"the poor child, how could someone do that !" "i dont know, he's only 6" "little dear must have been scared to death...it just not right, whst that evil man did" (gasp!) "he's waking up!"....Po woke up to the whispering voices around him. The faces were all so new, he didnt know anyone. One of the people came up to him and spoke "hello son, my name is officer Lao". Po was in a small, white room, with a few chairs a table and a bed in which he was siting. "where am I?" Po asked. He was as confused as a drunken monkey on a carnival ride (lol). "your in a police room son, we took you here to rest and heal after your incident..do you remember anything?" Po thought back in horror and nodded his head at the officer with tears welling in his eyes. "there there son, its alright, I have some good news for you" the officer said, then Po asked in a scarred tone "wh-what is that?" as he let the tears flow down his face. Officer Lao wipped the tears from his eyes with care and spoke softly "you wont ever have to see that man again, we've found you a new home", Po sniffed a little and asked "really?", "yes!, really!, come here!". The next thing Po knew there was a brownish grey goose running up to the officers side and standing right in front of him, "hello!" the goose said happily "boy, this is Mr. Ping, he will be your new father" said officer Lao "oh, uumm, ok then" Po said in a verry quiet, hushed voice. "Come son. We have things to do" said Mr. Ping as he walked away. Po stared at his new adoptive father for a few seconds and then followed his lead back to the noodle shop where he would now call home.
AT THE NOODLE SHOP...................
"is this where i will be living for the rest of my life?" Po asked while looking around and inspecting the shop. "Yes my boy, it is. Now why dont you come help me make some soup for the costomers. It never hurts to know how to cook. Especially when you will be doing it for the rest of your life" said Mr. Ping, waving for Po to come over to where he was. After a few minutes of talking about what he would do for the rest of his life in the shop Mr. Ping asked Po "do you have a name my boy?" to which Po answered "no, I dont" quite sadly "well then your name shall be Po" said Mr. Ping This made Po smile with joy and say "po......I like that name...dad" which made Mr. Ping beam with joy as a new bond was set between the boy and his new father.
i know , i know , it was short like the first one and i planned to make it longer and in all of my other newest chapters a said i would be updating regularly and i havnt been and im ssssooooooo sorry for that!!!!!!..i was gonna add some more stuff onto this chapter but my time ran short so once again i am extremly sorry! and will do the best i can to stick to any previously made promisses................
this story has been rewritten because for some stupid reason some of the words (such as every time i wanted to say Mr. Ping) were not typed into th story and i do not know what happened. Also i fixed a spelling error in chapter 1