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From the shadows emerged the ghost of a Sun Yee ancestor who hadn't quite let go of the limelight. The spirit began draining the energy from the crowd to fuel its own ghostly performance. "Crisis management!" Mei yelled.

As the sun began to rise over the city, the spirit faded with a peaceful sigh. The 4*Town boys—now men with slightly more sensible haircuts—bowed to the two giant pandas. Turning RedHD

The sky over Toronto was a bruised purple as Mei Lee, now eighteen and a seasoned veteran of the "Panda Poof," stood on the steps of the SkyDome. Her red panda ears flicked at the sound of a distant bassline. It was the night of 4*Town’s ten-year reunion tour, and for the first time, she wasn’t just a fan—she was the security. From the shadows emerged the ghost of a

Ming joined her, providing a deep, operatic backing vocal that harmonized with the 4*Town melody. The crowd, realizing this was part of the show, began to clap in unison. The collective joy and rhythm acted like a vacuum, pulling the restless spirit’s chaotic energy into a warm, glowing light. As the sun began to rise over the

"I know, Mom! Professionalism!" Mei shouted back, though her tail was wagging so hard it nearly knocked over a velvet rope.

"You saved the show, Red," Jesse whispered, handing Mei a signed drumstick.