Percy the panda loved bamboo more than naps, and that was saying something. But one morning, when he waddled to his favorite patch—gasp!, every stalk was gone!
“Oh no!” Percy groaned. “This is a panda-sized disaster!”
He scratched his fuzzy head, grabbed his bamboo-shaped walking stick (which was actually just a stick), and set off on a quest to find more.
The Slippery Hill
Percy’s first challenge was climbing Bamboo Hill. The problem? His round belly made him roll back down like a giant fuzzy snowball.
“Up I go!—whoops. Up again!—whoa!” Percy shouted as he tumbled down for the third time.
Finally, he reached the top, dizzy but determined. “Note to self,” Percy panted, “pandas are better at rolling down hills than climbing up them.”
The Greedy Goats
At the next valley, Percy spotted a fresh bamboo grove. His eyes sparkled. “Lunch at last!”
But just as he reached out, a gang of goats appeared, munching happily.
“Hey! That’s my bamboo!” Percy protested.
“Finders eaters, keepers chewers!” bleated the goats with their mouths full.
Percy huffed. He wasn’t about to wrestle goats (he was too polite). Instead, he tiptoed behind them and found a hidden patch of bamboo they hadn’t noticed. Percy grinned, “Ha! Outsmarted by a panda!”
Bamboo Bliss
At last, Percy flopped into the shade with a bundle of fresh bamboo. He crunched happily, juice dripping down his chin.
“Adventure is fun,” Percy sighed between bites, “but nothing beats bamboo in my belly.”
The goats bleated nearby, birds chirped overhead, and Percy leaned back, full and content.
His problem was solved… until tomorrow, when he’d need more bamboo. But Percy didn’t mind. After all, every quest was another chance for silly adventures.
The End !
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