This is just a little fun story I made. Usually, I don't even like stories were the Gaang are actually actors in the show, but it had to happen to fit in this. So I hope you like it:

Aang sat in his house, flipping through the channels. He stopped on his favorite show, 'Avatar: The Last Airbender'. He and his friends all starred in the show and got paid handsomely. The newest season to come out was Book 2. He still found it hard to believe that his character was only 15 in the show and he was now 17, but he guessed it was whatever the people wanted. It was one of his favorite episodes too, 'The Cave of Two Lovers'. They had to do many takes of 'kiss' in the episode because they weren't sure if they should actually be shown kissing. But they finally decided on not showing it, much to Katara and his approval because if they did show it, it wouldn't have been alright for TV. He and Katara got together in the middle of the first season and couldn't be happier. They even gave themselves to each other. His mind drifted back to the show and he smiled as he and Katara stood in the cave. "We're going to run out of light at any second now, aren't we?" He quoted himself.

"I think so," Katara's character replied sadly.

"What are we going to do?"

"What can we do?" She stepped closer to him and took his hand. He could still remember how it felt to actually be with her. They leaned in closer to each other and the light went out.

"Spoiler, we actually did kiss," Aang said to no one in particular as the crystals in the cave lit up. "I guess the legend was wrong, it was crystals, not true love." His phone vibrated, taking him out of him mocking the show. Katara's brother was calling. "Hey Sokka, what's up? I thought you weren't going to call me until later."

"You need to come over," Aang was taken back a bit at his serious tone.

He got up, "What's wrong Sokka?"

"It's Katara…" That was all it took. Aang shut the phone and turned off his TV. He grabbed his wallet, keys and pocketed his cell phone before running down the stairs.

"I'll be back later Dad," Aang called as he ran out of the house, not waiting for an answer. His white 2000 Mazda Protégé waiting for him on the street and he got in and peeled down the street. Even though he made good money from the show, he still had a very old car, saving his money for College or something if his acting career didn't take him anywhere. Katara and Sokka lived on the other side of town and he quickly made his way there, not paying attention to anyone else. Finally he stopped at the house and got out. He ran up the pathway and knocked on the door. Aang nervously waiting for what felt like an hour until Sokka opened the door. He could hear Katara's mother knocking on the upstairs door, trying to talk to her daughter. "What's wrong?" He questioned, hoping the worst hadn't happened.

Sokka sighed, "She found out…"

"About…"

"You know…the stories…the pictures…" Aang's eyes widened, he was hoping this day would never come, but today…it did.

"How did she find out?"

Sokka let him in and closed the door behind him, "That would be my fault." He looked to see Sokka's girlfriend sitting in the living room. Yue had on a blue floral dress with her white hair that was down to her shoulders. Ever since she was on the show, she was a big fan favorite and decided to keep her hair white from now on instead of brown. "I thought it would be fun to search our names."

Aang groaned, "Yue…come on."

"I'm sorry, some of it is actually really great," Yue said.

"You barely have anything about you…" Aang told her, "But Katara should have never known about this."

Sokka put his hand on his shoulder, "She doesn't want to see any of us…but I think she would let you in." Aang nodded and climbed the stairs. Katara's mother, Kya, who also got a spot on the show, was sitting by her daughter's door. They didn't say anything to each other, but she understood and backed off.

Aang knocked lightly on the door, "I said go away!" He could tell Katara had been crying.

"Katara, it's me, please let me in." Aang said softly. It was quiet for a moment, but he heard the lock click. He turned the handle and entered the room. The room was a mess, her clothes were thrown everywhere, same with her bed sheets, papers, and even there award for the show. The only things that were still intact was the pictures she had of them and pictures of her and other individuals on the show, her computer and of course her aquarium. No matter how she got, she would never harm her fish. She sat on the ground, curled up in a ball, her tear stained cheeks continued to be wetted by more warm tears. Aang shut the door behind him and sat down by his girlfriend. "So you found out?"

"How could none of you tell me about this…" She wiped her face on her sleeve. "This has totally ruined my life…"

"Katara, it hasn't ruined your life, we're still not even old enough to drink. We still have our whole lives ahead of us, more things to do, and possibly more people to love," Aang calmed her.

She looked at him, "Are you saying what I think you're saying?" More sadness filling her eyes.

He quickly understood what he said, "Oh no! No, no, no! I'm sorry, I don't mean that you and I will split up…well, unless you want to."

"I want to be with you for the rest of my life Aang," Katara said.

Aang put his arm around her, "I want to spend the rest of my life with you too Katara. But you need to forget about this."

"Forget about it?" She got up and went to the computer, "Have you seen this?" Aang sighed and walked over to the computer. "Look at this site, '', in our section, there are over 11,000 STORIES ABOUT ME! A majority of them is me being paired with Zuko. ZUKO! Do you know how wrong that is? He's my best friend. Then there are stories about me and MY BROTHER! That's incest! Incest is ILLEGAL! I'm used as everyone in the show's sex slave! If I had a dollar for every story where I've been fucked in the ass by everyone, I would be rich! Don't even get me started on the '' site. Then, once Yue shows me this, she had yet to tell me about all the PICTURES!" Katara went to another window on the screen and pulled up a photo. "Look at this, it's a comic…about me and my brother having sex! Then we find you…and have a three-way! What is wrong with this world?"

He put his hands on her shoulders, "Katara, please calm down. It will be fine."

"Fine? No, it's not fine, do you know why? Look," She went back to the first window full of Fan Fiction stories. "Listen to this one, it's a pairing between me and Zuko: Katara has to deal with her feelings with Zuko and her non-feelings for Aang, as well as make some pretty big decisions. What the hell is this? I don't understand why people would like Zuko and I together more than us."

"Have you looked at our pairing?" Aang asked, he took the mouse and set it to Katara and Aang pairing. "We have over 3000 stories about us Katara. We have what is called Canon Pairing. And look at this." He went to the pictures and went through a couple pictures. "Here," Katara's face broke out in a blush, it was a drawn picture of him and Katara having sex. "There are plenty of picture of that too."

"I wish they actually made my boobs the right size though," Katara sighed.

"Just think about it this way Katara, you may be written as a character that has sex with everyone…but at least when they write gay Fan Fictions about you…you're not everyone's bitch," Aang told her, making her smile. "I've literally have found like 10 stories of Sokka or Zuko or Zhao using and abusing me…"

She turned to him and softly stroked his cheek, "You poor thing."

Aang caught the sarcasm in her voice, "Do you feel any better now?"

"A little…now that I know you've been anally violated in stories," She chuckled.

He gave her a kiss, "As long as you're happy. Now, what do you want to do?"

Katara grinned, "How about we look through some of our stories and see if we can do some…role-playing." Aang felt his heartbeat pick up and she moved over in the seat. Katara patted the spot next to her and Aang tentatively sat down next to her. "Okay, first story, 'Corruption' by SubjectDeltaBubz."

-SubDelBub