10 Song Challenge: 10 Typos

Put your iPod/MP3 player on shuffle. Start writing a fic for each of the songs. Stop when the song ends, even if you're in the middle of a word. Do this for 10 songs. I own nothing. Expect to see a lot of one-liners.

I own nothing. This is all for Awerewolf, nicest guy ever, and there will be more to come!

BTW, I realize it should be Tai/Po, but Typo sounds cool! So, without further ado, I give you 10 Typos!!

1) One, Two Three, GO! By Belanova

"Tai, come back!" Po shouted, racing after the snow leopard's retreating form.

"Not this time, Po! You have to catch me!" came the reply.

While Po loved Tai Lung with all he was, times like this could make him really question what he was thinking, making a sugary breakfast. The leopard was friggen hyper!

2) Before It's Too Late by The Goo Goo Dolls

"Po, do you ever regret this? Your decision to leave the Valley?" Tai Lung questioned, running a clawed hand through his lover's monochromatic fur.

"Well, I wish I could see my father again, sometimes, but if it means I get to be with you, then leaving the Valley of Peace was worth it. Besides, you know they couldn't have accepted us together. It's just not that easy," Po answered, nuzzling his mate's furred shoulder, leaning back into him as they sat beneath an old birch tree.

3) I Hope You Dance by Lee Ann Womack

He couldn't believe it. He could still feel the panda's touch on his skin. He could smell his scent on his pants. He could hear his voice on the wind.

But he was gone.

Tai Lung had told him to go away, and he left.

Why? Why had he been so stupid? Why did he have to be so touchy? All Po had wanted to do was help him get over Chor Gom! And he had snapped.

Now, all he could do was hope Po would be happy, wherever he went, and not regret anything. He hoped he didn't lose his humility, his opportunities were always numerous, and he would always smile, but most importantly, he hoped that, if he ever got the chance again, like they had the first night they were together, he would dance every chance he got.

Because Tai Lung never would again.

4) This Moment by Disturbed

Fury. Rage. Fear. Adrenaline. Blood.

So much blood.

It covered every inch of him, scent fogging his nose and blurring his vision, as he ran through the hellhole of a cave. He would never accept a rescue mission in a cursed environment again.

The ghosts were after him, cackling madly. They threw themselves at him and he blindly fought them, ignoring the innumerable injuries that covered each of the bodies, thanking the gods he could hurt them as much as they could hurt him.

He didn't want to leave Po

5) Bleed It Out by Linkin Park

"Why do you always do this?"

"Do what? Are you saying this is my fault?"

"I'm saying it isn't anyone's fault! It doesn't have to be! Bad things happen to good people for no reason! It's how the Universe is! It isn't your fault, it isn't my fault, and it isn't Shifu's fault, either!" Po shouted, grabbing the snow leopard close to his chest.

"But, he wasn't supposed to die."

"I know, Tai, I know."

6) Bitch by Meredith Brooks

"How do you do that?" asked the snow leopard, approaching the sulking panda, feet gliding across the forest floor without a sound.

"Do what, Tai?" returned Po with a smile.

"That! Where you're upset one moment and literally two seconds later you're all happy and stuff!" Tai Lung shouted, confused.

Po just smirked devilishly, sauntering over to his spotted lover, letting one, furred paw drag across defined muscles in Tai Lung's chest, nipping softly at his neck.

"Why, Tai, I have no idea what you're talking about," he murmured Tai Lung's nape.

"You know, sometimes, panda, you can be a real bitch."

"And you wouldn't want me any other way."

Tai Lung pushed him back to the ground and whispered, "You're damn right I don't."

7) What I've Done by Linkin Park

What had he done? He didn't mean to get so upset! He didn't mean to hurt Po! He didn't mean to spill his blood into the river that ran along their campsite.

But he had.

Po had only come back to try to apologize for leaving! He had been gone for a week and Tai Lung had been slowly losing it. When he had returned, he had said he was sorry, but that Tai Lung had told him to leave.

And then, he had snapped.

In a fit of rage, he had hefted the panda into his arms and thrown him against a boulder, shouting, "You stupid whore! You know I wanted you to stay!" before leaping atop him, a sickening crack filling the air as Po convulsed, his spine broken, blood dribbling from his open mouth, down the rock and into the stream, being carried away by the running water.

8) Song for a Winter's Night by Sarah McLachlan

It was warm, considering the time of year. The small hut they shared in the midst of the forest was comfortably heated by a dying fire, the embers casting playful shadows on the walls. Several candles had long since burned down, now simply heaps of melted wax.

Their breaths mingled in the cooling air as the night continued, the two watching each other, smiling softly as they hugged tight to one another, breathing in the soft smell of their other half. The sun would be coming up soon, bringing with it the end of their beautiful night together, but for then, they were content.

9) Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls

Po's smile, Tai Lung decided, gazing at the sleeping panda, was the most perfect thing he had ever seen.

In the dim light of the dying fire, shadows engulfed the majority of Po's mouth, enlarging his lusciously large lips, accentuating the slight upturn of the corners of his mouth. He had smiled like that every night when he slept beside the leopard, and once, while he was awake.

It had been after Tai Lung explained, or, more or less, sobbed out how much Shifu's approval had always meant to him, and Po had hugged him close, whispering how beautiful and perfect and wonderful he was. And Po had understood who he was.

As far as Tai Lung was concerned, that was all that mattered.

10) Seven Days of Lonely by I Nine

He had told Po to leave.

He had told Po to leave.

He had told Po to leave.

And he'd left.

This echoed within the convict's mind, how Po had asked him to tell him about Chor Gom, hoping he could help soothe the pain, and Tai Lung had said he didn't want to talk about it. Po had tried several times, until Tai Lung finally exploded, screaming cruel things at him, hateful words, mean names he's never had said intentionally, then told him to leave.

And he'd left.