Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar! If I did there would, I wouldn't make us Avatards wait a whole damn month for the first Avatar movie! T.T it's pure torture I tell you! Oh and I'm not making any money out of this. You can put your briefcases away now you nice lawyer people!
Summary: Being the Avatar cast isn't easy. With all the demands from the rabid warring shippers, crazy fan girls and monstrous angry fans who are waiting for the first Avatar movie (Yes even I fit into two out of three of those categories) you are sure to get stress. What would be a better reward to one of my favourite American Anime cast then to give them a vacation!
Genre: Humour (This time I promise) and a little romance for spice.
WARNINGS: BEWARE! ZUTARA AND TAANG AHEAD! YOU DON'T LIKE? DON'T FREAKING CARE! JUST DON'T WHINE TO ME ABOUT IT! RUN! HIT THAT BACK BUTTON! OR BE HORRIFIED! (Goes back to being sane) But people who like (Or accept) those ships are welcome to say. Even Kataang and other shipping peoples are welcome! (As long as you don't flame me, please? Or let the ships cloud your judgement?)
Keep in mind this is my second Avatar fic, so please correct me if I do anything wrong or make mistakes. Constructive criticism is great for improvement.
But don't flame; trust me, insulting me is not the best way to get me to write better fics. Especially when I use them to burn the flamer to pieces… (Grins evilly).
Oh and I will be making fun of the average ATLA fan (Including me) but this is all just for humour so don't take it seriously! I love every kind of fan, so don't take this as bashing! I apologise in advance if ANYONE is offended.
Plus there will be loads of capitals, but only for this chapter.
YAY! My second Avatar fic, if you people like humour and vacation fics, hopefully you'll like this. I CALL THE FIRST AVATAR VACATION FIC! (Unless someone already beat me to it) Go ahead and enjoy…
It's Greece Aang, Not GREASE
By Z Star The Hidden Dragon
Prologue: "I CAN'T TAKE THIS!"
"OMG! I LUV YOU ZUKO!"
"IT'S AANG! IT'S AANG!"
"STAY AWAY FROM ZUKO KATARA! YOU MARY-SUE!"
"MARRY ME KATARA!"
"IT'S SOKKA! IT'S SOKKA!"
"BRING BACK JET AND HARU!"
"ZUTARA SUCKS!"
"KATAANG SUCKS MORE!"
"IT'S TOPH! IT'S TOPH!"
"WHY THE HELL DO WE HAVE TO WAIT A WHOLE MONTH FOR THE NEXT AVATAR EPISODE!"
Aang, Sokka, Katara, Toph, Uncle Iroh, Zuko and every single other character that has been on Avatar The Last Airbender stared at the crowd of millions, with expressions in complete horror.
This, is what the Avatar cast had to deal with, all year round… If it wasn't the fan girls (Or fan boys) that were chasing after them, it was the shippers fighting over them. And if it wasn't the shippers, it was the angry fans that complained about awaiting the arrival for the next episode. And if it wasn't them, it was the bashers that were ready to beat up their most hated character. And if it wasn't them it was the people who begged to have their favourite one episode characters to come back to the show … And if it wasn't them…
Ok, you get the point. Basically the fans were making their lives miserable. Almost everyday they were backed up into a corner with hundreds of questions being shot at them.
"Can I kill them now?" Zuko begged.
"No Zuko, you can't." Katara whimpered. "The fans are a very important part of the shows success." She admitted.
"Yeah and besides, if I can't kill them, neither can you!" Jet growled, trying to swipe away one of his fan girls.
"Aang, do something!" Sokka cried, as one rabid fan girl ripped a part of his shirt. Feel free to drool, I know I am. "Eeep! Can't you go Avatar state on them or something?"
"I can't do that unless we're in grave danger!" Aang exclaimed, grimacing at the Zutara shippers who were aiming their pitchforks at him.
"And this isn't grave danger!" Azula screamed, glaring down at the Avatar. Until she saw the flying spear coming at her. She quickly ducked, thankful that the blade had barely missed her head.
"DIE AZULA!"
"Eeep!" The fire-bending prodigy squeaked, hiding behind her two henchwoman. "Save me!" Mai and Ty Lee looked at each other with surprised looks. Since when did the fire nation princess fear anything? No wait, didn't Michael and Bryan bribe her to keep her hands to herself, when it came to the fans?
Ah yes, they remembered. They grinned ear to ear at the memory.
"Look, there's nothing we can do! We're just going to have to grin and bear all this until it's over. This is the price of fame remember… But they'll get tired of us eventually…" Uncle Iroh reasoned.
"That's what you said at the premiere!" Sokka screeched. "NOW LOOK AT THEM! They're numbers have increased by over a million times! IT'S MAD I TELL YOU! WE'RE DEAD! WE'RE DEAD I TELL YOU!" The water tribe boy sobbed on his knees, his hands clutched in his hair.
"I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!" The entire cast shouted at the top of their lungs, sending their fans into a quiet state. Each of them stared up at them, with blank eyes.
"Look, it's great that you like the show." Aang began. "And that you are so passionate about certain issues about it, but enough is enough!"
"Sure, we expected there to be some shipping wars and maybe a few fan girls (And boys) but this is ridiculous!" Katara stated, with her hands on her hips.
"And I am not just an object to be drooled over and poked and grabbed at! I am human being damn it! I have feelings!" Zuko exclaimed. The water bender actually started to feel sorry for the poor fire bender, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Its all right Zuko, let it all out." She said.
"STAY AWAY FROM OUR ZUKO YOU BITCH!" One fan girl screamed. Katara was not going to take being called a bitch likely, unhooking her water canteen she was ready to aim her water whip. Until she felt a hand on hr wrist.
"It's not worth it Katara." Haru said softly. "Don't pay attention to them." Katara listened to her earth-bending friend, holding back her water whip for another day… "And you people should be ashamed of yourselves! Why can't you stop picking on everything little thing we do?"
"Yeah! We have lives that we would like to enjoy without you lot sticking your noses into it all the time!" Suki growled, slicing her fan through the air, to let out her frustration. "We appreciate your loyalty and appreciation and everything, but it does get annoying sometimes."
"Don't you guys have lives of your own?" Zhao asked, who was briefly brought back from the dead to please his small herom of fans.
"Yeah."
"Sure."
"Course we do! When we're not here we're doing other stuff."
"Like art."
"And writing novels."
"And tai chi!"
The list of the fan's hobbies could have gone on and on. They sure did a lot; it was amazing they even had time to obsess over the show. Hey, just because we like a cartoon doesn't mean we don't have lives. Unlike what some certain people have stereotyped us to be.
"I can't believe this…" Uncle Iroh groaned, smacking his forehead. "Yes, that's very nice, good for you, but we must get back to the matter at hand."
"LEAVE US ALONE!" Zuko hollered, getting right to the point as always. "We'll be glad to take any questions and sign autographs after the next episode, but until then you will have to go back to your own lives!" Silence. It was a miracle… the fans actually listened to them!
There was a God… But unfortunately he was too busy trying to solve world hunger and cure all deceases in the world, then to deal with the ATLA cast's problems.
"VIVA LA ZUTARA!"
"KATAANG FOREVER!"
"I LOVE ZUKO!"
"TAANG IS THE NEW ZUTARA!"
"GIVE ME NEW AVATAR EPS DAMN IT!"
"I HATE AZULA!"
"Agni help us…" Iroh mumbled under his breath.
"Everybody, scramble!" Aang cried, before being the first to move like the wind and get out of there! Stampedes of steps chorused through the ATLA set, they even passed through the spirit world! I don't how Aang would have done it, but he did. That monk sure was full of surprises, especially when he was in danger.
The hunt lasted for hours, and everyone was short of breath. The hunters were about to go in for the kill, until…
"Stop! In the name of love!" A voice cried out. "If you do not stop this injustice now, I will have to inflict a horror upon you! One that is worse then all the bashers, fan girls and warring shippers put together!"
"Pfft, yeah right!" One of the crazy fans scoffed. "What can you do, that's worse then all of us put together?"
"BEHOLD!" The voice cried out. The dark figure ripped open a yellow envelope, grabbing the item that would save the Avatar cast. It aimed the piece of paper at the fans, with a glowing aura. Dead silence. Shock and fear trembling in every fan. Mouths were agape… and they weren't drooling either.
"OMG! MY EYES! THEY'RE BURNING!"
"WHAT HAS THIS FREAKING WORLD COME TO!"
"I'M GOING TO PUKE!"
"THE WORLD IS CRUEL AND EVIL!"
"MOMMY!"
And the heard of ATLA fans were gone in a flash. Their cries of terror could be heard all around America, shaking the Earth. When the dust cleared, all that stood was Aang and the gang and their saviour. The hero turned and grinned at the cast.
"Who… Who are you?"
End of Prologue
… Yes… I know that was very nuts… but I am very hyper right now. I hope this offended no one, but I did warn you not to take this seriously. I love every fan, whether he or she is a Kataang shipper, fan girl or boy, or etc. As long as they are not bashers or Anti Zutarians or Anti Taangs.
I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter, because that's only a taste of the madness that will ensue! See ya!
And who was that who helped the Avatar cast? And how did she/he get them out of trouble? Find out in the next chapter.