Amazing Accomplishment
By: PointyEdgesofaSign
Note: Sorry for not updating, and for the shortness of this chapter and those that will follow, but updates will be much more frequent and dramatic now that I've finished writing this story and I'm starting a new series that you should totally look for, called 'Phobia'! It's gonna be awesome!
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Ch. 5
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"Well, what's your favorite color?"
"Blue."
"What's your favorite scroll?"
"Kung Fu Hustle."
"What's your middle name?"
"I don't have one."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't."
"That's not a real answer, Po."
"Do I look like I care?"
"You care, I know you do, so why don't you have a middle name?"
"Because I don't!"
The ritual 20 questions had been going on for bordering on three hours, and the poor panda was at his wit's end. The constant bombardment of his fragile mentality had taken a turn for the worst ever since he decided to protect the snow leopard from his past. He was beginning to think that it wasn't such a great idea, and the voice on the wind was, by then, nothing more than a faint whisper still called out to him, pleading with him to turn back, to tell Tai Lung, and to be with him once more.
But if Po was nothing else, he was determined.
He would not tell Tai Lung.
"Is it because you're grumpy? Did your middle name get taken away for being too grumpy?"
But he might just have to knock him out a few times to preserve whatever sanity he had left.
Suddenly, the giant kitten froze, posture rigid, face tense, as though he were waiting to be struck on the head, trying to keep his brain from rattling around in his skull.
"I hear someone."
That was all he had time to say before a berserk-looking figure charged from behind a bush, roaring cruel words as his battle cry as he turned on Tai Lung and Po caught a glimpse of his face.
"So, kitty, you think you can just run away from me? You think you will get away with it? Even the Dragon Warrior cannot save you, now!"
Vachir had returned.