Shaolin Popey 2 Dublado: -extra Quality-

Tião panicked. He tried to run, but tripped over his own sandals. The can flew into the air. As it spun, the label glowed. Tião caught it—and his eyes went squinty. His forearms swelled. His jaw shifted sideways.

“Master,” Tião said, his normal voice returning, “did I just…?” -Extra Quality- Shaolin Popey 2 Dublado

“Well, blow me down!”

Master Chow smiled. “No, Tião. Popey did. You were just the dublado . Now go deliver these egg rolls. The Extra Quality is not a power you keep. It is a power you borrow.” Tião panicked

WHAM! A fist to Bluto’s chest plate shattered his reactor core. THWACK! A spinning crane kick bent his metal legs into pretzels. POW! The final blow—a headbutt that carried the echo of a thousand dubbing studios. As it spun, the label glowed

“Master, I can’t even open a jar of pickles,” Tião whined in perfect Brazilian Portuguese, because in this universe, all Shaolin monks learned kung fu through dubbed VHS tapes. “And why is everyone speaking Portuguese?”

“What happened to my face?” Tião cried, but the voice that came out was gruff, raw, and unmistakable.