Disclaimers: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender

I do not own the original story plot, but I did not steal it. The Poisoned Doughnut of DOOM gave me full permission to write my own version of her series, Doughnut's Done It Again. Here is the link to the original version if you haven't read it already: flames are tolerated, but compliments and critiques are welcome. Sit back and enjoy!

Abbey went maybe a little too far with herself. She is obsessed with Avatar, and her favorite story in all of is the Poisoned Doughnut Of DOOM's series, Doughnut's Done It Again. So, a few weeks ago, she contacted the author of that series and asked for something. Abbey asked for permission to take the Avatar characters off of Doughnut's hands and to lock them in her school's auditorium to make them sing and dance for her enjoyment. Doughnut agreed, finished her series, and handed over the characters to her fellow fan girl. Doughnut delivered them by plane to Arizona, where Abbey lives, with the help of her fellow Pastries.

"They're all yours now," said Doughnut. She shook Abbey's hand, and waved goodbye to all of her former prisoners. "I'll miss you guys!"

Doughnut walked up to Jin. "I'm sorry I enjoyed myself by tazing you. I apologize. Hug?" She said and held up her arms. Jin smiled and embraced Doughnut. Little did Jin know that Doughnut had on last trick up her sleeve. She tazed Jin in her back and she fell to the floor, twitching. Doughnut laughed and she, Muffin, and Cupcake said their final farewells. Then they turned and got on a plane to fly back to California.

Abbey, with the help of her other obsessed friend Victoria, herded the Avatar characters into the school's auditorium. As the characters took their seats, with much reluctance might she add, Abbey and Victoria hopped unto the stage and stood center.

"Hello! I'm Abbey," she introduced, "And this is my good friend Victoria. We're going to make you sing and dance to music from famous musicals and Broadway productions! Doesn't that sound like fun?" Abbey waited for applause and cheering, but got quite the opposite. She heard moans, cries, screams, and Abbey thought she heard Sokka scream, "Not again!"

"Well, then," she said, "This is gonna be different."

"How so?" Aang spoke up. Some other characters asked the same thing.

"Yeah, Abbey. How?" Victoria whispered. Abbey shrugged her shoulders.

"I have no idea. I'm making this up as I go along."

"Great plan, chief." Victoria shook her head disapprovingly, and sat down in the front and center seat with the audience.

"Thanks, Vicky." Abbey silently cursed her friend. "Anyway, I will try to get at least twenty songs sung, but I'll see how many people like this as we go along."

"What people?" Katara asked. She sat next to Zuko while he wrapped his arm around her. Ugh, gag me, Abbey thought.

"You guys don't know? All this time you have been filmed! Look at the camera and wave at my cameraperson, Mattysen."

All of the prisoners turned to a girl in the far corner of the room. Indeed, there was a camera. Out from behind it popped out a short girl. Mattysen smiled, waved, and went back to behind the camera.

"Alrighty then!" Abbey said cheerfully. "Next chapter we will sing!" She turned to two specific people in the audience. "Sokka and Mai, go with Victoria and warm up your singing voices. You two are up first!" As Mai and Sokka walked to the piano where Victoria was sitting down, Abbey got off the stage and locked the doors.

"We will now begin," she said with maniacal laughter.