Author note: I own nothing! Sorry for short first chap!

*Double Trouble*

-A Weird Homecoming

"Ugh! How much farther until we reach the valley." Po complained breathing heavily. Him, and the Five were returning from stoping an army of Boars who were threatening to attack the Valley. Luckily, the army was pretty pathetic. It was sad really. The gang didn't even have to put much effort into the fight, since they were pretty much doing that all by themselves. That was what made them dangerous to since they'ld end up attcking anything. One was battling a pole. The, uh, pole was winning.

"It's not much farther Po. Now would you please be quiet." Tigress growled. She was becoming slightly irritated at the panda. He acted like a little kid and that included the 'are we there yets' during journies.

"Sorry." Po immediatly shut up after apologizing.

After a few minutes they finally made it to the Valley gates. Sighing with relief they were all glad to be home. Is it possible to become exhausted from being annoyed because that's how they all felt.

However they day wouldn't just end there, would it?

Nope!

Right as they stepped into the main street of the Valley, Po's Uncle Yang came up to him with a worried look on his face.

"Po! You better go up your dad's shop! No one's seen him all day! And a bunches of crashes have been heard coming from there! He won't open up for anybody!"

Po became very worried, his dad never closed the shop unless he was sick and if the shop was closed for some reason he would be out with friends not shut up in the shop. Immediatly he ran toward Mr. Ping's shop the Five in toe. When they arrived at the gate it shut up tight and a variety of crashes and thumps could be heard and the occasional "Put that down, please!" from Mr. Ping.

Now they were all worried. Mr. Ping, while very kooky, was a good man and a fatherly figure to them all.

Suddenly it became quiet inside. Too quiet(cliche I know). That couldn't be good.

"Dad!" With new found strength Po rammed his bodyt against the door. He had to ramm into it three times before it broke into pieces.

Inside the shop everything was a mess. Tables were broken, food was flung everywhere, and glass was shattered all over the floor. In other words the place was a wreck!

"Dad?" Po said meekly. All of them stepped slowly into the restraunt. Mr. Ping walked over to them, holding something behind his back. He was injured, just shaken.

"Mr. Ping. What happened here." Tigress asked.

"Why don't you ask her?" The old goose said pulling what he was hidding behind his back

Po and the Five gasped. They recognised what Mr. Ping was holding up.

It was Po's Tigress action figure. Or had been. Because instead being the wooden action figure they had seen, it was flash and blood. It was Tigress only smaller.

Being held by the tail, the little Tigress struggled to get out of Mr. Ping's gasped. When she looked up she smiled and giggled-acting like a kitten.

"Hi!" she yelled.

R&R! Did that seem as pointless to you as it did to me?