Hot Guy Heaven
Jet lifted his head gently, morphed his voice into the most sincere and hopeful he could at his dying moments and uttered, "don't worry Katara, I'll be fine." Avatar Aang and his group left dutifully to find Appa and go fight off the Dai Lee. As they were leaving, Toph whispered, "he's lying," sending Smellerbee into tears.
Hour's passed as Smellerbee and Longshot lay by Jet's side, and as Jet's condition began to worsen, his voice crackly and his heart beating slower every minute, they decided it was time to say their goodbyes.
"Jet. Before I came to you, I had no family, no home," Smellerbee choked, "You are now my family."
"Likewise," Jet managed to say. "Thank you guys for being my family..."
"Thank you Jet," Longshot pushed out, his eyes meeting Jet's and his arms over Smellerbee.
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After a long funeral and burial service, Smellerbee and Longshot sat alone in a small inn. At first, only silence was shared between them. Then, just tears. Finally, Smellerbee spoke.
"I can't believe he's gone forever," she said her voice crackling a little.
"I don't think he's gone forever," Longshot replied, his voice sure and honest.
"What? I don't understand. He died. Jet Died."
"He's not here, but he's not gone forever either. He's just away,"
Smellerbee was skeptical of Longshot's claims but played along. "Where is he? Where do guys like Jet go when they die?"
"Well...guys like Jet," he began, "after they find themselves taking their last, long, breaths, their souls begin drifting towards a warm welcoming light." He was about to continue, but Smellerbee cut him off.
"Seeing the light," she continued bright eyed, "their souls grab it and the dudes like Jet, with their big muscles, slick hair, six-packs, adorable eyes, and flawless lips, find themselves in a little place known as "Hot Guy Heaven."