It's been a few days or so since Shen had overrun Gongmen city. A messenger had flown out, now reaching the palace with a message from an unknown animal. Shifu met the goose at the front before sending him away.
     Though before he could read half, his eyes widened before calling over the five, Po, and (y/n). (Y/n) stood next to Po as everyone crowded around behind Shifu. Lowering the scroll, Shifu asked curious, "Are you familiar with the master of Gongmen city?"
     This caught everyone's attention as Po answered, "Master Thundering Rhino?"
     Shifu nodded as he started to walk forward, everyone following him, "Yes."
     Po slowly smiled as he grew excited, "Son of legendary Flying Rhino?"
     Shifu nodded as he handed Po the scroll, "Yes."
     "And slayer of the 10,000 serpents in the Valley of Wo?!" His arms slacked in excitement as he bent down some.
     Stopping at the edge of the stairs, Shifu turned to all of them, "He's dead.."
     Almost everyone gasped as they crowded Po to look at the scroll, all saying simultaneously, "Woah.."
     (Y/n) frowned as she looked at Shifu confused, "B-But that's impossible."
     They all started to walk forward again before Tigress waved her paws, "Rhino's horn defense is impervious to any technique."
     Shifu looked back at them as he lead them out of the gates and down a few stairs, "It was no technique. Lord Shen has created a weapon. One that breathes fire and spits metal." His voice was low and worrisome as he stopped and turned to them, "Unless he is stopped....this could be the end...of kung fu.."
     Po frowned as he looked at him, "But (y/n) and I just got kung fu!"
     Raising his staff, Shifu tapped it against the ground, "And now you must save it.. For whatever time we waste, we are losing time for one of the injured masters."
     (Y/n) frowned as she stepped forward, her (f/c) ears pinned back slightly, "What do you mean by that? Who's injured?"
     Shifu sighed softly as he turned to the young wolf, pain shown in his voice, "Master Fang... She is in a critical coma.. For when Shen invaded the palace, she fought him and was badly wounded to the chest and stomach. And to keep her from singing her healing tunes, they've got her in ropes and a muzzle to keep her from speaking and singing."
     (Y/n)'s (e/c) eyes widened as she covered her mouth in shock, "R-Really?.."
     Shifu nodded, "Yes.." Turning around, he swung his staff towards the valley, away from the palace, "Now go! Destroy this weapon! And bring Lord Shen to justice!"
     The five leaped/flew forward while Po pumped himself up. (Y/n) had started to run forward before stopping a few steps down looking back at Po as he talked to Shifu.
     Po had ran forward too, though stopped when a sudden thought hit him, "Wai-Wai-Wait a second." Turning to face Shifu, he tilted his head, "How can I do this? I mean, how can kung fu stop something that stops kung fu?"
     The red panda only straightened as he gripped the staff gently, "Remember, Dragon Warrior, anything is possible....when you have inner peace."
     Po seemed to understand....a little, before smiling and running with (Y/n) meeting up with the Furious Five. All the animals had lined up, cheering their favored warriors as they started to head off. Doing a roll, Po mumbled to himself closing his eyes, "Inner peace."
     The five ran behind him, while (Y/n) ran alongside Po. They all noticed how as they ran he relaxed holding his arms out some. Though in those few minutes of peace, it was cut short when Mr. Ping called out to him, "Oh Po!"
     Po's eyes widened as he and everyone else slowed down as they reached Mr. Ping's Noodle Shop. The goose carried a backpack over before dropping it, letting some food and such fall out of the bag. Po looked down at him shocked as Ping started to hold things up, "Oh Po! I got your backpack! I packed your food for weeks, cookies, buns, vegetables, I even packed all your action figures." He then started playing with an action figure of Mantis and (Y/n) before holding the mini (Y/n) up.
     Monkey's eyes widened as he laughed softly pointing to Po. (Y/n) blushing under her fur as she looked up at him in shock that he had even gotten a mini-figure of her.
     Po's face heated up some as he tried to play it cool looking back at them, but mostly (Y/n), "Oh! Uhm-Hey! I don't know what those are. Hehe." He watched as (Y/n) gently smacked Monkey's hand down before trotting away, not realizing she was still in earshot as he turned to Mr. Ping whimpering softly while picking up (Y/n)'s figure from him, "Dad! You got scratches on my (Y/n)."
     When (Y/n) had heard those words from him, she could help but wag her tail as she sat down smiling to herself. Closing her (e/c) eyes, she thought of Po and how embarrassed he would be acting if he wasn't trying to hide it.
     Walking over to her, Monkey chuckled and sat down before nudging her side smiling, "You owe me 10 for the bet."
     Rolling her eyes, (Y/n) looked over at him giggling as she tossed the coins to him smiling, "Yeah yeah. Next time I'll make a bet I know I'll win."
     Monkey grinned as he caught the money getting another idea, "How about another bet? 20 this time."
     (Y/n)'s ears pricked as she looked over, the amount catching her interest, "I'm listening."
     He chuckled as he leaned onto his elbow's glancing back at Po, "I bet you can't kiss Po. But the only way you can get out of this bet is by either kissing him or telling me that I'm a better master than you!"
     A bright blush dusted her face before she nodded, determined to prove monkey wrong, "Challenge accepted!" She wouldn't do anything to hurt Po, she didn't even want to hurt their friendship, but this... this could strengthen it....could it?
     Breaking out of her thoughts, she looked back seeing it was Tigress. The feline motioned with her tail behind her, letting (Y/n) know that the others besides herself, (Y/n), and Monkey are already ahead. The wolf nodded and stood about to run with Monkey and Tigress but stopped short when she gazed upon Mr. Ping.
     The goose was looking at the street Po was heading down, a saddened look on his face as he held a small painting of him and Po when he was younger. Jogging over to him, (Y/n) smiled softly and rubbed his shoulder, "It's ok Mr. Ping. We'll have him back before you can say noodles."
     With that said she turned and ran after the others, unaware that Mr. Ping had already muttered the one word that used to cheer him up.

"...Noodles..."