The gates to the halls of FanFiction open once again and a man walks in.
Not a man.
Guy.
Goodguy1998.
Around himself he sees all kinds of perversion, grammar mistakes and in the very centre a big throne.
A throne on which Xing Li calmly rests.
He slowly makes his way through to him but is stopped in his tracks when the creators gaze lands on him.
"You are not welcome here."
"I know I have broken thy rules m'lord, but my attention was stolen from me by school and Kuroko no Basuke."
"It matter not how you plead to me GoodGuy, the readers are the ones who must decide if they want to read your story."
Goodguy blinks a few times.
"Then what the fuck am I doing right now. Someone get me a computer!"
He quickly sneaks behind a Twilight fanfiction writer and applies a sleeper hold.
"Shhh, it's all going to be alright soon." He whispers into his ear.
After some struggling his victim falls unconscious and he takes his seat.
There are just two questions remaining.
Can his readers forgive him?
And why is this keyboard so sticky?
I don't own Kung Fu Panda. Kung Fu Panda is the property of DreamWorks Animation, and are not my intellectual property. There is no financial gain made from this nor will any be sought. This is for entertainment purposes only.
Baihu was lying on the bed buried neck deep in his own thoughts. What did he do to not only make them run away but to fake their own death?
When he discovered that meditation wouldn't bring him any real answers he decided to go on a walk. He took a broom which stood in the corner of the room and used it for support. After a few shaky steps he developed a steady rhythm.
Before Baihu knew it, he reached the stairs leading back to the Peace Valley and there he saw Master Monkey and Po. Each of them held a large pan.
"Are you sure about this Po?" Monkey asked.
"Of course, I have done this at least six times." Po said and then started searching through his pockets.
"And what's the finishing touch you've been talking about?"
Po suddenly fished out a few small firework rockets and when he showed them to Monkey, his face transformed into a wide smile.
Baihu just silently watched as they started tying them to the pans. He was getting more and more interested in what was going to transpire.
Once they finished their preparations, each of them sat on one of the pans and started counting down.
"Ten!"
"Nine!"
"Eight!"
"Seven"
"Six!"
"Five!"
"Four!"
"THREE!"
"TWO!"
"ONE!"
"IGNITION!"
They both lit their fuses.
Rockets started hissing and letting out sparks.
Both Po and Monkey got excited and closed their eyes.
But nothing happened.
They opened their eyes to see what did go wrong with their fireworks.
Then the rockets exploded into balls of blue and green fire with just enough force to send them and their pans flying down the stairs like a bunch of ragdolls.
Well, that was disappointing.
Baihu then got an idea, how to kill at least a few hours.
-Three hours later-
Po was reorganizing his action figures on the window. His body was mostly okay except for some scraps and bruises, but it still hurt like hell.
Just as he placed his very rare limited edition Mantis action figure with original paint back on the windowsill, Monkey opened the door to his room.
"Po, come quickly, you need to see this!" said Monkey sounding excited before running off with the panda in pursuit.
Ten seconds later they were standing on the training grounds.
"So…what did you want to show me?"
"I saw him a minute ago. Where did he go?"
"Who?"
"GET DOWN!" Came from above.
They looked up just in time to jump away as Baihu flew past them on a hang glider made from wood, paper and leaves, before he hit an oak tree head first.
"Baihu, are you okay!?" Monkey asked as they came running to him.
He was just lying there on his back. They started poking and shaking him.
Baihu suddenly sat up, scaring them both in the process.
"Are you okay?" Monkey asked again.
"I'm fine, nothing's gonna get through this pumpkin." Baihu said as he did a quick kip up, that was a mistake.
His ankle was once again dislocated.
"Again? Baihu, you old idiot." He told himself audibly before grabbing a branch which fell from the tree he crashed into and supporting himself against it.
"Are you sure, you just hit your head badly, shouldn't you at least sit down for a while?" Po asked worried.
"Relax. I was once almost boiled and eaten by island natives when sailing across southern seas and I'm still standing, well limping. So, who wants to go next?"
Their faces immediately went from scared to smiling and they all spend the better part of the afternoon flying (and falling) like idiots.
"How did you even make that? I've never seen anything like it." Po asked when they were all just lying under the oak tree, relaxing.
"I once went to Greece and met a sheep and he though me everything about all of their genial interesting machines, this is just one of them."
"What's a Greece?"
"It's one of the countries in Europe."
"Ohh…Europe…What's an Europe?"
This is going to take some time.
Perfect.
-Three more hours later-
Okay this was slowly getting kind of boring, at least for Baihu.
When he finished talking about Greece and Europe, they wanted to know more about some of the countries, about the kings, their food and of course how did he almost get burned at the stake. Soon enough they were joined by Viper, Crane and Mantis, then by Tigress and later on by Shifu himself. They listened to his every word, never did they try to interrupt him, not even once. It was like telling fairy tales to children.
It reminded him of those simpler times when he told these same stories to Su, Wan and Wing, whenever nightmares started to interfere with their sleep.
"…and that's the story of how I punched the prince of England."
"Awesome!" Exclaimed Po.
"How are you still alive?" Asked Mantis confused.
"Well, oddly enough the king was okay with it. I guess that if you've got a king on your side, no one can hurt you."
"As interesting as that was, I think that my students should go to bed already."
"Please Shifu, just one more story." Po whined.
"I think your master's right, besides you wouldn't want to be tired tomorrow since I will be training you."
"Really!?" Po asked surprised.
"Yes, I promised that I would teach you some of my techniques. And I want to keep that promise."
"It didn't stop you from leaving last time and you have been healthy back then, what techniques can you even teach us with one leg and one arm…" Tigress started to reproach Baihu.
"Tigress!" Shifu angrily stepped in.
"No, it's fine, I deserved that. I disappointed all of you and I am deeply sorry for that. It won't happen again."
When the awkward silence took over the situation, Shifu send everyone to their beds before wandering back to his own bedroom.
But really guys, I am sorry for not updating mystory for so long, hope that you can forgive me.
- Goodguy1998
PS: You should really go watch Kuroko no Basuke. I am not even a basketball fan and I still think that it was one of the best and most inspirational animes I ever watched. I really recommend it.
