A/N: Hello! I am back! Yay! You do not know how happy I am to be posting this! Things are just getting seriously crazy over here and I am extremely happy that I am getting a chance to start a new story!
Now, you all may know that since things are busy, this story is going to be really slow with updating. But, right now I am so desperate to post something that I just had to start The Trouble With Creativity!
First off, thank you for clicking this! It makes me so happy that my summary interested you, and followers thank you for supporting me and choosing to keep reading my stories!
So, this story takes place between the KFP1 and KFP2. It is not going to be like a LoA episode. There might be some silly things involved, but it is definitely not LoA. Tigress may seem out of character, but that is because that this story is between the two films. This story is probably going to be on the short side. Maybe 12 or 15 chapters. The first two or three chapters may be boring just because things are getting started.
Anyway, thank you all for everything! Enjoy! And also, don't forget to leave a review for me!
Disclaimer: I don't own Kung Fu Panda…
The Trouble With Creativity
Chapter One: Problems
Prologue
As far as time goes, the warriors of China have protected kings and queens, innocent people, and their companions from evil's clutches.
Although saving people and kicking bad guy's butts are necessary in the martial art, there is much more to it. Kung Fu means "Excellence of Self".
Stop and think about that for a moment.
"Excellence of self" means what?
Tell me what you that it means. And don't just say "Being excellent of course!" To me at least, "Excellence of self means having life skills, honor, integrity, loyalty, respect, etc. It means being yourself no matter what happens and to do what is right.
Now you're thinking, "What has this got to do with a story title that says The Trouble With Creativity?"
I am trying to make a point that there is more to life than just doing things by the book.
People do that, they have to do exactly what the rules say or do. They cannot seem to express themselves and be creative.
How many of you have been given five minutes to do something completely from scratch? Whether it is baking, writing a story, composing music, or making a dance routine?
I have and it is really hard!
I seriously cannot seem to make things up!
Yeah yeah, now you're thinking "Why are you writing a story then?"
This is kind of different, the characters, settings, and personalities are already made up. All I have to do is expand on them.
Now back to the point. There are people who have a hard time being creative.
I am one of those people, and so is a Chinese tiger named Master Tigress…
This story is about a little challenge she had…
Creativity….
All is well in the little village of China known as the Valley of Peace. Burglaries are scarce, the people are happy, and a celebration is coming up and being prepared.
The Jade Palace is the most ultimate landmark a person could ever visit. The birthplace of the ancient fighting style called Kung Fu had been invented right there in the old palace. It is a most peaceful place. The trees sway to a gentle breeze, the flowers blossom, and the delicate shadows dance around flickers of light. It is certainly a sight to see.
SLAM!
Suddenly, the door to the hundred year-old Training Hall slammed shut and a very angry tiger stormed towards the student barracks.
Master Tigress, a Kung Fu Legend, was very, very, mad. No, scratch that, she was furious.
Angry thoughts clouded her mind as she continued to stomp her feet towards the other end of the training grounds. She couldn't believe it. Out of all things, why did Master Shifu have to give her that task?
She had tried everything in the past few weeks to accomplish it, but yet, today she was reminded of it… the dreaded assignment.
She couldn't do it, she just couldn't. There was no possible way she was going to achieve her challenge in a few simple days. It was hopeless. She was going to fail.
Her angry thoughts were soon interrupted by a black and white panda. Po, the Dragon Warrior was running, trying to catch up to the enraged tiger.
He called out hopelessly. "Hey, Tigress! Wait for me! I-" Po grunted as he tripped over a pebble.
Tigress scoffed to herself…as if the panda's words were going to make her stop walking.
She continued to stomp at her fast pace, she did not want to be bothered by the panda. She blinked twice as she realized that she was very surprised at her own thoughts.
Gradually, over time, she had become accustomed to the new warrior in the Jade Palace and she could tolerate his goofy behavior. But today, he was the last thing she needed. So she kept on trudging along. The tiger figured that he would get the point and go away.
But Po didn't give up and he finally caught up with her.
"Hey are you- wait…" he huffed heavily. He lifted up a finger. "Let me…catch…my…breath…"
Tigress reluctantly stopped stomping her feet, crossed her arms, and put on her "What do you want, I have no time for this." face.
If the panda had been so desperate to catch up to her, the tiger figured that what he had to tell her was important.
Po had his hands on his knees of his worn patched-up pants. He looked up to his friend to see that she was actually waiting for him. He studied the expression on her face. It looked to him like the "Make it quick, I am busy." face.
The panda took a last, long, deep breath and slowly stood up from his position.
"Are you okay?" he asked curiously.
Tigress furrowed her eyebrows. That was it? That was what the panda had raced so quickly to ask her? If she was alright?
Apparently, Po had not gotten the clue when she had stood up rashly in the Training Hall, yelled out of frustration, and stormed out of the room.
Of course she wasn't "Okay".
She frowned as if Po's question was new to her. "Why would I not be alright?" she lied.
Po coughed. "Well, you seem like you're really, really, really, really,-"
The feline clenched her pearly white, sharp teeth. The panda was getting really, really, really, annoying. "I am fine!" she snapped viciously.
Po jumped back by the tiger's aggressiveness. He held his hands up in defense. "Okay, okay… you're fine…"
She lifted her head sharply. "Good, now if you are done with your questions, I will be leaving now." Then Tigress spun on her heel and began to strut away.
Why on Earth had the Dragon Warrior run all that way to ask if she was alright? That panda had so many weird reasons for things. Tigress huffed angrily as her situation came back to the present.
"Wait!" Po exclaimed suddenly.
Tigress froze and turned back furiously, making a ring of dirt rise around her. "What do you want, Po?" she asked irritably.
"I…" Po stopped briefly and chose his words carefully. "I…um…was wondering…um…If you wanted some help with…well…you know…"
Tigress' nostrils flared and she curled her paws into fists. "I do not need any help!" she growled.
"But I thought that maybe I could-"
"Po, I have been doing Kung Fu for almost twenty years, I am a master, and I am a warrior. I can certainly figure out what to do. I do not need your or anyone's help." She claimed, her chest heaving up and down in irritation.
"Okay, okay…" Po stammered. The panda was a little hurt by the feline's choice of words. She was clearly very angry. "Well, if you want any tips, I'm happy to help you… Let me know if you change your mind…"
With that, the Dragon Warrior walked away hastily. He didn't want to get clobbered by an angry Master Tigress.
Tigress frowned and continued on her way back to the student barracks. Grrr… She thought. Me, needing help?! I can figure it out myself…
She finally reached her destination, ran to her room, and flopped herself onto her small, red cot.
Her mind was suddenly blank and she felt frozen. She had no idea what to do with her problem…
If she failed this task, she was sure that her reputation would crumble into pieces. She would no longer be respected as a Kung Fu Warrior. She stared into space and decided that if she didn't act soon, she would be doomed.
So she began to think, as fast as she could, for a possible solution…
Po shook his head. He couldn't believe Tigress. In the eight months that he had been living at the Jade Palace, he had never seen Tigress this angry. The only other time she had been this mean was when he had first arrived to the palace. What was wrong with her? Was she sick or something? Why had she stormed out of the Training Hall? Was it something that Master Shifu had said to her?
Come to think of it, Tigress had been acting strangely lately. She had been very quiet, well; she was quieter than she usually was. She had been keeping herself isolated in her room for more than a few days now. Po figured that she better find out how to fix her problem soon before the Ceremonial Festival of the Masters in a few days.
The panda turned back to get a last glance of the feline, but alas, she was nowhere in sight. She had probably returned to her quarters to beat herself up mentally with trash thoughts.
The Dragon Warrior returned his focus back to the Training Hall where Master Shifu and the legendary Furious "Four" were standing. They were watching to see if Tigress was going to come back to the training grounds.
Po hung his head slightly as he stumbled up the steps to the Training Hall and joined his comrades. Master Shifu held his paws together. He seemed worried about the incident that had just happened. Apparently, the red panda, snake, bird, monkey, and praying mantis had just witnessed Po trying to talk to the cross feline.
Crane lifted a wing as Po approached them. "What was her problem?"
Po shook his head. "I don't know, Crane. I was just trying to figure that out…"
A/N: How was that!? Pretty awesome, huh? What is Tigress so mad about? Take a guess…
Please tell me what you think excellence of self means... Best answer gets a shout out!
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