CHAPTER 3 PPOV

Mulan dragged us into the house and made us sit down at the table right beside Baba.

Baba was chuckling at us. "I knew that Mulan would drag you both to the table. Now Mama." Grandma came walking out with a strung of coins and regretfully put them in Baba's hand.

I shook my head. "Baba, I have been curious about the Matchmaker and Mulan." He stopped sipping his tea. He put down his tea slowly.

"Mulan passed the test with flying colors. The Matchmaker is still trying to find someone to match with her."

"Still?"

"Yes, the matchmaker said, I quote, 'Mulan is a very unqiue girl. She needs someone special. She is not a ordinary girl who deserves a ordinary man.'(Mulan still acts the same but she has this way of manipulating people around her. So everyone loves her.)"

"Wow, this is the matchmaker we are talking about?" He nodded.

"Now, Mulan is afraid to go to town because men chase her for her hand in marriage. There was more than once that I had to fight men off with my cane." He laughed. I looked at Shang who was sitting right beside me. Shang looked in deep thought. "So, Shang have you gone to the matchmaker yet?" Baba asked.

"Uh, no. Not yet. I have no doubt that the war is over, I'm on top of her list." Baba nodded.

"Ping, here has appointment tomorrow." I spit out my tea.

"Huh?"

"Didn't your mother tell you?" I shook my head. "When you can through the gates and went to Mulan, your mother and grandma ran to the matchmaker made a appointment for BOTH of you." Now it was Shang's turn to spit out the tea.

"Excuse, me sir?"

"You see Shang, you're father and I go way back. I have a letter from your father that tells me that I am responsible for you if he ever dies." My jaw fell open. Right then the women come walking out carrying food and tea. Mulan was carrying food on plates in her hand. Also another plate was balanced ontop of her head.

Mulan gracefully put all three plates down on the table. Then she took her seat right beside Grandma and infront of Shang. Mama was across from Baba.

"Dig in. I bet you two haven't had a real meal in months." Shang and I both nodded and looked hungrily at the food.

"Grandma made the tea. I gathered the greens. Mulan made the dumpling." Mulan made the dumpling, YES!

I went for the dumpling first. "Shang, you have to try the dumpling. Mulan makes the best dumpling." I spoke through a mouth full of dumpling. Mulan laughed at me.

"Why thank you brother for that compliment."

"What did he say, Mulan?" Baba asked. She rolled her eyes.

"Ping said,' Shang, you have to try the dumpling. Mulan makes the best dumpling.'"

"Really, I didn't hear him say that." Shang put in. She laughed.

"Ping is my twin so I know what he is thinking most of the time." Shang looked surprise.

"Also, did she mention that it gets very annoying. Those two are troublemakers when you put them together." Mama told Shang. Mulan and I nodded.

"Ping, can you name someone that we didn't trick as a child?" I shook my head.

"So, wait. You and Mulan tricked everyone in the village at least once as a child?" We both nodded proudly.

"The village came up with a name for us, it was 'confundo'. I don't know what language it is but it mean to bring disorder." I told Shang. He laughed.

"So you two were the troublesome twin?" I nodded and eat my dumpling.

I looked at Shang and Mulan. I noticed that they were both staring at each other. There was a spark in each other eyes. I kicked Shang's leg under the table. He turned toward and went back to eating his dumpling.

"So, dear brother, I hear that you have a meeting with the Matchmaker tomorrow." I nodded. "Good luck."

"Why?"

"Just remember all Baba's lessons and you'll do fine. I have to put away the drums. May I be excused?" Baba nodded and Mulan stood up taking her plate to the kitchen then walked upstairs to change. Then Mulan came walking downstairs, wearing a shirt and trousers so she could move the drums easier and walked outside without sparing a look at the table.

"Ping, Shang, why don't both you go help Mulan move all of those drums?" We both nodded and stood up.

"Ping! I have to talk to you! Go ahead Shang and go help Mulan!" Grandma yelled. Shang looked at me. I shrugged. Then he started walking toward the back where Mulan was putting the drums.

"Grandma, what did you want to talk about?"

"Uh, uh."

"Grandma?"

"Um, I wanted to talk to you about Mulan and the Matchmaker."

"I wondering about that? Baba didn't tell me much about it."

"I know. I told him not to tell you too much."

"Why?"

"You'll understand when I tell you. You see when we went to the matchmaker..."

FLASHBACK GPOV (Grandma's POV)

"Fa Mulan?" Mulan stood up with her head bowed toward her. "Come inside." Then the matchmaker closed the doors.

"Do you think that Mulan will pass the test?" Fa Li asked me. I nodded proudly.

"Mulan can be a boy at times but she is the most graceful, and beautiful woman. She learns very quickly. I know that she will pass." Then a hour went by.

The Matchmaker opened the doors with Mulan following behind her. The Matchmaker walked toward us.

"Your daughter, Fa Li, Mulan is a very unqiue girl. She needs someone special. She is not a ordinary girl who deserves a ordinary man. It will take me awhile to find someone that is fit for her. She is bound to bring her family honor." We all smiled. "Also there is other matter that I would like to talk to you Grandmother Fa, and Fa Li alone. Fa Mulan will you please excuse us?" Mulan nodded gracefully and bowed as we walked into a room. "Fa Li, you were telling me that you have someone that is to be betrothed Mulan?" She nodded. "Who is this man?"

"He is from a family that has known our for a generation. My husband, Fa Zhou, has a friend and general named General Li. Mulan is betrothed to his only son, Captain Li Shang."

END OF FLASHBACK

By the end. My mouth was opened.

"So, you are saying that Mulan is betrothed to Shang."

AN: Sorry for the cliffie. REVIEW!