Ziggy's Corner: Hi there, you all! This makes my ninth Avatar story! I really should be working on my avatar fic, Flames of Hatred, but this is a new computer, and I have to find and go over my notes to find the names of some of the characters, so until I do, this one will be worked on. We all know that the Fire Nation, like any totalitarian regime, uses propaganda at even the youngest years to build up support, we saw that in the episode with the Dissenter. So what happens when the Fire Nation comes out with dolls ala Elmo or Curious George, to bring loyalty? Hmmm… well let's just see. By the way, I'm going with name Zuko uses for Zula in the season premier, which was totally awesome, Azula. If before I submit this, it turns out that's a nickname, I'll change it back. Just so you know.
TICKLE ME FLAME DOLLS
A thin, snake oil dressed man walks up the stage in front of the audience of children and smiles at them politely. "Hello there children," he said. "I was asked by his majesty, Fire Lord Ozai to come here today, and show you a new toy my company has come out with." He picks up the box, and sits it down next to him. "Now some of you are wondering what I might have brought. Well, how would you like to have the Fire Lord's family come live with you in your very own home?"
Hundreds of thousands of children, and young teenagers, and a few freaky older men and women nod their heads, excited and confused. He takes out the dolls and shows them to the crowd. "These dolls were approved by the royal family, and high ranking military heroes. Each one come with six different phrases, that plays if you push them in the stomach, or the underarms, or the feet." He hands out the dolls to the crowd, "Now keep in mind that these are just the prototypes. Please feel free to play with them and let us know what you think, and remember to have a Happy Fire Appreciation Day!"
THE TICKLE ME FLAME, Prince Zuko Doll.
There were three different variations of this doll, one of him before the duel, the second one as an Avatar hunter, and the third as the "traitor" who had cut his hair. The girls and the young women were the ones to mainly take these figures.
As soon as his stomach was pushed, he laughed, "Hey, that tickles!" The doll shook a little as he laughed, and then he said, "You are my best friend. Support the Fire Nation, and turn in any traitors!"
Again the doll was tickled, he shook and laugh, "Whoa, that tickles! You are so silly! Remember to turn in the Avatar if you see him!"
A young girl poked him under his arm, and he started shaking like crazy, roaring with laughter, "You are so silly. Don't forget to have your parents pay their taxes!"
"Mommy, do we pay taxes?" the little girl asked, wide eyed. Her mother smiled sweetly at the girl and shook her head.
"No darling, we're rich! That's what we have the poor for!"
"We don't have to pay taxes when we're rich, silly," she giggled, and tickled his stomach.
The doll shook even harder and he chuckled, "If you're rich, remember to pray for the Fire Lord!"
Another girl poked at her Zuko doll's feet, the doll launched into such a laughing fit, that its eyes turned white, it flopped on the floor, and it even peed as he laughed.
"Daddy, daddy, my Zuko doll is sick!" they looked at it, and her father assured her that it was not sick. "Oh."
"Oh no!" the Zuko doll cried, "You've found my secret spot! Support the troops, and everyone in my family!"
"Okay!" the girl giggled, and tickled him again, being assured this time that she was indeed her best friend. "But my uncle says the army is useless and we don't need to support them." She tickled him again, and the doll laughed.
"Oh boy that tickles!" the doll said laughing, "Remember, if someone in your family says bad things about the military, kick them in the nuts!"
The girl blinked, scratched her head, and then nodded. She approached her uncle, tapped him on his shoulder and planted her foot right into his gonads. The middle aged man dropped to the ground, and the soldiers carried him off for treason.
"Why are dolls asking us to attack our own family members?" someone in the crowd asked,
"Are you questioning the will of the dolls?" the spokesman shot back.
"Er, they're only dolls," the other person said.
"They're dolls made in the image of our heroes and beloved royal family! No go! Plead for the mercy of the dolls!"
"Dude, are you on caffeine or something?" the man asked. A moment later, he was being mugged by a Zuko doll.
"Remember, if someone in your family says bad things about the military, kick them in the nuts!" the doll said.
"Dude, that's not my nuts you kicked," the man groaned. He was later taken away for slave labor, to make new Tickle Me Flame dolls.
The spokesman looked around, blinking nervously, "These are just prototypes, you realize! The real ones will be sold in a month or so." The dolls were collected and passed around yet again, and were tried and used until people were ready to accept the existence of such a toy. "That's being said, let's go on and bring in the next doll and we'll discus that one." He turned to his hairy aide and nodded. "Please bring out the next dolls now."
His aide eyed him for a moment and then howled something under his breath, before keeping his job and doing what he had been told.
Okay, this is chapter one. I know it's a little weird, but I hope I'm doing good. I had to do some sleeping on this to make it okay. Review, and let me know how I did! Next up is crazy little sister, Azula!