Hellooo Avatar fanfictionors! I finally did it! I finally wrote a Taang Fanfiction ( which I've been wanting to now for two weeks!)

First things first:

MODERN TIMES! ( but will have lots of references to show)

Toph can see ( for now that is I may make something happen to make her blind)

Monk Gyasto is Aang's adoptive father ( because of all the stuff about him being a father to Aang)

Now that the boring stuff is over, let the fanfiction begins!

The leaves fall off the trees, the wind chills, the earth freezes, the water is too cold to dip your toes in, and people are starting to crank up the heater. School was here and Aang was miserable. Katara and Sokka, the only friends he managed to make since arriving in a bright blue Rabbit with his dad, Gyasto, the previous year, we going to be in high school. He was so dazed in his thoughts of a friendless year; he didn't notice the plate of pancakes that were in front of him until the scent reached his nose

"Hey what's that- pancakes? Thanks dad but I wasn't gonna eat anything." He took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. He hadn't had the best morning, he dropped both of his contacts down the sink, the shirt he originally wanted to wear was covered in Appa drool, and he had woken up late. This day, he thought just couldn't get any worse. And anyway the bus stop was ten minutes away and he was late already, who had time for pancakes?

"Ah, eat. You'll need the energy. And if it's about time, I was going to drive you." A man who's' about 65, bald besides a blue arrow tattoo, had a white mustache that looked like an upside-down u, and wore A blue dress shirt and tie with tiny blue swirlies on the tie, walked in with another plate of pancakes and a whopping bottle of maple syrup. He sets the syrup between them and digs into his pancakes. Aang sighs and follows suit. He couldn't disagree, pancakes sounded yummy. He picks up the bottle of syrup and drowns the golden discs in brown syrup. His fears are forgotten with the sickly sweet taste of syrup on his tongue.

"Meow. Mew. Meow!" Momo jumped up on the table, not wanting to be ignored and decided to sit in front of Aang, which meant sitting on his pancakes. Momo did not understand the fact that the syrup was wet and sticky, two things the cat despised, so it was to his surprise that he ended up both wet and sticky. He jumped off the table, tanking the plate of pancakes with it, making a sticky mess for Appa to eat.

"Momo! Bad kitty!" Aang yelled, picking up the mess quickly before Appa devoured it all. He takes the plate and drops it in the sink.

"I knew pancakes were a bad idea."

"Oh, I guess you are right. Let's get a move on! You have a big day today!" Gyasto calls from the porch, car keys in hand, tapping his foot impatiently.

"Let's get this nightmare over with." Aang says to himself, while pulling on his brown ski cap with a blue arrow on it, and he grabs his backpack on the way out of the door to an uncertain future that lies before him

** Appa is a Great Pyrenees dog and Momo is a Siamese cat **

Did you like it? I know it's short but I'm gonna post frequently until school starts in about two weeks.

And I'm looking for a beta for the story... plz help meeee...

And that's all I got for today,

May the elements be with you,

PFB!