To The Evil Sheep: you're also weird, but somehow I like you, although you don't like me. And you know why? Because my story got 200 hits. And 2 reviews. Yours. So thank you.

18. ... Worst

A big group of Tubbies was standing in front of her. Po froze. "Who are ya?" asked a green one.
"Po," she said softly.
"What ya doin' here, eh?" asked another brown one.
"I'm looking for Big 2T."
The Tubbies whispered and Po didn't know what to do. That problem was easy solved, because the green Tubbie soon started to talk again:
"What d'ya want from him?"
"The money he borrowed from someone I know."
"Who are ya talkin' about?" an angry voice asked. The Tubbie's moved aside and Po saw a big, purple Tubbie standing in front of her.
"O my god!" she exclaimed. He looked really familiar.
"Who?" the Tubbie asked again, but this time a bit more threatening.
"Tinky-Winky," Po quickly said. "Are you his twin broth-"
"Shut up!" he shouted and his hands moved to his gun-belt.

CLIFFHANGER