"Katara, hurry up. At this pace we'll miss the main fishing event." a 19 year old boy shouted to his younger sister. Katara, aged 18, was trying to keep up with her brother (who was cycling). The two teenagers had bronze coloured skin and black hair. Katara's was long and sleek, while her brother, Sokka, had his tied in a wolf tail. The siblings were going to a yearly fishing competition. Katara couldn't see how Sokka was obsessed with it but he was. Every year fishermen would go out on boats, come back, count the fish that they had caught and shout out their amount. The judges would give the winner a prize of a big fish, too big for life, and the 'lucky' winner would act pleased. It was always the same.

Just then, as Sokka turned a corner, he hit someone with his bike. Two audible yelps, one from Sokka one from the victim, could be heard. The boy who he had hit was their age, had black hair and quite handsome. Katara pushed her brother away and knelt down in front of the stranger and helped him up. The young man groaned and opened his eyes. He let his eyes focus and when he could see, the young man gasped. Katara blushed just a bit but she pushed it away as soon as it had come. The boy blinked a few times and tried to get up but his head was spinning. He collapsed again. The girl helped him up and put her arm around his waist for support. All this time Sokka had been giving pointed looks to the both of them. It only intensified when the injured boy hung his arm round Katara's shoulders, while blushing. Sokka's sister sat the boy on a bench where he looked up at Katara.

" Thanks." the boy croaked. He cleared his throat and introduced himself. "I'm Aang. And you are?"

Katara stared for a second before she answered him.

"I'm Katara. It's nice to meet you." Aang returned the greeting and glanced questionably at Sooka. Katara followed Aang's gaze.

"I'm sorry. This is my brother Sokka. A.K.A the one who ran over you. He's sorry about that. Aren't you Sokka."

Her older just waved his hand nonchalantly and muttered "Sure, sure."

Katara gave him a hard glare but Aang laughed.

"Oh it's ok. I don't need an apology. I was going quite fast. He wouldn't have been able to brake fast enough anyway." That made Sokka a bit happier but Aang suddenly looked around himself as if to find something. "Where's Appa?" He cried out.

"Where's who?" the siblings asked at the same time.

"Appa. My dog. He was right beside me."

The brother and sister and shrugged. They hadn't seen a dog. The black haired boy took out a whistle and blew on it but strangely, no sound came out of it. He blew it a few times before the sound of paws could be heard. A brown and white springer spaniel ran to the group of teenagers. Aang held his arms out and the dog jumped into them. Katara laughed gleefully and stretched her hand out to stroke the dog called Appa but Sokka grabbed her arm gently.

"Be careful Katara. It could bite."

Aang seemed a bit repulsed by how Sokka was addressing his beloved dog.

"Appa won't bite kind people, and please call 'it', him in the future please."

Katara nodded her head in agreement and pulled her arm away from Sokka's grasp. With success she patted Appa, who began to thump his tail upon the ground. Aang and Katara laughed and even Sokka smiled a bit but his eyes bulged when he saw the time. He was going to miss the fishing results. Meanwhile, Katara was stroking Appa's belly when she noticed how thin he was. Not even him, but Aang too. They looked like they had eaten in weeks. They needed help and she would give it to them. She felt a hand on her shoulder and she looked back to see Sokka there. He helped her up and looked to the other boy.

"Well it's been really... Interesting to meet you Aang but unfortunately we need to go now. Bye bye."

As he tried to turn himself and Katara away, she jerked away from him.

"No Sokka." Katara shouted "I know that you want to go to this fishing event but they happen every year. Can't you see that Aang and Appa need help? We need to bring them home right now."

"But Katara..." Sokka started but his sister gave him no leeway.

"No excuses. We are bringing them with us right now."

"But..."

"No buts. Get your ass on your bike and head back home with us. Come on Aang." Katara ordered her new friend. She helped him up again and they started to walk with Appa trotting along next to them. It was slightly awkward helping someone to walk when they were taller than the person who was helping. Still. It wasn't too bad. Aang was quite lean and light. While they walked, and Sokka cycled, Katara looked at him and saw Aang visibly blushing. She smiled. For someone his age he was easily flustered. Sokka wasn't sure how to take the situation. It was easy to see that the two teenagers behind him were already close together. Too close for his liking. It always took him ages to trust someone, like his best friend, Zuko. Still, if Katara trusted the kid, he could learn to as well.

Luckily their house wasn't too far away from the town centre so they were back in no time. Katara opened the door whilst holding onto Aang. Appa looked around as curiously as his owner and looked up to Katara as if to ask if he could come in. She nodded her head and Appa padded in happily. Katara lead her friend to a chair so that she could take their coats and shoes off. Aang smiled gratefully at her and Katara returned his grin.

"Gran Gran, dad. We're home and we have visitors." the girl shouted.

Two pairs of feet could be heard as they came closer. Two people appeared. They both had the same skin tone. One was a man who looked almost exactly like Sokka. He had long black hair, muscly arms and a goatee. The other person was a very short, old woman. She had white hair that was held in a bun and an almost youthful feeling around her.

"Now. Who is this young man Katara?" the siblings' grandmother asked.

Katara scowled at her brother for a moment before she answered the old woman.

"This is Aang, Sokka's most recent victim, and his dog Appa."

"Most recent?" Aang asked but Katara put her finger to her lips. He was quiet.

"Oh dear. It looks like you're already under Katara's spell." Katara's grandmother laughed.

Aang blushed beet red and Katara cried "Gran gran. Please."

That made the old woman laugh more.

"Oh Katara. You know I mean no harm." she then composed herself. "It's nice to meet you dear. My name is Kanna but you can call me Gran gran."

"And my name is Hakoda. Nice to meet you son." the older man held out his hand to shake Aang's.

The boy shook Hakoda's hand and thanked the adults for their hospitality.

"Now Aang." Katara said "You probably want to rest up don't you?" the girl asked.

The young man nodded.

"But you and Appa need to eat. I can probably find some meat for Appa." At that word Aang flinched and Katara was at his side in an instant.

"What's wrong Aang? Are you ill? Do you need medicine? Painkillers? Rescue remedy?"

Aang cut her off by saying "No, no. I'm fine. It's just I'm a vegetarian. I also don't like talking about killing or anything violent."

Katara's face flooded with understanding. She breathed in, relieved that nothing was wrong.

"Okay. I was worried there. Come on. I'll try to find you something."

Katara helped him up for the third time and got him to a kitchen chair. Within half an hour, Aang had eaten a bowl of fruit salad and a plate of rice; Appa had just polished up a bowl of leftover chicken, carrot and some of Aang's rice. Once they were full, Katara helped Aang up and lead him and Appa to the guest bedroom where they would be staying. It was a bright room with a golden yellow, orange and red washed all around the room. There was a double bed with a wooden headboard and a wardrobe and table to go with it. His room looked out onto the garden. There was a large lawn, a small pond, a patio and many trees. This place made him want to be injured for a longer time, it was so relaxing. He could stay here forever.

"It is nice, isn't it?" Aang heard Katara ask beside him. He looked down at her and smiled. Once again she smiled back at him, which made his heart hammer and give him a bright blush on his face. Katara smiled even wider and helped him to his bed. The covers were soft and warm but he didn't get under them. Appa jumped up beside him and curled up beside him. Katara kissed him on the cheek and wished him a good rest, then she left.

Aang looked down at his dog who looked up at him with wise eyes.

"Things are looking up buddy."

With that he fell asleep.