks stood waiting for their contact, hiding behind some bushes.

"Ugh...I will NEVER get use to that..." Jack said as Goosebumps rose on his whiter than white skin

"Quit your whining, Spicer. teleportation is a far more efficient means of travel."

"Tch. That not withstanding, I make it a personal habit not to ride, travel, or drive anything not exclusively made by me...Excluding theme parks. I trust my creations not to randomly blow up or crash."

a raised eyebrow "Suggesting that you do not trust ME with your safety, Spicer?"

"You DID throw me at a hungry T-rex" Jack reminded him.

"Touché" Chase said concedingly as Wuya rolled her eyes at them.

"If you two are done flirting, would you be quiet before the monks will spot us?"

At the word 'flirt' Jack's mind immediately remembered the 'cupcake incident' of the previous day, causing his cheeks to darken immensly and edge away from the dragon lord. Chase smirked knowingly at the reaction but said nothing as he turned his attention to the monks.

Omi sat in a meditative position, as Raimundo paced and Kimiko IM'd with her friend Keiko in Japan. Clay leaned back on the park bench, eating a hotdog that s passing vender had sold him. More and more people showed up, passing by or getting hotdogs.

"Kimiko, is it time yet? 'Cause I'm officially bored out of my mind," Raimundo said, kicking at a rock and sending it skittering across the pavement.

The token female glanced at her watch

"Yeah, he should arriving soon."

Almost as soon as the words left her mouth, a large van pulled into view, driving up the road and pulling over. The door to the back slid open as a rather scruffy-looking man with long hair tied back in a loose, ponytail and an oversized "make love, not war" T-shirt set out a table and put an 'open' sign out.

"That's the guy who told you the rumor?"

"Yeah, Chucky said," that's him. Why?"

Raimundo face palmed "Oh, no reason... other than he looks like Tommy Chong from that 70's show..."

"Let's get in line," Clay said, pointing to the small crowd that had gone over to the ice-cream seller. The monks joined them in line as people made their requests.

"I'll have a double chocolate!"

"vanilla and strawberry!"

"Do you have any Mint berry crunch?"

"Can I have some of that coffee-ice cream you had last time?"

The man smiled as he handed them their ice creams. Once it was the monk's turn, the looked up at them over the rim of his red-tinted glasses "Hey...it's the dragon dude I met last week...how's it goin' scaly bro?"

"It's going good" Chucky said slithering down onto the table "Say, I don't suppose you'd be wiling to tell my friends here what you told me last time about the 8 immortals?"

"Oh, those guys? They're pretty righteous... I got customers right now, though...Here, have a cone, I'll rap with you guys once the line clears up a little" he said, handing them some cones and motioning towards the bench near the van. Dojo beamed "Wow! free ice cream! I like this guy already!"

"Yeah, even if he does look and talk and dress like a hippy."

"Now, Raimundo, it ain't nice to judge people based on how they look" Clay scolded.

The Brazilian shrugged "All I'm saying is, if I get the munchies from eating this ice-cream, it ain't gonna be pretty."

"Shut up and eat your cone, Rai" Kimiko said all but shoving the chocolate treat into his mouth. Omi looked confused.

"Clay, what are 'the munchies'?"

"it's something that happens when you smoke or eat Cannabis, also known as Pot or marijuana," Clay explained "It makes you hallucinate and get really hungry."

"Oh! I see!" Omi said as he began licking his cone. "It is like the substance in the Woozy Shooter!"

At that, the other three monks exchanged looks at the startling comparison, and were surprised when they realized he was right.

Jack sneered at the monks as they licked and nibbled at their treats. "Typical, they get to sit on a bench and eat ice cream while we hide in the bushes...AND Kimiko got her leg healed! When did THAT happen?"

"Last night. The little yellow dragon used magic to mend the bone" Chase stated, choosing ignore the whining lilt to the Goth's voice.

"He can do that?" Wuya asked, arching an eyebrow.

"Apparently."

"Great...so they have TWO super powered dragons."

"Big whoop, Chase could take down both of them with his pinky and then eat them for lunch afterwards" Jack said. He wasn't gushing, nor giving Chase an adoring fan boy look like he usually did when he was praising him or trying to curry his favor. His tone was completely neutral, as if reading off a sheet of paper. Stating a fact, and nothing more. Chase's inner dragon preened at this. Chase himself however, gave only a grunt an acknowledgement and shushed the two of them as they continued to watch the monks.

After about twenty more people bought ice cream, the Man put up a "break" sign and walked over to the monks. He wobbled slightly as he walked, as if one of his legs was asleep, but he was missing a sandal, which made his stride uneven. He plopped down on the grass Indian style and lounged back in a relaxed position.

"So, monkly dudes of Xaolin awesomeness, what do you need to know about the Immortals?"

"Sir, we need to kno-" Omi started only to be cut off as the man made a face "Ew, don't call me SIR! That's for old people...Call me Lan."

"Lan?"

"Yeah, you know, like Han Solo from Star wars, only with an L"

"Okay...Lan, we need to know about that rumor you told Chucky Choo about the Immortals. It is vitally important."

Lan laid back on the grass, pulling out a dandelion and chewing on the bottom of the stem. "The immortals split up a couple thousand years ago and decided to retire. Use to travel a lot, but everyone's pretty settled down now. Most just live quiet lives. Two turned to the dark side though...that was really a bummer, too. The whole team was really upset when they found out about the first one. But then when the second one switched teams, they were like 'whatever' cuz he always was kinda fickle."

"How do YOU know all of this?" Omi asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"That should be kinda obvious, little dude..." he said sitting up and stretching "I'm Lan Caihe."

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"No way..." Raimundo said, his eyes widening "YOU'RE one of the 8 immortals?"

"That's right, dude," he said laying back down and picking another dandelion.

"But...you're an ice cream man! What kind of immortal becomes an ice cream man!"

Lan shrugged, "I don't dig the whole 'cubicle' thing? Besides, Ice cream is awesome. Everyone like ice-cream and mine is home made, so it's healthier for you. Seemed like good karma to me. Besides, the universe moves in mysterious ways...just like an inchworm...everything's relevant."

"I'm not buying it" Raimundo said, "You're making this stuff up."

"I dunno Rai, we've been in weirder situations" Kimiko reminded him.

"Well, if you ARE telling the truth, then where are the other immortals?" Clay asked, adjusting his hat. Lan sat up, scratching the back of his head "Lemme think...our last meeting was about 3 years ago, and I asked where they were in case it was my turn to call the meeting next time...Why do you need to know where they are?"

Omi sighed and quickly explained their quest to gather the 8 Immortal weapons before Evil could decide to use them for their own purposes. Lan listened patiently, nodding his head several times.

"...and if we don't, then the Heylin immortals Wuya, Chase Young and Hannibal Bean could-"

Lan sat up at attention at a speed that would have given someone else whiplash "Hannibal Roy Bean? That's a name I hoped to never hear again..."

"You know Hannibal Bean?" Kimiko asked, seeing him go from casual to something entirely more serious.

Lan frowned, his brow furrowed. "Hannibal Bean was one of the Big Bads back in my day, to say the least. He was the commander of an army of demons. It took us over 50 years to finally subdue his power...We'd heard Chase Young had locked him away 1500 years ago, how long has he been back?"

"Uh...two years, I guess? He was released last year just after we were promoted to Wudai warriors." Clay said after a moment of thought.

"Yeah but we can take him. We've beaten him before."

"Hm. He's been toying with you. You haven't seen what that Bean is really capable of...Alright, I'll show you where the others are, but it could take a while. My short-term memory is kinda fuzzy after all that wine and pot...Man the 1960's were an awesome decade..."

Raimundo gave Clay an 'I told you so' face. The cowboy scowled at him, crossing his arms. Omi's eyes suddenly lit up as he remembered something "Wait, Lan Caihe, where are your castanets?"

"Just Lan, please" he said, going back into his casual position. The immortal-turned hippy then chuckled, looking somewhat embarrassed, "and I, uh... misplaced them a couple of centuries ago...in Spain..."

The monks let out a collective groan.

"Great so we're right back where we started..." Raimundo grumbled.

"Not entirely," Dojo said, slithering up Lan's arm and resting on his shoulder "We've got him."

Chucky choo nodded "Yeah, and he can take you to the other immortals."

"IF he remembers where they are" Raimundo said "and that's a big IF..."

As the Monks made arrangements to take Lan back to the temple, a dark smirk graced Chase Youngs face "This will be more entertaining than I thought..." He turned to the others, standing gracefully "Come, we've got what we needed...we have preparations to make."

End of Chapter 14

sorry it took so long to update. I took a holiday hiatus. SOOO muh stuff going on i couldn't find the energy or motivation to do anything related to fanfiction.

hope you guys didn't mind my absence too much and i hope you enjoyed the chapter!