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Po was standing at the top on the roof of the noodle shop ready to jump.

"Don't be stupid, you'll get hurt!" Master Monkey yelled.

The panda just got ready to launch himself in the air.

-Four hours ago-

Baihu has finally finished the Yejing powder. He put the brownish substance into a small pouch then smelled it to make sure, everything was alright about it. The weak smell of vanilla enveloped his nose. He sighed as the warm feeling immediately took over his senses. This stuff was really powerful. He shook his head to get the dizziness out before fishing out a piece of paper from his travelling bag.

I finished the powder during the night, you can find in the highest cabinet in the kitchen, please make sure Tigress doesn't take more than just pinch in a cup of water, otherwise there is no way to predict the effects it will have on her, also I will start with my training an hour after lunch.

-Baihu

Once he was done with writing message for Shifu, Baihu slipped it under the red pandas door, before putting the pouch to its promised destination.

When everything was ready a loud yawn escaped his mouth and he suddenly felt very tired.

Damn, this stuff was really strong.

Baihu made his way back to his own room and as soon as his head hit the bed, he fell asleep.

-Three hours ago-

Po got out of his bed early. He slowly moved to the kitchen to eat something. Po felt guilty for what happened to Tigress and as he was munching on some day old dumplings an idea hit him.

He figured out how to make her feel at least a little better, he would make his famous sticky dumplings, everyone loved those.

He took a few bean paste dumplings, honey and some plum sauce. As he was mixing it he reached into the shelf over his head for some of the powder he secretly brushed from wall in his room. He grabbed a handful from the sack and sprinkled it over the dumplings.

"Awesome!" Po said to himself as he put one of them in his mouth.

They tasted a little different, but not bad in any regard just a bit more interesting.

Don't mind if I do.

He took another one and left the rest of them in a bowl on the table.

-One hour ago-

Master Monkey woke up and got up from bed, he had a horrible nightmare.

Baihu went crazy, killed Shifu and Po and was planning to kill him next. Those visions were still fresh in his mind, especially all the blood.

It was still pretty dark, but he decided to go get something for breakfast anyway, as he stepped out of his room he noticed something, everything was quiet, too quiet.

He heard some quick running steps before being violently tackled to the ground.

"Monkey, we need to get out of here! They are everywhere!"

"What's going on, Po?"

He has probably never seen the dragon warrior this scared.

"The demons! They are back! They've got Shifu and..." Po looked to the other side of the hallway and ran away, leaving Monkey on the floor in a confused state.

The next half an hour was quite eventful for a while Po was running around outside fighting imaginary demons, then Master Scorpion and lastly Tai Lung, but that was just the start, because after that came the humming and insane ideas, which brings us to the present.

"Don't worry I have seen Crane do this at least a thousand times." Po said from the roof.

Monkey tried to stop him but no one can keep up with a panda falling down stairs.

"Crane has wings, you don't."

"My dad's a goose, so I've got to have wings."

"I thought, we talked about this years ago. You are adopted." Mr Ping came out from the noodle shop shouting.

"But from all fathers I chose you."

"That's not how it works."

"Mr Ping, can you stop him? I've tried everything." Monkey asked while trying to hold back a giggle brought by their conversation.

"I don't know, last time he had that look on his face, was when he ate those weird mushrooms from Mongolia. I might be able cure him if it's like the last time, but you need to keep him occupied for a minute." And with that he ran back to the shop.

"Watch this." Said Po.

"Wait Po, shouldn't you think a little more about this, how about doing a frontflip... yeah you should do a front flip or a back flip first."

"Okay, which one? I can't decide."

"How about I climb up there and we will play rock, paper, scissors and if I win, you'll do a back flip otherwise you'll do a front flip. How about that?"

"Nah, that sounds way too complicated, I'll just jump..."

"PO, IT'S BREAKFEST TIME!" Came muffled yelling of Mr Ping from inside.

No one has ever seen Po move so fast ever before.

He made it to the the noodle shop in five seconds.

"How did you...?" Monkey began to ask as he entered the restaurant himself.

"Years of practice, boy, years of practice. Now are you hungry?"

And in two minutes both of them were happily eating.