Land of Dragons: Panda-ing to the Consul
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After Mulan had retrieved the arrow, training had gone much, much more uphill. Notably, Haru saw that Roxas seemed a bit more upbeat. While he still was avoiding the other recruits, the best way he could put it was that Mulan… she almost seemed to have inspired Roxas somehow.
He was more efficient in taking down Heartless, and was actually speaking in more than one sentence. So, that evening, as he took down an Assault Rider on his own, Haru approached him. "So, something Ping did got your attention?"
"Uh… he made me feel a lot more confident?" Roxas asked awkwardly. "I feel like I should tell him myself."
"Given how he's kinda… bathing, I feel like we should wait," said Haru. The two of them went into the camp, and as they passed by Shang's tent, they saw Mushu listening into the captain and the reedy man.
"You think your troops are ready to fight?" remarked the man, and he guffawed. "They wouldn't last a minute against the Huns!"
"They completed their training," Shang retorted firmly.
"Those boys are no more fit to be soldiers than you are to be captain. Once the general reads my report, your troops will never see battle," said the advisor.
"Oh, no, you don't!" muttered Mushu. "I've worked too hard to get Mulan into this war! This guy's messing with my plans!" He peeked at Haru and Roxas, then shushed them both. "Quiet! I need to try and salvage this."
"We're not finished!" Shang snapped at the other man.
"Be careful, Captain," he warned, a hint of smug superiority in in his voice. "The general may be your father, but I am the Emperor's Consul. And, oh, by the way, I got that job on my own. You're dismissed."
Shang exited the tent, and he walked past Mulan, who balled up her fist in said in her Ping voice, "Hey, I'll hold him, and you punch!" He ignored her. "Or not." She stopped, then told him, "For what it's worth, I think you're a great captain!"
As Shang left the scene after taking one look back at her, Mushu scurried up to Mulan, mischevious grinning. "I saw that."
"Saw what?" she replied, eyes darting around.
"You like him, don't you?" he teased.
"No! I…"
Mushu chuckled. "Yeah, sure." His expression hardened. "GO TO YOUR TENT!" he ordered, and Mulan left with an amused smile. When Mulan was out of earshot, he looked at Roxas, Haru, and the cricket, rubbing his hands together. "It's time we take this war into our own hands."
They rushed into the tent as the reedy man strolled out, dressed in a towel and slippers as he held a brush and hummed.
Inside, the cricket typed out a message, and after a bit, Mushu picked it up and read it over. "Okay, lemme see what you got. From General Li…"
Mushu hummed in thought, frowning. "That's great, except that you forgot, 'and since we're out of potpourri, perhaps you wouldn't mind bringing up some!' HELLO! This is the army!" He balled up the order and threw it aside. "Make it sound a little urgent, please. You know what I'm talking about?"
The cricket saluted him, jumped back into the ink, and started typing again.
Mushu looked over the paper, and smiled. "That's better, much better! Let's go!" He picked it up and rolled it up into a scroll.
"Do you want us to deliver it?" asked Haru.
"Nah, Chi-Fu—" he nodded at the picture of the advisor happily shaking the hand of the stoic Emperor— "will know it's a forgery if you're the ones who give it to him. Gotta make this thing feel official, know what I mean?"
"Yeah, I do," said Roxas. "Should we just be on Heartless duty?"
Mushu shrugged. "Might as well." They all left the tent, following the dragon to where Mulan's horse was drinking some water. "Khannie, baby! We need a ride!"
The horse just spat the water it was drinking at Mushu, sending him falling into the grass.
"Uh… he'd recognize the horse if you used Mulan's, right?" asked Haru.
"Eh, yeah. Gimme a sec… but anything you wanna say to Cri-kee here?"
The replica stared down at the cricket. "Uh… I won't burn you?" He smiled awkwardly. "Sorry, I'm not used to this."
Roxas sighed. "Just let it go."
He scoffed. "And I do not squeal like a girl."
A panda suddenly took a bite out of his remaining slipper, making him screech in terror.
"Urgent news from the general!" came a deep voice. Once Chi-Fu had made his best attempt to regain his composure, he saw that atop the panda was a soldier, one he couldn't see the face of. The soldier held out a scroll, and as Chi-Fu looked at the unorthodox choice in mount he had chosen, he said, "What's the matter? Never seen a black and white before?"
He straightened back up, taking the scroll. Narrowing his eyes, Chi-Fu leaned in at the strange soldier. "Who are you?" he asked, trying to see the messenger's face.
"Excuse me?" replied the messenger. "I think the question should be, who are you?! We're in a war, man! There's no time for stupid questions! I should have your hat for that! Snatch it right off your head!" The panda started to move, the messenger glaring at Chi-Fu all the while.
"I'm feeling gracious today, so… carry on."
Chi-Fu opened the scroll, reading it over as his eyes widened. He looked around, then ran back to the captain's tent. "Captain! Urgent news from the general! We're needed at the front!"
Ling, Chien-Po, and Mulan were by a cart that was pulled by the latter's horse… and was filled with explosives.
View: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=7-qxLEUdSLA
Haru chose his words carefully. "They're called Heartless," he answered, Donald's gaze boring into him the whole time. "They gather around people with darkness in their hearts… like that Shan-Yu guy who's leading the invasion. But the Heartless mainly act on instinct, so they're just as likely to do their own thing."
"So where's their base?" asked Ling.
"And how do we beat 'em?" added Yao, pounding his fist into his palm.
Haru scratched the back of his neck as Donald's glare seemed to deepen. He definitely couldn't mention the realm of darkness, so he lied, "I don't know where they're from. You just have to fight them off where you can… though once the invasion's done, the Heartless number will probably drop."
"I'll believe anything after seein' them and that weird key thing you and your friend have in action…"
"All right, soldiers!" Shang called, heading to the front of the group on his horse. "Our goal's a village up in the Tung-Shao Pass—that's where we'll rendezvous with the rest of the army. Move out!"
He was more efficient in taking down Heartless, and was actually speaking in more than one sentence. So, that evening, as he took down an Assault Rider on his own, Haru approached him. "So, something Ping did got your attention?"
"Uh… he made me feel a lot more confident?" Roxas asked awkwardly. "I feel like I should tell him myself."
"Given how he's kinda… bathing, I feel like we should wait," said Haru. The two of them went into the camp, and as they passed by Shang's tent, they saw Mushu listening into the captain and the reedy man.
"You think your troops are ready to fight?" remarked the man, and he guffawed. "They wouldn't last a minute against the Huns!"
"They completed their training," Shang retorted firmly.
"Those boys are no more fit to be soldiers than you are to be captain. Once the general reads my report, your troops will never see battle," said the advisor.
"Oh, no, you don't!" muttered Mushu. "I've worked too hard to get Mulan into this war! This guy's messing with my plans!" He peeked at Haru and Roxas, then shushed them both. "Quiet! I need to try and salvage this."
"We're not finished!" Shang snapped at the other man.
"Be careful, Captain," he warned, a hint of smug superiority in in his voice. "The general may be your father, but I am the Emperor's Consul. And, oh, by the way, I got that job on my own. You're dismissed."
Shang exited the tent, and he walked past Mulan, who balled up her fist in said in her Ping voice, "Hey, I'll hold him, and you punch!" He ignored her. "Or not." She stopped, then told him, "For what it's worth, I think you're a great captain!"
As Shang left the scene after taking one look back at her, Mushu scurried up to Mulan, mischevious grinning. "I saw that."
"Saw what?" she replied, eyes darting around.
"You like him, don't you?" he teased.
"No! I…"
Mushu chuckled. "Yeah, sure." His expression hardened. "GO TO YOUR TENT!" he ordered, and Mulan left with an amused smile. When Mulan was out of earshot, he looked at Roxas, Haru, and the cricket, rubbing his hands together. "It's time we take this war into our own hands."
They rushed into the tent as the reedy man strolled out, dressed in a towel and slippers as he held a brush and hummed.
Inside, the cricket typed out a message, and after a bit, Mushu picked it up and read it over. "Okay, lemme see what you got. From General Li…"
Dear son, we're waiting for the Huns at the pass. It would mean a lot of you'd come and back us up.
Mushu hummed in thought, frowning. "That's great, except that you forgot, 'and since we're out of potpourri, perhaps you wouldn't mind bringing up some!' HELLO! This is the army!" He balled up the order and threw it aside. "Make it sound a little urgent, please. You know what I'm talking about?"
The cricket saluted him, jumped back into the ink, and started typing again.
Mushu looked over the paper, and smiled. "That's better, much better! Let's go!" He picked it up and rolled it up into a scroll.
"Do you want us to deliver it?" asked Haru.
"Nah, Chi-Fu—" he nodded at the picture of the advisor happily shaking the hand of the stoic Emperor— "will know it's a forgery if you're the ones who give it to him. Gotta make this thing feel official, know what I mean?"
"Yeah, I do," said Roxas. "Should we just be on Heartless duty?"
Mushu shrugged. "Might as well." They all left the tent, following the dragon to where Mulan's horse was drinking some water. "Khannie, baby! We need a ride!"
The horse just spat the water it was drinking at Mushu, sending him falling into the grass.
"Uh… he'd recognize the horse if you used Mulan's, right?" asked Haru.
"Eh, yeah. Gimme a sec… but anything you wanna say to Cri-kee here?"
The replica stared down at the cricket. "Uh… I won't burn you?" He smiled awkwardly. "Sorry, I'm not used to this."
Roxas sighed. "Just let it go."
———
Chi-Fu left the lake where the recruits were bathing in, scowling at their disrespectful behavior. "Insubordinate ruffians…" he muttered, shaking water out of one of his slippers and holding the towel close to himself. "You men owe me a new pair of slippers!"
He scoffed. "And I do not squeal like a girl."
A panda suddenly took a bite out of his remaining slipper, making him screech in terror.
"Urgent news from the general!" came a deep voice. Once Chi-Fu had made his best attempt to regain his composure, he saw that atop the panda was a soldier, one he couldn't see the face of. The soldier held out a scroll, and as Chi-Fu looked at the unorthodox choice in mount he had chosen, he said, "What's the matter? Never seen a black and white before?"
He straightened back up, taking the scroll. Narrowing his eyes, Chi-Fu leaned in at the strange soldier. "Who are you?" he asked, trying to see the messenger's face.
"Excuse me?" replied the messenger. "I think the question should be, who are you?! We're in a war, man! There's no time for stupid questions! I should have your hat for that! Snatch it right off your head!" The panda started to move, the messenger glaring at Chi-Fu all the while.
"I'm feeling gracious today, so… carry on."
Chi-Fu opened the scroll, reading it over as his eyes widened. He looked around, then ran back to the captain's tent. "Captain! Urgent news from the general! We're needed at the front!"
———
"All right, Redboy," Yao said as they all waited at the checkpoint the next morning. "We want context on those monsters, and you act like you've seen them before. What are they?"
Ling, Chien-Po, and Mulan were by a cart that was pulled by the latter's horse… and was filled with explosives.
View: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=7-qxLEUdSLA
Haru chose his words carefully. "They're called Heartless," he answered, Donald's gaze boring into him the whole time. "They gather around people with darkness in their hearts… like that Shan-Yu guy who's leading the invasion. But the Heartless mainly act on instinct, so they're just as likely to do their own thing."
"So where's their base?" asked Ling.
"And how do we beat 'em?" added Yao, pounding his fist into his palm.
Haru scratched the back of his neck as Donald's glare seemed to deepen. He definitely couldn't mention the realm of darkness, so he lied, "I don't know where they're from. You just have to fight them off where you can… though once the invasion's done, the Heartless number will probably drop."
"I'll believe anything after seein' them and that weird key thing you and your friend have in action…"
"All right, soldiers!" Shang called, heading to the front of the group on his horse. "Our goal's a village up in the Tung-Shao Pass—that's where we'll rendezvous with the rest of the army. Move out!"