Hello FanFictionites...FanFictioners? FanFictionians? Meh, tomato toe-mah-toe. Anyways, I really love Juno (well almost any movie that has Michael Cera in it!) and I absolutely love Avatar so I thought why not combine them. This is kind of inspired, if you will, by the video 'Tokka Juno'. You should watch it because it's pretty much awesome. So here are the characters: Toph-Juno Sokka-Paulie Katara-Leah Aang-Paulie's Friend who I created so Aang could be in this Poppy-Brenda (Juno's Step Mom) Iroh- Mac (Juno's Dad) Jet- Rollo (the Drug Store guy) Zuko- Mark Loring Mai- Vanessa Loring (i was thinking Azula but then incest...or however you spell it.) Suki- Katrina (stink eye...)
This, I marvel, is the most magnificent living room set in the entire Earth Kingdom. I take a sip of water from my pouch and wipe the excess drops from my mouth. It was in MY living room exactly six days ago. It's been exactly eight days since this extraordinary, yet unholy, thing occured. We did it. I remeber standing in front of this one green cloth chair, framed with wood, almost in my birthday suit. I had on a shirt, I recall, and I realize its the green mid drift I'm wearing now. I press my nose into the fabric's edge. Still smells like sandalwood. My mom has an unhealthy habit of burning it. And I happen to remember Sokka Kuruk sitting there, in all his glory, when-
SCREECH!
I'm torn from my thoughts. "Geez, Momo, shut your frigging trap!" I feel my bladder fill up, finally, after that final swig. Time to go. I make my way out the front gate, into central Gaoling. I pass people I know, people I dont, burnouts, bender students, craftsman, and what not. Finall I end up at the Drug Store. The bell rings aboe my head as I step into the chilled store. I hold my hand out. He holds the bathroom key inches from my hand before pulling away. "Jet," I grumble.
"This is the third time you've been here, Toph. You eggo is preggo. No doubt about it," he says, a hint of concern in his voice.
"Give it," I huff. "I just polished off about seven pouches of water and I gotta pee. PRONTO."
He drops the key into my hand and I feel him shift the straw in his mouth as I walk into the bathroom. I sit myself down and get to business.
I walk out of the bathroom a minute or two later. "What does it say?" I ask holding it out. I'm sure to 'keep it off the counter' since he lectured me about hygeine or whatever.
"Plus."
I groan and shake it furiously. "This. Sucks."
"Dont shake it. That aint no etch-a-sketch. This is one doodle that cant be undid, homeskillet."
I hold back tears. I NEVER cry. Never ever ever. Ever. "I'll...um...I'll take some of these," I say grabbing whatever's in front of my in a daze.
"Mango Dough String?" Jet asks, surprised.
"Yeah," I deadpan. "So I can hang myself." I feel his heartbeat speed up, so I'm obliged to through in a 'just kidding'. I toss the pee stick into the trash can and I take the walk of shame home. I feel like everyone is looking at me, but my brain is telling me they arent. What am I gonna tell my parents? I decide the best thing to do is to tell my best friend, Katara Kuruk. This is going to be really weird. She's Sokka's brother. I knock on her door. I know she'll be alone: her dad is at work, her Grandmother is at her Pi-Sho club at this hour, her mother is deceased, and Sokka is probably at fencing. The door swings open.
"Toph?" she asks obviously surprised.
"Yo yo yiggady yo," I say shakily.
"Toph what happened? You're eyes are rimmed with red! We're you...we're you crying?"
"Katara," I say setting my bag on her couch and falling back onto it, "...I'm pregnant."
So whadya think?
I know it probably sucks but it shall get better! And I hope you watch the fake trailer.
Peace, L.