Elegant, Graceful, and Clumsy
Disclaimer: Kung Fu Panda is © 2008 DreamWorks Animation SKG
A/N: Before I get into the quickie, I just want to take a second to thank everyone who has been so supportive in reviewing this ongoing fic…I can't tell you all how appreciative I am for your thoughts, and especially thank Natsuke1985, Classic Cowboy, brave kid, Rock Raider, corset-rebellion-follower, Telracs1994, 082 Martian Scout, and ruff1298, among many others, for being gracious enough to review most of the more recent chapters..you guys rock!
And I also want to take this opportunity to say: 200 reviews, guys? REALLY!? I'm floored! I never expected to receive this much feedback from you guys, so thanks for that also! Now if anyone can remember back awhile, I gave the 100th reviewer—Jedi Girl—the option to give me an idea for a story, and have me write it out for her.
That culminated into one of my earlier stories, 'Autumnal Dreamscapes'. If you haven't read it, take a look…you may like it!
Anyways, that time has come again…Roldemin is my 200th reviewer, and thus he (or she) has the opportunity to pitch an idea and I'll write it out for you either as a Quickie here, or as a one-shot altogether. Just let me know through a PM, or as a review as to what you would like me to do!
So, without further delay, Read, Review, and Enjoy!
Quickie Twenty-Four
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Tigress stood leaning against the Sacred Peach Tree, watching the strong early-morning sun burn through the thick mist enveloping the valley below. The telling signs of spring were in full show; yellow petals from the blooming peach tree above fell around the feline, her eyes following the intricate dance of the petals on the wind as they slowly but surely fell to earth.
She smiled and closed her eyes, letting the faint scent of peach blossoms and the gentle breeze guide her body to take a seat on the soft ground. It was blissfully quiet as it usually was on spring mornings like this. There was always something she had loved about the serenity of the small plateau…
Whether it was mid-day meditation exercises with Oogway when she was just a little girl, when Shifu began teaching her the finer intricacies of tai chi in her adolescence… or even more recently, spending these peaceful mornings with—
"Is this seat taken?"
Tigress turned her head slightly, smiling at the panda, "Good morning, Po."
She scooted closer to the peach tree, allowing him to take a seat beside her on the soft earth. He took a deep breath and fell flat on his back, folding his arms across his chest and looking up towards the sky. "Beautiful morning, isn't it?" he asked, his gaze remaining skyward.
Tigress sighed, "It is…did you know you can see your father's shop from here?"
Po jolted upright, "Wow, really?" She chuckled and pointed the out the tiny two story building far below them; its tiled roof was glistening in the growing light of the morning sun.
"That's amazing…but not as amazing as the views I was taking in last night."
She playfully punched him in the shoulder, "Watch it, Dragon Warrior, or I might just have to close the observation deck."
He smiled and raised an eyebrow, "…at least I'll still have this one open."
"Oh really?" She teased, getting in his face, "You think this view is better, don't you? Well, if that's how you feel, then maybe I should leave you and your little outlook alone for some much needed privacy." The feline began to get up, only for Po to gently pull her back down to the ground.
"Please stay," Po pouted, wrapping his arms fully around the tiger.
She giggled, "But I don't wish to impose on my Master's view…"
"Your master doesn't mind," Po took her hand and gently kissed her fingertips, "Besides, he told me that his view could always use some more black and orange, and less of—mmph!" No sooner that he had finished his sentence, she had thrown herself on him, nuzzling his chest and pressing kisses to his neck.
"You know," she purred, briefly catching his lips with her own, "there's this little place not too far from here that may have just what you're looking for.."
Po smiled knowingly, tracing her cheek and down her arm, "I hope they don't charge too much for the view."
She smirked, "Don't worry; it won't cost you a thing."