Hey, all. I know, five stories in one day, what's wrong with me? I just whipped this out in about five minutes because I'm sitting at home doing nothing and I was thinking about the time I was at my friend's house having lunch to discover that I'm allergic to cabbage. Very allergic. Iown nothing.
"Ko-ruh, I cand breave."
"Yes, you can. Drink this."
"I cand."
"Yes, you can."
"Dop laffing!"
"I'm not la... la... oh, ha, Mako, your face! Oh, ha ha ha... Ow! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?"
"I daid dop laffing!"
"Okay, okay, I will... I'm good. Whew. All right. Heh heh..."
"Ko-ruh..."
"Right, right, drink this, it should help."
"Ah righd... Ew! Ko-ruh, dis is nat-dy!"
"What?"
"Nat-dy!"
"What?"
"Dis is nat-dy!"
"Nasty?"
"Yed!"
"Right. Terribly sorry. You have to drink it anyways. It should bring the swelling down."
"Fi'..."
"Better?"
"Dort of."
"Great."
"I dink... ah... ah... ah-CHOO!"
"Augh!"
"Dorry!"
"Mako, you caught my hair on fire!"
"Dat's no' my fa... ah... ah-CHOO!"
"Ha! Missed me!"
"I wadn't aiming fo' you!"
"Yeah, sure you weren't. Drink up, city boy."
"Ugh. You're sure dis won' ki' me?"
"Pretty sure. Katara taught me how to make it forever ago. You just be glad we have some on hand."
"I'll dry do remebber dat."
"This is your fault, you know."
"How doe?"
"You should have told me before hand, and I would never had made this for dinner."
"I'd nebber had any before! How was I s'pothed to know I'm alle'gic to sea prunes?"