Hello. This fic is of my interpretations of the Xiaolin Showdown characters' fears, put in the form of weird chapters. Some of this may not be funny or scary, but still! I felt like typing this! What of it!

Disclaimer: My name's not Christy Hui. My name is--

(got cut off by stupid phone company)

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Worst Fears

Part 1

Mr. Omi Somebody

Squirrels...

You know those cute little rodents with long bushy tails that love to hide acorns and nuts and yo-yo's during the winter? Squirrels? Well, Omi is afraid of them. Stop laughing! I'm serious! It's a problem!

Well, I, Miss Sunshine, one of the greatest psychiatrist persons so far, have heard the whole story...

You see, it all started when little Omi was a baby...

FLASHBACK...

We see little baby Omi crawling down a Xiaolin Temple hallway. Master Fung exited a room with Dojo on his shoulder and, seeing Omi, walked over to the little baby and picked him up. Little Omi cooed, causing smiles to appear on Dojo and Fung's face.

Dojo sighs. "Can you believe that someone would abandon someone as adorable as this little guy?"

It was true. They had found Omi in a small picnic basket on the Xiaolin Temple steps. Well, Dojo found the basket and assumed there was food in it (and judging by the weight of it, it was a lot of food) and brought it in. Imagine his and the Temple Master's surprise when they saw a little yellow-skinned baby in there! After much convincing of the other elders to let him the baby stay and after a lot of debating over what to call him, they agreed on the name "Omi". Why? Well, don't ask me!

FLASHBACK PAUSE. BACK TO PRESENT.

Alright. So I made some of that up. What of it! GET OFF MY BACK!

FLASHBACK UN-PAUSE.

Then the old man carried Omi into the courtyard and set the baby down onto the grass.

Master Fung got into a meditative sitting postition. "Dojo, watch Omi for me." That was what he said before shutting his eyes.

Dojo salutes him. "I will!"

But, of course, this didn't last long. Dojo, lolled by the fresh air and tweeting of birds and the wind rattling the leaves, fell asleep. This, unfortunately left Omi to fend for himself as the little yellow baby began crawling off somewhere...

Baby Omi was curious, always getting into something he wasn't supposed to. He also ran over anything that happened to be in his way, crawling over it. It often got him into a bit of trouble, but most of the time, he was okay.

Not this time, however.

Omi had made his way to a large tree in the middle of the obstacle course where a small squirrel was burying an acorn in the dirt. It was in baby Omi's crawling path, though. As thebald yellow baby crawled closer, he paused to watch in interest as the squirrel paid him no mind and continued burying its acorn.

All was well until Omi did the stupidest thing to do to a squirrel in the history of doingstupid things to squirrels: He grabbed its tail and tried to put it into his mouth.

The squirrel chittered wildly, surprised. It turned its head towards Omi, eyed the baby's hand that was gripping its tail, opened its mouth wide, and...

CHOMP!

Master Fung broke out of his meditative state and Dojo snorted awake at the sound of dramatic wailing. They instantly ran/slithered to the obstacle course to see baby Omi screeching so loud you'd think he was dying.

Fung glared at Dojo. "I told you to watch Omi, Dojo!"

Dojo flinched at his old friend's anger. "Hey! I dozed off!"

Before they could truly start arguing, they were cut off by another loud Omi-wail. Master Fung sighed, bent down to pick up Omi, held him into his arms, and started speaking softly to him, telling him that it was alright and to shush.

...END FLASHBACK

That was followed by numerous other squirrel attacks due to curiousity and stupidity and accident...ity. This is what I told Omi:

Get a ray gun and vaporize all squirrels and your problems will be solved in time.

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About the yo-yo thing, it happened to me once. Seriously! I left it outside and I saw a squirrel run off with it! I never got it back... Then I got another one. My cat ate the string. Seriously! He did that with all my other yo-yo's! I'm not lying! ...Yeah, yo-yo's don't last a day in my house.