"Let the tournament begin," a peach colored wolf announced, banging a gong with a forepaw. Everyone cheered, but Po wasn't even there yet.
Groaning in pain, he hauled himself up to the top, rolling onto his back to cool off. "Yeah!" he barked. "Haha," he laughed. "Oh no. No no no, wait! I'm coming! Wait wait wait! You guys…" he wailed as he noticed them closing the doors. Racing too late to stop them, he slammed headfirst into the doors and toppled over with dizziness. "Ow," he yelped. "Hey, open the door," he called, rising, and banging the door with his forepaws. Drummers hid the noise however. "Let me in!" he howled.
"Citizens of the Valley of Peace," Master Shifu began as Po raced over and leaped, catching his forepaws in a window and hauling himself up to peer through it. "It is my great honor to present to you, Tigress, Viper, Crane, Monkey, Mantis, The Furious Five," Master Shifu announced. Po laughed with delight as he saw the five leap from above, perform a series of intricate kung fu moves, and land on the ground in style.
"The Furious Five," Po gasped, but to his unluckiness, Crane's flap was so powerful it closed the window cover, smacking him on the head and causing him to fall to the ground with a yelp of pain.
"Warrior, get ready," Master Shifu began.
"Warriors. Ooh, peekey hole," Po looked through a hole in the door.
"Ready for battle," Master Shifu continued.
"Whoo!" Po exclaimed. "A Thousand Tongues of Fire," he laughed.
"Whao, look at that," a peach colored wolf stepped into his view.
"Hey, get out of the way," Po protested, before backing up to see Crane's mighty leap into the air, where he almost seemed to float in a hover over China. Gasping in amazement, he fell down the stairs and completely missed Crane's performance, to which the crowd cheered wildly.
He sighed when he realized he had missed it, but determinedly began to try any idea. Punching the door gave him a pain in his forepaw. Pole vaulting didn't work because of his weight and smashed him into the wall. Slingshotting from a tree had a similar problem and ended up slamming him and hurting him even more. Finally, he just sat and wallowed in his unhappiness.
"And finally, Master Tigress. Believe me citizens, you have not seen anything yet," Master Shifu announced.
Pulling a tree down with a rope, Po called back, "I know!"
"Master Tigress face Iron Ox and his Blades of Death," he continued as the lovely she-wolf readied herself to fight. Po catapulted himself over, only to bounce painfully and land in a box of fireworks. As he laid and whimpered, Master Oogway raised a forepaw and closed his eyes. Everyone turned expectantly towards him.
"I sense the Dragon Warrior is among us," he announced quietly.
Scenting the air, Master Shifu nodded to his students and they immediately formed a line and stood in respectful formality.
"Citizens of the Valley of Peace, Master Oogway will know choose the Dragon Warrior," Master Shifu loudly proclaimed.
"Huh? Oh no no. Wait. Yeah," Po suddenly got an idea from the fireworks as he sat amongst them. Ceremonial drums beat as Master Oogway slowly walked, eyes closed, swaying a forepaw as he moved towards the five. Po laughed outside as he made a firework chair. Lighting a match, he laughed and looked up as his dad came.
"Po! What are you doing?" he yelped as he ran over.
"What does it look like I'm doing? No, stop, stop. I'm going to see the Dragon Warrior!" he yelped as his father began to blow out the fireworks.
"But I don't understand. You finally had the noodle dream," Mr. Ping wailed unhappily.
"I lied. I don't dream about noodles dad. I love kung fu!" he howled, drawing it out, but the fireworks didn't go out and he tipped the chair over, landing hard on his chin. Disappointed, he snuffled up his tears.
"Aw, come on son. Let's get back to work," Mr. Ping sighed.
"Okay," Po sighed. Suddenly, he and Mr. Ping screamed in surprise as the chair exploded and Po rocketed forwards, and finally up into the air.
"Oh. Come back!" Mr. Ping cried.
The crowd gasped at the fireworks and Po gasped, "Uh oh," as the chair he was sitting on burnt to a crisp. Falling through the air, he screamed before he hit the ground hard in a dizzying blur of red and black. Waking up slowly, he groaned.
"Oh. What's going on? Where? Uh. What are you pointing?" he looked up to see Master Oogway pointing at him. "Oh. Sorry. I just wanted to see who the Dragon Warrior was," he apologized.
"How interesting," Master Oogway murmured and Po looked at him, dizzy and confused.
"Master, are-are you pointing at me?" Tigress asked, pointing a paw at herself. Po nodded approvingly of the beautiful she-wolf.
"Him," Master Oogway said.
"Who?" Po yelped, trying to move away from the accusing paw.
"You," Maser Oogway replied.
"Me?" Po gasped.
"The universe has brought us the Dragon Warrior," Master Oogway proclaimed, holding up Po's paw with his staff.
"What?" Po yelped.
"What?" The Furious Five cried.
"What?" Master Shifu gaped.
"What?" Mr. Ping barked.
The announcer wolf banged a gong, much to Master Shifu's displeasure, who immediately took away the gong with a slap of his forepaw. He silently threatened to beat him as the crowd cheered and threw confetti at the Dragon Warrior. A line of black wolves carried a royal chair for Po to sit on.
"Wait. Stop. Who told you to?" Master Shifu barked. Racing down the stairs as the wolves loaded Po onto the chair, he confronted Master Oogway.
"Master Oogway, wait. That flabby wolf can't possibly be the answer to our problem. You were about to point at Tigress and that thing fell in front of her. That was just an accident!" he roared.
"There are no accidents," Master Oogway quietly reproved him. Master Shifu stared at Po as he suddenly burst through the chair. He pointed a paw, but more wolves simply helped carry Po anyway. Oogway left him and he was left staring with a twitching eye at the obese Po wolf.
"Forgive us master. We have failed you," Tigress unhappily whimpered, bowing with the rest of the five behind him.
"No," Master Shifu raised a paw, "if the wolf has not quit by morning, then I will have failed you.