Zaber

Don't own Kung Fu Panda

Po and the Furious Five were training in the Training Hall with Master Shifu...and as usual, Po would mess up. He landed face first rear end up into the ground. "That's enough. I think we can retire for today," Shifu said dismissing the students. Po rubbed his head as Monkey helped him up.

"Well, Po, you've managed to get defeated once again. There are times I wonder if you're actually trying," Tigress smirked.

"Tigress," Viper scolded, "He just tripped. A simple mistake. No need to beat him over the head with it."

"But you got to admit, it was funny how you fell," Monkey snickered.

"Everything is funny with you, Monkey," Crane remarked.

"It's okay guys. I...guess I was just distracted by something else," Po said thoughtfully, "Well, I'm starving." The others groaned. In the kitchen, Po was gulping down his bean buns. Mantis just stood there amazed.

"Do you ever get tired of eating that much?" he asked.

"Not really," Po replied.

"Well, I guess for him, he had nothing better to do as a child," Tigress added. Everyone laughed as Po lightly chuckled...and sadly.

Meanwhile, Mr. Ping was in the shop, making noodle soup. Suddenly, a scream was heard from one of the customers. He looked to see that wolf bandits were robbing the shop. He sighed. It had become a regular occurrence. Mr. Ping went out to face them. One of the wolves picked him up and said, "Give us your loot."

"All the money is in the right drawer underneath the stove," Mr. Ping said calmly. He knew that most of the money was already in the bank. So this was his 'in case thieves came' money. Po would get the money back anyways, so it didn't bother him as much. Two of the wolves went in the kitchen to get the money. One of them stumble upon a loose stone in the floor. He picked it up and it revealed a well wrapped and expensive looking katana.

"Hey boss, look what we found," He said. The moment Mr. Ping saw that katana, he went into a frenzy.

"PUT THAT DOWN!" Mr. Ping shouted knocking out of the boss wolf's hands. Mr. Ping threw a knife had in his pocket at the wolf holding the katana. The knife knocked the wolf back to the wall, pinning him down. Mr. Ping got to the kitchen where he had a cabin of knives. He flipped over and threw the knives, pinning all the wolves to the walls. All the customers ran when they saw that. Mr. Ping snatched the katana out of the wolves "Never come here again. Got it?!" The wolves nodded. They scampered out the door. Mr. Ping twirled around the knife in his hand and sat down, waiting for Po to come.

Zeng came rushing in to the kitchen, out of breath as usual. "Dragon Warrior, your father was just robbed by wolf bandits," he panted.

"Well, this may help you get your mind off of how badly you're fighting lately," Tigress teased. Po shook his head.

"Tigress, don't you think that's enough?" Crane said, "This is his father we're talking about."

"The bandits left when your father went into a frenzy with the knives," Zeng said. Po and the other looked confused.

"Why would he do that?" Po asked.

"Because one of the wolves tried to take a katana they found at the shop," Zeng said barely getting past the last word. Po grabbed him, lifted him up by the collar and shouted.

"Where is he?!" He seriously said. Zeng was now scared.

"Hhhhe's at the shop waiting for you," Zeng panicked. Po dropped him and went out the door. The other were increasingly confused and shocked. They went down the mountain behind Po. When Po got to the shop, Mr. Ping was still twirling the knife through his fingers.

"Dad," Po said running up to hug him, relieved.

"It's good to see that you're here. Here," Mr. Ping presented the sword just as the others came into the store. "They only touched it." Po grabbed the sword and gently caressed it.

"Good," Po said. Then he smirked a little, "You know, you didn't have to do your old knife throwing thing to the bandits."

"Did you want them to steal it?" Mr. Ping asked rhetorically, then he saw that the others were there. "Why did you bring them here?" Po turned around to see the Furious Five there.

"What are you doing here?" Po asked.

"We thought that you would need some help," Tigress said not trying to be insulting. Po glared.

"Thanks, but I think I can take care of myself. But why would I should I bother you considering I have been the right type of warrior lately," Po said bitterly. Viper whispered to Tigress.

"You shouldn't have taunted him," she said.

"Anyways, what is the fuss about the sword?" Monkey said about to touch it when Po pulled out of his reach.

"It's a personal family heirloom. It's from Japan. That's all you need to know," Po replied. Tigress looked at the sword.

"Isn't that a samurai sword? What was your family doing with that?" Tigress asked. Po was silent for a second before answering.

"There are certain things that everyone keeps secrets. There are personal things that you guys each have that you would never tell me. Now, there are personal things that I would never tell you, and you must respect that," Po replied, "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go somewhere." He went out with the katana in hand. The others were both surprised and saddened.

"I don't understand. What's with the sword Mr. Ping?" Mantis asked. Mr. Ping shook his head.

"Don't expect me to spill out the beans. Like Po said, there are things that are personal," He said.

"So how did you defend against the bandits?" Tigress asked.

"I use to be a knife thrower when I was a child and I ran away with the circus for a while," Mr. Ping said. "In any case, that sword is the reason why he's so out of sorts. Today is the day he," He stopped when he remembered the others were still there. "I'm sorry. I was rabbling on. Well, you probably have something to do or more important business to do. Good-bye." He went into his shop and went back to work. The Furious Five could agree on one thing. Something was up with Po.

to be continued