headcannons Tai lung: About Leaving the Nest: Tai Lung's Farewell
If Tai Lung were your father and you decided to leave the city at 12 years old to seek adventure and find your mother, it would be an emotional and tense situation. Here’s how it might play
Tai Lung would be immediately concerned upon hearing about your decision to leave. Despite his strong and authoritative nature, he has a protective instinct when it comes to you. The idea of his 12-year-old child venturing into the world alone would fill him with fear and anxiety, even if he doesn't show it directly.
He would likely try to convince you to stay, arguing about the dangers of the world and how you are still too young to face such challenges. Tai Lung would use his experience as a warrior to paint a vivid picture of the perils you might encounter, trying to discourage you from leaving.
When he realizes that your determination is unshakable, Tai Lung might become more commanding and strict, insisting that it’s too dangerous for someone your age. He could try to assert his authority by saying you don’t have permission to go. However, he would also recognize that you’ve inherited his stubbornness and indomitable spirit, making it difficult for him to simply "no"
After realizing he cannot control your decision, Tai Lung would likely retreat to reflect. He’s someone who understands the importance of following one’s own path, given that he himself was driven by intense desires in the past. He would deeply understand your need to explore the world and find answers about your mother.
Eventually, Tai Lung would resign himself to your decision, though with great reluctance. He knows he can’t keep you confined forever and that this journey is something you need to undertake on your own. He would then shift his approach, offering advice and equipping you with whatever you need to stay safe. He might even teach you some combat techniques to protect yourself along the way.
At the moment of farewell, Tai Lung would try hard to maintain his composure, but it would be difficult to hide the emotion in his eyes. He would give you a strong hug and say something like, “If you really need to do this, then go. But remember, I’ll always be here, waiting for you. No matter what happens, you’ll always be my child.”
He would probably give you a gift before you leave, something that symbolizes your bond, like a talisman, a bracelet, or a piece of clothing he himself wore on his own adventures. This gift would serve as a reminder of his strength and love, as well as offering a sense of security during your journey. Though Tai Lung allows you to go your own way, he would remain worried and might follow from a distance, ensuring your safety. He might even send messages or leave clues that he’s nearby, without directly interfering in your adventure.
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Scott was driving along when suddenly he got a call and on his radio the name 'PEANUT' blared at him in bold capital letters. Quickly he answered, his voice ringing with worry. "Cassie? Are you okay? What happened?"
"Dad....I need your help..." Cassie's voice was quiet and he could hear suppressed sobs on the other end of the phone. In an instant, he turned the whole car around, other vehicles blowing their horns at him, but Scott simply waved and began speeding the other way towards Cassie's school. She had just gotten into college and for her to call her dad for help meant it must be a big deal.
He drove as fast as he could before noticing there were lights in his rearview mirror and he groaned as he was pulled over by the police.
Stopping the car, he slammed his hands on the wheel and waited for wha felt like an eternity for the officer to get out of his car and make his way to Scott's window. "Do you realize how fast you were driving, sir?" The officer asked.
"Yeah, but there's an emergency and my daughter called, in tears I might add, so I'm on my way to get to her and I know I was going a little over the speed limit, but c'mon, it's my daughter." When the officer's face stayed the same, Scott sighed. "Do you have children, officer?"
"Yes I do, but I still don't speed and drive recklessly. Licence and registration."
Knowing he was getting nowhere, he pulled his backup card. "You know I'm an Avenger, right? Ant-man? Recognize me?" He circled his face with his hands.
"I know who you are, but Avenger or not, you need to follow the laws. What kind of example are you setting for the kids out there if they were to see you speeding? Now, license and registration. I won't ask again, Mr. Lang."
Scott sighed and reached into the glove compartment, pulling out the document he needed, and then produced his license with a swish of his hand, hoping to make the man smile at least once. "No? Nothing....all right, not everyone likes up close magic, I guess." He handed them over and watched the officer move on back to his car and get in.
After a few seconds, Scott began tapping his hands on the wheel. This was taking too long. His daughter was crying her eyes out at this very moment, over who knew what, and this officer was taking his time with his computer! Well, that was enough. He had to get to Cassie now!
Jumping out of the car, he began walking a safe distance away before he heard the cop yelling. "Return to your vehicle, Mr. Lang! Don't make me repeat myself!"
"Sorry, can't do that!" Scott yelled back, turning to face the officer. "Emergency!" With that, he reached into his pocket and pulled on the gloves, his helmet appearing from under his hoodie and clicked the button.
The world got smaller and smaller the more he grew, and he watched the police man and his vehicle become toys as he reached his full height. It took a minute for the vertigo to stop before he took his first steps, being careful of the cars under his feet. "Sorry, excuse me," he said to no one and yet everyone as he passed.
Once he was off the highway, he turned to where he knew Cassie's school was and walked as quickly as he could, waving to a few kids who jumped up and down at the sight of him, chuckling at their enthusiasm.
Cassie sniffled as she sat in the bathroom stall hugging herself. How could she be so stupid? SHe grabbed a peice of toilet paper and blew her nose and wiped her eyes. She was about to throw it into the trash when the ground started rumbling and immediately she knew it was her dad. Getting up, she ran out of the building, ignoring the students who were simply staring up in awe and shock at her father's large form.
He towered over the trees on the campus and made the ground quake with each step. His legs finally came to a halt out in the parking lot where car alarms were going off like crazy, but Cassie didn't notice any of that.
Instead she was focused on the large head that kept looking around before the face plate came down and her father's face was on full view. "Cassie?" He called, his voice echoind through the air like a living megaphone.
"Dad!" The girl called, coming to a stop just before his feet, panting with tears streaming down her face. Slowly the living building collapsed as Scott knelt down and made a soft noise in the back of his throat.
"Oh peanut. What's wrong? I came as quuick as I could." Slowly he brought a hand out and wrapped it around the girl and immediately she flung herslef into the fingers that were bigger than her by at least a foot.
"Thanks for coming, dad," Cassie sniffled as she nuzzled into one of the fingers, not caring about her hair. "I'm so stupid," she cried, her sobs coming out like hiccups. Suddenly the hand tightened and Cassie found herself being lifted to her dad's stern face.
"Never say that about yourself," Scott said not unkindly. "You're the smartest, bravest girl I know, peanut." He smiled and brought his other hand up to gently wipe the tears from her cheeks the best he could. "Now, tell me what this was all about."
"My geometry teacher...he....he said he would fail me if I didn't....do things for him,..." She blushed as she remembered the words that came from the man's mouth and looked down. "I can't afford to fail this class, but I can't do those things, dad..."
Anger filled Scott as he stared at his daughter's red face, seeing tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. "He WHAT?!" Yelled Scott, not even thinking about his size and winced when Cassie held her ears. "Sorry...but I'm glad you told me, sweetheart. You stay here, daddy will be right back."
"Dad what are you gonna do!?" The man was already lowering her to the ground, anger written all over his face as he stood. "DAD!" Cassied called, scared for the safety of the man who had verbally assaulted her. She tried to run after him, but her dad was too fast in his current size and she had to stop and catch her breath.
Scott made his way to the school, his brow furrowed with anger as he took every step it seemed to rise. How dare that man confront his sweet little girl with those disgusting words! He would have a little chat with the man.
Making his way to where he knew the math department building was, he stopped and looked down at the terrified faces of both teacher and students alike. "Excuse me, where can I find Mr. Phillip's geometry classroom?"
One teacher pointed to the side of the building and Scott nodded. "Thank you." He took a step and lowered himself to kneel and look into the windows. Screams of fright could be heard from each classroom he peeked into, but it soon became an awed hush as they recognized his face.
Finally he spotted the classroom and raised his head to the top floor, where he found the culprit talking to a female student. The girl looked terrified but had yet to see Scott's face. In fact, both people in the room seemed to not even notice him until he took a finger and tapped on the glass, making the both jump and turn around. "You," Scott called, angrily looking at the man. "I wanna have a word with you." The teacher's face paled and he turned to run from the room.
Not caring about the damage, he broke the windows, Scott smashed his hand through the glass and quickly reached in, careful not to hit the woman in the room, and grabbed the teacher just as he was about to leave the room.
"Where do you think you're going?" He asked the man, dragging him out into the light of day by the collar of his shirt. The man was dangling at least fifty feet from the ground as Scott glared at him, his legs kicking and tears streaming down his face.
"Put me down, please!"
"Not until we've had a good chat. I heard you said some pretty nasty things to my daughter, Mr. Phillips. And I think you were saying those things to the girl in there as well." Scott turned his attention to the girl who was staring at them both.
"Am I right, miss?" The girl nodded fast. "See? You're a piece of filth that I can't stand being around my daughter."
Speaking of Cassie, she came around the side of the building, panting. "DAD! What are you doing?!"
"I'm simply making sure that this creep doesn't get away with what he's been doing. In fact, why don't you alert the media what this scumbag has been doing?"
"I don't need to.." Cassie pointed to where a news van was parked, the camera pointed right at him and the teacher.
"Perfect." Scott got up and took a step towards the van, the newscaster shaking as he stooped. "Good afternoon. I have something for you." Scott lowered his hand and put the teacher in front of the camera. "Now, tell the world what you did." The man was silent for a moment, and Scott pushed him forward with a finger, almost making him fall.
"I...I told my female students that if they didn't do....certain favors for me...that I would fail them and make sure that they were kicked out of the school." Mr. Phillips hung his head, knowing that his career was over the moment he was put in front of the camera.
"That's a good molester," Scott said high above their heads. "And the window I'll take care of, by the way," he told the press, the camera then zooming in on the destroyed classroom. "Sorry about that." He then lifted the man into the air again paying no attention to his screams. "Now, I would like a written apology to each and every girl you threatened from your jail cell because that's where you're going."
Mr. Phillips felt something warm running down his pantleg and was too ashamed to bring it up to the giant man as he hung by his collar until he was put into a fist.
"Cassie, let's go get some ice cream," Scott told his daughter, stooping to let his daughter climb up on his palm. He then stood and started walking back to his car.
Officer Phelps was trying to radio in what had happened when suddenly the road started shaking again and he looked up to see Scott Lang coming his way, this time with a girl seated in the palm of his hand, talking and smiling at him like this was completely normal.
"Sorry about running off like that, officer," Scott said. He stopped and knelt down, letting his daughter off his hand and bringing his fist over to the police car. "This is a little present to make up for it." He opened his hand and let the teacher fall out into the road, the man tumbling a little bit. "A little jailbird in the making. Ask him and he'll sing you a little tune of every wrong he's ever done. Isn't that right, Mr. Phillips?"
The man nodded, not even covering his soaked pants. "I did, officer, I did it to all those girls, I swear. Just please don't let him pick me up again!"
Scott then nodded at the officer and hit the button on his right hand, his size starting to decrease until he stood a little taller than his daughter. "C'mon, ice cream is on me. We'll go to where I used to work, they love me there." He wrapped his hand around Cassie's shoulder. "Oh, and you can send my stuff to the FBI, officer. There's an agent there who'll know what to do with it."
With that, he and Cassie got into the car and drove off like nothing had happened.
Are humans allowed to witness the hatching of the babies? Doubt Big G will allow it lol
oh no
yeah no Godzilla aint letting any humans near mothra and his babies
he knows how noisy and nosey humans are.
ever since the news of godzilla and mothra having eggs spread throughout the world
some humans tried to visit the nest some tried so far as to touch it , take weird ass selfies with it and even tried to steal one for some titans black market ,but godzilla just end up scaring away.
There were some that are lucky and get to see mothras beauty ,the eggs and made it out safety
just as long as you kept quiet and let the king and queen enjoy some time with theyre eggs!
The group of friends all looked at their potato confused. Chafe quickly handed his to Tex, which he accepted without reluctance knowing how his deputy hated veggies. “Oh! We could turn these into a nice potato salad and have a cook out to ring in summer,” the detective squirrel said happily. “That sounds like a wonderful idea detective,” Fredrick said with a smile. “I’ll work on the potato salad. Fredrick, you and your family can get burgers, hot dogs and whatever else we might need for the cook out. Percy, Chafe and Tex, you guys will follow me back to my apartment to help me get some games out here that we can all play. I also have a new potion that will make a huge pool out of an inflatable one, and Vanilla can fill it using a rain cloud,” Andy said happily. Everyone paid attention to the squirrel’s plan and set out on each of their assignments. “Boy she’s about as organized as Twilight is,” Vanilla said with a smile.
Name: Fredrick Webster
Age: 47 years old
Day of birth: June 15, 1972
Height: 5’ 5" Weight: 150 lbs
Hair Color: Light Brown
Personality: Easy going, serious [when need be], protective, loving, caring, generous and honest
Favorite Foods: Chili Dogs, beef jerky, pot pies, cherry pies with whipped cream, oatmeal and raisin cookies
Least favorite foods: Green Beans, Banana Nut muffins, anything Pumpkin flavored, Mayonnaise and granny smith apples
Favorite Drinks: Hot Chocolate with marshmallows, Sports drinks, Energy Drinks and Pep soft drink
Least favorite drinks: Tea, Coffee and fruit smoothies
Hobbies: Collecting Baseballs, Swimming, Soccer and build your own plane models
Dislikes: Being pushed around, someone pushing around his wife and daughter, people threatening his wife and daughter and romcom movies
History: Fredrick was adopted at the age of six when his birth parents gave him away for reasons that he or the orphange still don’t know to this day. Fredrick has no idea who his birth parents are, or where they are. He found out when he was ten years old that he was allergic to bee stings while playing soccer with his adopted father. Both his parents ran a dairy farm, but he dreamt of living in the big city. He earned money from his folks by working as an extra hand on the farm, and was home schooled. When he was eighteen he moved to Duckburg and worked as a coffee barista to start earning real money to open his own auto mechanic business. This was when he met Christina, and developed a crush on her. After a few weeks of building his confidence, he asked her out and they began dating and they married when he was 23. When he found out his wife was pregnant, he made a promise to be the best father he could be and would never abandon his family, like his parents did with him. Now he has achieved his dream of running his own successful business, has a loving wife and a beautiful daughter. He still visits his family’s dairy farm during the holidays and on family vacations, and teaches his daughter the ins and outs of a dairy farm.
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