KFP: Permission Fic: PermissionKFP: Permission4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fandom: Kung Fu Panda
Summary: While training, Tigress and Viper held an interesting conversation involving certain Dragon Warrior.
Pairing: Po and Tigress
"He's cute, isn't he?"
The comment caught Master Tigress off guard. The young feline turned her head to the side as she tried to maintain her equilibrium above the narrow peak of the hill. Giving her fellow Master a side glance she toyed with the idea of asking who Viper was talking about until curiosity got the best of her.
There was something unsettling in the way Viper glance at her. It was the same kind of look she always got when she knew something no one else did. Tigress hated it, mainly because Viper had the ability to know what she wasn't supposed to.
With a sly grin on her face Viper nodded her
Po and tigress hints kfp2H1:You can mainly hear Tigress counting and cheering on Po with his bean bun thing.Po and tigress hints kfp23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
H2:Tigress has a big and impressed reaction when Po fit 38 beanbuns in his mouth.
H3:Tigress encouarged Po to try to fit 30 bean buns in his mouth.
H4:Tigress has another big reaction when Po fits 40 BB in his mouth.
H5:Tigress states his trainings paid off with a small laugh/giggle
H6:Tigress has a loving stare and smile when Po goes to meet Shifu
H7nly Tigress smiles when his stomach growled and he said "that was my fist"
H8o and Tigresss have a combination move (unknown hint)
H9:Alot of their combination move involves hand/paw holding meaning that they had to practice and hold hands alot
H10art of their move they look like they were slow dancing (Unkown hint but still CUTE)
H11:Tigress is the first one Po calls on to jump over him and attack
H12:Tigress is the only one to notice Po's spacin' (witch may mean she was staring at Po)
H13:Tigress sounded concerened when she asked Po "What Happened"
A munk, a skunk and an Adventure Playground - Chp2A 'munk, a skunk and an Adventure Playground - Chapter 2A munk, a skunk and an Adventure Playground - Chp24 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Once Ozzie and Timothy had had their diapers changed, Tavi and Friendly took them both back into the adventure playground again.
"What were we going to do?" asked Timothy in his squeaky little voice.
"We're gonna play hide-and-seek!" exclaimed Ozzie excitedly, "Who shall count first?"
"I will" said Friendly
"Okay!" grinned Ozzie, "Let's go!"
Friendly started counting, and Ozzie and Tavi took off as fast as they could into the adventure playground. Timothy chased after them as fast as he could, his chubby body lending him a duck-like waddle.
"Wait for me!" squeaked Timothy.
Friendly finished counting and slowly made his way towards the adventure playground.
"I wonder where they've gone" chuckled the five-year old fox. He decided to search the ball-pond first.
Timothy followed Ozzie and Tavi. They climbed up a set of multicolored plush steps together. Timothy followed them and tried to climb up the stairs too, but his feet just cou
The Day before ChristmasThe Day before ChristmasThe Day before Christmas3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
One Christmas Eve, Friendly was in charge of babysitting Zee-Zee the clever 2-year old squirrel, and Timothy the 3-year old raccoon. Both of the cubs were in training pants, so Friendly knew he'd have to check them periodically to see if they needed a change. Zee-Zee was better than Timothy at using the potty - Timothy hadn't quite got the hang of his pull-ups and how they worked yet. Friendly made sure he gave Zee-Zee lots of praise and encouragement when he did successfully use the potty, and also gave Timothy comfort when he didn't quite make it to the potty and changed him into a fresh pair of pull-ups.
As Friendly was in the kitchen, he heard a bulletin message on the radio, Friendly turned it up and listened:
"This afternoon, Santa Claus is at the local swimming pool giving out presents to good boys and girls, as well as photographs of your child with Santa Claus! If your kids want their photo taken with Santa Claus, head down to the local pool right away
Gorillaz - First meetingJava hiccupped and panted as she ran down the street in high speed. The little girl hurried down the street as fast as she could still feeling tears running down her face. She couldn't stand it! It hurt so much in her little chest while she thought about her parents. They just had a big fight about the future for them all. The little girl's name was Java and she was 8-9 years old. Her black hair hit her face as she ran faster. She sobbed and hugged a very strange looking bunny toy in her hands. It was an early afternoon outside but yet it felt dark for the little girl who kept running faster and faster down the street. She just wanted to get away from everything right now. She wanted to disappear from this horrible place at once. It was no more joy in her life anymore. Her parents fight all the time, she had no friends and not much to live for either. She only had herself and her bunny right now. Java sobbed harder and felt the tears run down her cheeks. She was just about to run arounGorillaz - First meeting4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
AR Story: Home AgainHome AgainAR Story: Home Again6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
by Ouroboros aka OzzieAstaroth
Sitting in his beat up old car that night, watching the train go by, John thought about why he had come back home. It had been 8 years since he left. Now 26, John thought he had put the past behind him. As the dull clatter of the train repeated in an endless rhythm, he remembered how things used to be. This town reminded him of how alone he was. His parents had been killed in a car accident when he was 16. He remembered how his old baby sitter, Mary or "Miss Mary" as John used to call her when he was little, took him in. She was more of a mother figure to him even before the accident. So why would he come back to face those old memories? John had already planned on visiting his parent's old house, but his real objective was to see her one more time. John had just broken up with his girlfriend of 3 years right after loosing his job. Now all alone again, he was coming home -- a failure and a sad excuse for a human being as far as he was concerned
My Wish chapter 1My Wish chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a cold Monday night in late September and a young white lioness with big blue eyes and a large pink heart on her forehead sat outside her dormitory looking up at the starry sky. She was wearing only a tee shirt and skirt which was an unusual outfit for the chilly weather, but she liked it that way.
The cold breeze on her fur made her feel alive. As she sat there she wished she could be home. She had just graduated high school in June and had spent little time at home since. Her mother, a beautiful brown eyed white lioness with a butterfly marking on her head, had dropped her off at college only a month ago but it felt as if it had been forever. She had never felt such loneliness in her life, having never been apart from her parents for more than a month at a time since birth, until that summer. It was a painful feeling deep within her heart. A pain only numbed by the knowledge that her parents would be visiting that very weekend. Her heart called ou
Usopp Gets Sick| Usopp X Crew| Pt. 1. ChopperRating: PG-13 / TUsopp Gets Sick| Usopp X Crew| Pt. 1. Chopper1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pairing: Usopp X Crew
Setting: Post TimeSkip
Summary: Usopp gets sick, and it's up to his nakama to help him get better!
It was a breezy day on the Sunny. The sky was nice and cloudy and the air was cool and the crew was as rowdy as ever.
Luffy was running rampant throughout the ship with Chopper close on his heels, chasing a large mudskipper that was flopping around and sliding across the floor. Everyone was relaxing doing their own thing.
Usopp was sluggish, normally he would love to play with Luffy and Chopper, but today he just couldn't. His body just wasn't up to it.
'My head hurts so bad it feels like my eyes are going to fall out...' Usopp thought as he rubbed his eyes and made his way to the side of the ship with his fishing pole.
As he walked it felt as though the floor was farther and farther away with each step. His eyes closed as he hit the deck with a hard thud.
The mudskipper jumped overboard
Brian the Tiger backstory.It all started when two tiger parents carrying their newborn cub through the forest. "Are you sure we are leaving our child alone?" the mother tigress said. "Our child must be safe from those hunters. If he dies by those hunters then our family will end." Said the father tiger and he puts the basket on the river bank and the mother tigress hugs the tiger cub and said "I only wish we named you before" she said crying and puts the tiger cub in the basket while the father tiger put a blanket and kisses him "Good-bye my son." He then pushes the basket in the middle of the river and two gunshots were fired and the tiger cub's parents roared one last time before they died. The hunters have killed the tiger parents, but the tiger cub was safely floating down the river. The hunters then search for the cub but by the time they seen the tiger cub it was getting dark, and they knew dangerous bugs are active at dark so they head back with the dead tiger cub's parents. Meanwhile the tiger cub wokeBrian the Tiger backstory.4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Friendly's New Friend - Chapter ThreeThe next morning, Timothy stirred and slowly opened his eyes. Something felt strange though. His training pants felt like they were soaked. As he turned over, he suddenly realized what had happened.Friendly's New Friend - Chapter Three3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Oh no!" he squeaked with dismay. "Friendly!"
"Huh? What's the matter Timothy?" groaned Friendly, wiping sleep from his eyes.
Timothy couldn't speak, he could only sniffle as he felt his soaked trainers rubbing against his fur.
Friendly pulled the duvet aside, and he sighed deeply. Timothy's pull-ups had leaked and soaked through his shorts and the bedsheets.
"Oh dear" he said.
"I'm sorry Friendly" blubbered Timothy, as the tears flowed down his furry cheeks.
Friendly sighed again, he'd have to get his mom to change the bedsheets and duvet now. However, as the fox saw just how upset Timothy was, he couldn't be cross with him.
"Poor Timothy" sympathized the fox, rubbing the chubby little raccoon's back and letting him sob into his arm. "It's okay Timothy, it's okay"
"Now I'll never have anym
Sleepover at Jake's-- Sleepover at Jake's --Sleepover at Jake's10 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Strong afternoon sunshine filtered down through fresh broad leaves, creating spotlights on the floor of a dusty path. Cubs keen to get home after the day's classes to start the weekend made their way along the wooded trail, cubs running on foot, cubs riding their bikes, others walking and carrying their skateboards. A six-year old raccoon wearing a blue t-shirt and orange shorts with white flames rode his little red bike with training wheels with a ten-year old fox, who was riding a big blue bike and wearing blue sweatpants and a red t-shirt. The fox rode behind the raccoon, occasionally glancing at the training wheels that helped his raccoon friend stay balanced. The path through the woods was dry as a bone, though a lone pothole in the path managed to high-center the back wheel of the raccoon's bike. The chubby raccoon squeaked as his bike ground to to a halt despite his still turning his pedals, the back wheel of his bike spinning helplessly. The fox stoppe
Lunar's daycare visit Part 3It is the afternoon and Brian and Lunar went outside to play with the other cubs. Brian then spotted a see-saw.Lunar's daycare visit Part 34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Lets play on the see-saw" said Brian
"Ok" said Lunar and they went to the see-saw.
Brian got on one end while Lunar got on the other end.
Brian asked Lunar "Do you have parents?"
Lunar did not anwser. He knew his father abadoned and disowned him.
Brian sighs "I wish my parents are still around.
Lunar asked "What happen to your parents?"
Brian did now anwser. He knew that his parents were killed.
Lunar said "My father was mean. He beaten me, strangle me, and throw me out of the house. As I wander alone, Solar took me in and adopt me as a brother."
Brian said "My parents were killed by hunters. Before they were killed my parents put me in a basket, and send me down the river. I cried when my parents were killed. As I went down the river, other cubs found me and took me to a village hidden from the hunters. They were wearing diapers and before I knew it I was wearing it. They h
Brian the Tiger's 1st Christmas part 1It was snowing outside and Brian the Tiger just woke up from his sleep and looks at the calander. He roared happily when he saw the snow. He got out of his crib and put on warm clothes, but not before he changed his diaper. After his diaper got changed, he got on a red jacket and green pants and went outside to make a snowman. While he makes a snow man he saw his friends with gifts. He knew it wasn't his birthday, but it was something else.Brian the Tiger's 1st Christmas part 14 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When they got there they said, "Merry Christmas, Brian!" From left to right, Kenny, a fox who loves balloons, Gus, a blue skunk, Leo a purple lion cub who likes girly stuff even though Leo is a male lion. Lunar a blue fox, Tavi a hybrid of a tiger and a chipmunk, and his best friend Ozzie a skunk with one sock on his left foot-paw, Gem a squrell and her brother Zee-Zee who wears potty trainers instead of diapers. Lig another hybrid of a lion and a tiger, he likes to be called a liger. Marcus another fox that looks like Kenny, Tylur , a wolf with dif
Stormy SleepoverStormy SleepoverStormy Sleepover3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Upon a late-night summer breeze, green leaves danced and jiggled slowly as the sun slowly but surely disappeared behind the horizon, leaving only a faint yellow glow behind, as dark clouds began to appear from the southwest. Inside a Mock-Georgian brick house, a lone incandescent lightbulb spilled a warm glow inside a blue-colored room and onto a beige carpeted floor. A nine-year old fox named Friendly and a five-year old raccoon named Timothy were getting ready for bed. The cubs had already brushed their teeth, and Friendly was already wearing his red and blue-striped patchwork pyjama bottoms. Timothy was still wearing his blue t-shirt and orange flame shorts. The raccoon stood by the window and waited for the fox to help him prepare for bed. Friendly helped Timothy pull his blue t-shirt off and untied the thick, blue laces of the raccoon's shorts. Timothy blushed as Friendly gently pulled the orange flame shorts down - revealing Timothy's racecar pull-ups, which the
Simple DelightsSimple Delights3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's a full time job when you think about it
There is wonder in the smallest of things, from the smell of freshly cut grass to the warmth of a soft warm towel on the skin.
For a young child everything is a source of wonder and awe, the act of being picked up, the flight of birds in the sky. Even watching paint dry is, for a young child, an incredible thing to be seen and experienced.
A young child is having a moment of pure wonder right now as she lays on the soft surface of her play pen, a rattle in her left hand. Each movement creates a sound from the rattle and she watches this in wonder and awe, her legs twitching in delight and the sounds of her thick nappy rustling as she shakes her rattle, a little drool around her mouth.
Clothed in a yellow t-shirt with a pink cartoon heart on the front, tiny pink baby socks on her equally tiny feet, a thick white nappy with pink prints on the tapes and simple babyish designs, Reina Beaumont currently 18 months old after trigger
To EllieI once knew this girl in a pink dressTo Ellie3 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Her hair in pigtails, her face a mess
She was as sweet and caring as could be
So imagine my surprise when she talked to me
It was many years ago now, if memory serves
Something caused me to get up the nerve
To talk to the new kid, see how she was
And befriend her, maybe, just because
Her red eyes were softer than they should be
For red is a color that often looks too harsh on a she
Black hair was always so neat, her dress too
Diaper always clean, personality too
Mr. Bear she called him, always by her side
With him there, there was nothing to hold inside
And with him she spoke to me in playful tones
Still, he didn’t make her brave enough to use the phone
But that’s beside the point, what I really want to say
And I figured this may be the only way
So to try and not alarm her, to try and get it out
I found it best not to shout
She was there for me when I needed her
And even there when I had it all together
Always happy, always smiling
A Day at the ParkIt was a rather warm and sunny summer afternoon, and Sarah sat at her window, looking out over the cityscape. "I'm bored," she sighed, brushing a bit of her bright yellow hair out of her bright green eyes.A Day at the Park3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Indeed it was true that there wasn't much to do inside today, that she couldn't have done any other day.
"What a perfectly beautiful day!" she said with a hint of frustration as she tried desperately to think of something to do, "It really would be a shame to waste it lying around the house."
As she sat thinking, suddenly the idea hit her, "I wonder what Abi and Laura are doing today!"
Getting up from her seat near the window, she opened the door to her room and looked both ways down the hall outside, her golden colored tail swishing enthusiastically back and forth as her ears swiveled, listening for signs of her mother.
When it was obvious that her mother was not nearby, she called out to her, "Momma?"
There was a long pause
Joys of the Summer - Chapter 1Joys of the Summer Chapter OneJoys of the Summer - Chapter 13 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was a gorgeous summer's morning. Birds sang merrily as the sun rose higher into the sky. A slightly chubby six year old raccoon cub rode his red bike on the asphalt of a quiet residential street, his training wheels making a sort of dull rattling sound as he trundled along. He was wearing a blue t-shirt, and a pair of orange swimming trunks with white and blue flames. He smiled happily as he stopped and looked back at the little wheels which kept him steady on his bike, which he loved to ride so much. A ten year old fox watched over him, walking someways behind the little raccoon. He was wearing a dark-blue jersey and a pair of sweat-pants. The little raccoon waited for his fox friend to catch up with him.
"You're getting faster, Timothy. Soon I'll need to be on my bike to keep up with you" the fox said to him, with a small chuckle.
"Heehee, do you really think so, Friendly?" asked Timothy.
"Sure, come on little buddy. We'll ride over that bridg
Florida ChildrenFlorida is filled with summer children.Florida Children10 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They run through the streets, flip flops and tank tops and laughter filling the air with familiar sounds. These Florida children, who seek air conditioning and shade, maybe something cold to drink or eat, sit in the parks and strum guitars. Sometimes there aren't even words, just music, the kind that makes you miss your true childhood, the kind that makes you remember everything as if it's sliding in and out of focus, looking up at a friend through the tall grass, yellow flowers and fuzzy, indecipherable talking. You remember everything, through a seemingly antique lens, yellowed and faded, summertime sun-shiney. The ones with the guitars, they sit and chat on the benches and play soothing music, and the rest of them just lay in the grass, some in the sun, some in the shade, and remember. Sometimes that faint and seemingly far-away giggling conversation fills in the holes in the noise. The low, metallic sound of the guitars puts some of the more
Timothy's Vacation (Sneak-Peek)Timothy's VacationTimothy's Vacation (Sneak-Peek)7 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Fresh green leaves danced and rustled in the gentle late-spring breeze, communicating a warm, inviting atmosphere on a quiet, suburban street. The sun climbed higher into the sky, spreading much-anticipated late-summer warmth and light. A young, slightly chubby eight-year old raccoon rode on a bright red bike up the smooth, concrete-slab sidewalk, his training wheels making a dull rattling noise as they trundled along, helping the raccoon to stay upright as he cycled. An adult raccoon paced along behind him, watching the young raccoon and smiling as he listened to his son's training wheels clattering along.
"Alright Timothy, let's get home. We have to be ready to leave soon.
Timothy looked back at his Dad with a smile, his amber eyes shining with anticipation for the trip ahead.
"I hope Friendly isn't too upset he can't come." Timothy replied to his dad, turning his head to watch where he was going.
"He'll be okay, we're only going for a couple of weeks." Timothy's d
PreschoolIt was the first day of pre-school in Station Square. Children eagerly ran to the class of Mr. Eggman.Preschool9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
One of these children was a small blue hedgehog zipping across the play scape to his class.
Another was a small, orange fox boy carrying a screw driver and a small toy plane that had the words painted on the side: "Tornado".
Another was a small red echidna boy carrying a brief case.
There was also a small pink hedgehog girl in a red dress with bows in her hair who was chasing the blue hedgehog across the place scape.
Another boy was a small black and red hedgehog who was eating a cookie, only the tips of ears drooped down a little bit.
Behind him was a white bat in a purple dress who was trying to steel his cookie.
Then there was a group of small children, a green crocodile wearing head phones, a purple chamaeleon with plastic knives, and a small bee wearing a helmet. They were all wearing tee-shirts that read: Kaotix Dtectiv Agnce" (Chaotix Detective Agency)
Standing in a corner alon
My Friends are the Family I ChooseMY FRIENDS ARE THE FAMILY I CHOOSEMy Friends are the Family I Choose3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
By xXPuppy-ScampXx aka YourRisingStorm
Based on a true story.
The cold, crisp Canadian wind blew in Scamp’s face as he stood by the bus stop, waiting for the Greyhound bus to arrive. No one knew his intentions—running away—as he never let anyone see through his eyes to view the bottled emotions laying underneath that mask. Over his floppy ears were Sennheisser RS 160 digital wireless headphones plugged into his 160GB iPod Classic. Currently playing was “Cold Wind Blows” by Eminem, and he was bobbing his head with the lyrics laced with brutal, explicit content, attempting to rap along.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I’m as cold as the cold wind blows when it snows and it’s twenty be-low…” he muttered, brainwashing his mind to believe the lyrics, “Ask me why man I just don’t know…”
A few busybodies heard his attempt to sing and shook their heads as they passed by, he
Daniel's new bikeDaniel's new bike4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Daniel's New Bike
Once, there was a little boy named Daniel, and he was really excited. He'd just received a brand new bike for his sixth birthday, and he loved it! He couldn't wait to ride it and show it to his friends!
"I have a big-boy bike!" he thought to himself, barely able to restrain his excitement. He looked at his bike; it looked just like a dirt bike, but it was red, yellow and black, and it had training wheels. He could hardly wait to show off to his friends at the park, oh they'd be so jealous!
Later that day, Daniel's Mom took him out for a ride on his new bike. He rode down the sidewalk with ease, he couldn't wait to show off his skills at the park!
"Be careful Daniel" said his Mom, as she walked behind him.
"I'm alright!" said Daniel, as he kept riding in a straight line, directly towards the park.
Daniel couldn't help thinking about how he'd show his skills to his friends. He'd ride up and down hills, along the grass, maybe even over some jumps! All his friends could r
To Kill an Innocent Soul: Chapter 1Three months? Oh, Arizona. You've got it all wrong. You want the whole thing? That, I can tell you.To Kill an Innocent Soul: Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It all started when I was thirteen at Manatee Art School. I was in Ballroom class when the announcement sounded. "All right. Students and staff," Mr. Devine's voice sounded from the PA, "please evacuate the building immediat-" Then, we heard a door break down and the most bloodcurdling scream before everyone went ballistic and ran for their lives. Then, I spotted them. Their faces gray with death, glassy lifeless eyes, and their insides spilling in the floor causing the white tiles to be died a dark crimson red. I screamed and ran over to my friend Natalie's classroom. Everyone left. My backpack slammed into my back repeatedly as I ran towards the courtyard in a vain attempt to find her or somebody I knew.
My eyes registered a lot of six-graders until I saw my little sixth grader run to me. "Erin, what's happening?" I held her hand, "We gotta get out of here!" I ran as fast as I