Author's Note: Alright, got another bit out. I'm not gonna say much til afterwards, just gonna let it speak for itself.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN KFP!

Enjoy.


Mirror

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Jade eyes stare into themselves, despondence sewed into their very surface. Eyelids threaten to shut, curtains tiring from monotony and wishing to enter into a blissful dream. Yet the creak of his bedframe keeps his ears sharp, reminding him of the black and white blob consuming the length of his mirror. He tries to look away, but the blob drags his eyes back to it regardless. That flab, that loose skin, that 'puffy fur', those 'big bones'. He places a paw onto his belly, feeling swollen despite his noodle dinner having passed hours ago. In the mirror however, it jiggles, rippling waves through the blob's sea of fat. So disgusting, so pathetic. School yard taunts paint themselves onto the reflective surface, poking into the blob. Po feels his belly churn. He ignores the ache in his heart. After all, mirrors don't lie. Jade eyes stare into themselves, not wanting to look at the blob any longer.

That won't stop others from looking. That won't stop others from judging, from smirking, from grimacing. Truth is, he looks in the mirror every day, even when there's no mirror in sight. How nice would it be if he could see himself in the mirror, not a round blob? How nice would it be if the mirror could see that too? Sometimes he'd be tempted to laugh, that small apron he'd wear around the shop would get swallowed whole by that blob. Sometimes… He only says that since everyday hurts too much.

Po lies back on his bed, allowing his eyes to finally shut as he draws the covers over himself. Though he feels the winter breeze hovering over his feet, he doesn't open his eyes. Figures, his dad got these covers months ago. It was only a matter of time until he outgrew them. With this last reminder, his mind attempts to escape into dreamland in spite of the mirror staring back at his form. As his breaths become calm and slow, the mirror's gaze doesn't affect him anymore.

Nor does it show him completely covered up in bed.


Alright, you might be fairly confused about the sudden switch up. This is part of a one-shot in this collection... I know, a bit strange, but I thought of trying something new. Think of it as an interlude of sorts. As for this section in particular, it's a part of Po's character that I feel is integral to his early years. Also yes, this is pre-kfp 1. Let me know what you think! Don't worry, next one-shot will be longer I promise. Until next time :)