Panda-monium

Panda-monium

The field stretched for miles as a sea of black and white, shifting in every direction at once. The black and white was quite loud and quite obnoxious, not roaring like a normal ocean, but like hundreds of thousands of bears.

In fact, it was a million or so Panda Bears.

They shouted to each other. Roaring and growling in confusion. They were lost… or found? They didn’t know, weren’t sure, didn’t understand, couldn’t comprehend, not quite positive of anything!

They spun in circles, rolled on their backs, stood on their hind legs, did somersaults and cartwheels, not sure if they should go somewhere.

They’re eyes crossed, went walleyed, spun about, not knowing where to look.

They sniffed the air, the grass, themselves, other Pandas, trying to see if there was anything they were supposed to find.

There were so many questions abound, so many things asked in their peculiar language. But not a single answer was given.

What had happened?

What was wrong?

What are they supposed to do, say, hear, think?

Well I don’t know! There is a reason they call it pandemonium you know!