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I enlisted the help of my wonderful friend, "Banena" to write this portion.

Freaky Thursday

"SOKKA!!", Katara yelled, seething with rage as she tugged her diary from her brother's grasps, "HOW DARE YOU READ MY PRIVATE THOUGHTS?? Um... how much of it did you read??"

Sokka stared, snickering, down at his ink stained fingertips and smirked. "Not telling!" He sneered singsongily.

"SOOOKKKAAA!! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY DIARY!!" Katara, noticing the ink stains on Sokka's hands had opened her diary only to find a poorly drawn picture of Haru (with his newly grown mustache) with little hearts surrounding him. "WHEN I'M THROUGH WITH YOU YOU'LL WISH YOU YOU COULD GROW HAIR AND HAVE A HORRID MUSTACHE THAT'S NOT HALF AS SHAMPOOED AS HARU'S!!" She screamed.

"Eeeeeeeeennnnnnnnnnnooooooouuuuuuuuggggggghhhhh!" an lilting tone serenely echoed around the small clearing that played host to the Gaang's camp. High up in her crystal palace, the moon (known as Yue) had been enjoying a nice, romantic outing with her boyfriend the sun (known as Humphrey) and was annoyed at the constant disruption of her ex and his sister.

"Yue!" Sokka swept his arms out wide, expectantly. To his surprise, Sokka received a slap in the face that sent his head ringing violently.

Katara merely stared in shock and giggled at her brothers apparent comic relief. Suddenly, everything was quiet, and if brother and sister hadn't been glaring at each other and had been paying attention, they would have heard the slight chortle resounding around the heavens. " Have a nice evening... evening...evening...evening."

"Hm, You didn't tell me that you and the moon ended your passionate relationship" Katara snickered sarcasticly. "I told you long distance relationships don't work out." "YOU ARE SO DEAD!! KATARA GET BACK HERE!!"

The next morning was bright and sunny. Katara woke with a smile on her face. She retrieved her comb and started to brush out her long, chocolate brown hair, only to find that it was no longer there. "SOKKA!! WHAT...DID YOU DO... TO MY FRIGGIN HAIR!!" "UGGGHHHHHH!" Aang, who happened to be walking by, stuck his head into Sokka's tent. "Sokka!! Who wants to help me/ oh... Katara. What are you doing in Sokka's tent? Woah, I didn't know that you drooled!" "Um... what? Sokka started to say, but Aang had already skipped away.

"What?" Katara gasped, in shock. "I don't drool." She pulled back her tent flap to stare at Aang as he left. It was then that Katara noticed the grime that covered her hands. "Ugh!" She stared at her hands, wondering how they could've gotten so dirty. She had washed them only last night. "Come on Sokka, get your butt out of bed and help me make breakfast." Katara pulled back Sokka's tent flap. She gasped in horror. There, sprawled out across Sokka's sleeping bag, was, it couldn't be possible, her. Katara was suddenly face to face with herself.

"Sokka, what in Waterbending's name have you done?" Katara(in the body of Sokka) weakly forced herself to remain calm as she looked first at her brother(in her body) and then at herself. She started at her fingertips and worked her way down.

"Jeesh Katara, lemme have some privacy!" Sokka(in Katara form) muttered, uncomfortable with her scrutiny of his body. It was then he realized that his hair was long, his dress was long, and his fingernails were long."Katara", he yelled through gritted teeth, "You...Are...So...DEAD!"

It was the next day, and Sokka (in Katara's body) was greatly enjoying himself, attempting to flick water at Katara (in Sokka's body) but failing miserably. Katara, on the other hand, was cursing to herself at how hard it was to do laundry without waterbending. "Who knew that it took soooooo long for things to dry." She said through gritted teeth.

Meanwhile, in the forests surrounding the Gaang's encampment, Aang was at an impasse, trying to figure out the perfect way to tell Katara his true, obvious, and undeniable feelings for her. He decided to take a simple approach. He would just tell her. Aang confidently strode to camp with his famous grin spread across his face...