(Sorry for the wait. I haven't been having time to write lately.)
Po looked at almost 2-year-old Hélándòu, who was sitting on the bed with a bored look on his face. It was early in the morning, so Po was getting up to make everyone breakfast. But he stopped in seeing his son awake.
"Hey buddy, what's wrong?" Po asked.
"I wish I could go with you to training." Hélándòu said sadly.
Po sighed and sat next to him.
"Lándòu, I wish you could too, but your yeye nor me wants you to be hurt."
"But I already know a lot of moves."
"Yeah, but..."
Po was having a hard time making Hélándòu happy, then he got an idea.
"I have something else you might want to try before kung fu." He said.
"What?" Hélándòu asked confused.
Po motioned Hélándòu to follow him and they walked into the kitchen. Po lead his cub to the stove and set up a pot of water on it.
"You're gonna be my little assistant in the kitchen!"
"assinant?" Hélándòu asked
"'Assistant'." Po said. "Meaning you're going to help me the kitchen. And I show you all I know."
Hélándòu was still confused.
Po turns on the stove and said, "I need you to hand me vegatables."
"Radishes!"
Hélándòu gave it them to him.
"Onions!"
Hélándòu did that.
"Bok choy!"
That was done well too.
"Beets! Carrots! Mushrooms! Gingers!"
Every vegetable his papa wanted, Hélándòu got him. Oddly, he found this fun. Po was going fast to the point where the 2-year-old couldn't keep up unless he jumped to the item. But to Hélándòu, this was a test in speed and agility, which he will need for kung fu. With that in mind, he was happy being a kitchen assistant for now.
"Ok last thing that I know you'll love. Snow peas!"
Hélándòu's ears perked up as he rushed to where the snow peas were and came back...with only half of the amount Po needed.
"Where's the rest of them?" Po asked.
Hélándòu shugged.
"Really?"
Hélándòu shook his head.
"Open your mouth."
Another head shake.
"Lándòu..."
Hélándòu gave in and spit out the rest of the snow peas.
"You're lucky I'm making your bowl." Po said cutting the peas along with the other vegetables. A little while after putting the noodles in, Po put them in a bowl small enough for Hélándòu and gave it to the cub.
"And that's how noodles are made!" Po said, like he was actually telling a story.
Hélándòu laughed at that.
"You can eat your noodles, I'll take care of everyone else's bowls." Po said.
While eating, Hélándòu watched closely as Po was cooking the rest of the noodles, looking for ways to practice both kung fu and the new technique of cooking.