Look at those shifty eyes... that shady ring of teethers... Who's he trying to fool with one purple ear and one orange? Does he think Jack is an idiot? And the flowers. Pahleeze. Don't even gt Jack started on the flowers. This guy. He's obviously a bad seed, anyone can tell that - especially Jack. Still... something in him... draws Jack to him. Perhaps they share a core fascination with spit bubbles, I don't know. But this Panda and Jack are inexplicably drawn to each other. Does Jack love him or hate him? Does Jack loathe everything Senor Panda stands for, or does he simply desire the bond of brotherhood with him?
When Jack had no control over his arms, he stared at the Panda. When he could flail them, he flailed them at Senor Panda. Now he can grab and oh... Panda knows it. The question that haunts Jack, is does Panda fear it or anticipate it?
Perhaps we will never know. Perhaps they will be locked in loving combat until the end of time.
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