Amanda Spoke Panda

They only had another month before the pandas returned to China.

And still no baby.

Understandably, tensions were high the night Amanda entered the enclosure.

Everyone crowded the viewing platform, pressing their faces against the glass like giant children.

Nobody breathed as she dropped down on all fours and approached the pandas, a stalk of bamboo clenched in her mouth.

She plopped down between them. Chewed her bamboo. Then crawled out.

As soon as she stood up, they were on her.

“Never met a gay panda before,” she said. Then tossed her bamboo in the trash can and walked away.

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Title by: The Robotic Dan
Story by: Jenny

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