A/N: A hodge-podge story from a one-sentence game on the AtLAFC. Don't take anything you read here too seriously. It was made by a bunch of people with a lot of time on their hands. We also had a bit of a problem with the fanfic "My Immortal", so there will be a lot of references to that in here.

Thank you to all you guys who contributed a sentence. This chapter was a combined effort between: skyoria, Albedineity, Ciloron, siempie78, Lumosify, Snugglesthefluffykitten, Mortem Sanctus

Aang tossed and turned as he slept, nightmares playing out behind his closed eyes. This time, there wasn't Math test or missing pants, there was only her. The mighty Queen of Platypus-Bears. They were other platypus bears dancing in circles around their queen. She caressed her turtleduck pets with her monstrous, yet soft hands.

Above her, two dragons soared in circles, staring at the turtleducks. They were hungry but the platypus bear queen knew they would not harm her turtleducks. After the night of 3 AG, no one did - besides, it would be highly unprofessional of her bodyguards to eat her source of amusement. They were getting hungry, however, and it had been a long time since her dragons had eaten any dissenters to her reign. She looked about the room at her dancers, wondering what she could feed the dragons. The dancers, those frivolous signs of decadence?

Suddenly, she heard a voice saying "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU MOTHERFUKERS!", and the source of the voice was (dot,dot,dot) DUMBLEDORE!

Aang woke up as soon as the dream got too horrible. An old man in long purple robes and a white beard?

Aang thought about the rude old man the whole day, not noticing anyone's concern about his new obsession with old men. Katara was saddened, grieving over Aang's state of mind. He was talking of magic and Serious and Lucian and masticating. Masticating old men.

She told Aang to consult Kyoshi on his problem, since Roku was an old man and thus part of the problem. However, Kyoshi admitted to having a similar... problem, which started when she met someone called "Tara Gilesby".

So Aang talked to Avatar Yangchen, but she told him that "Tara Gilesby" had visited the Spirit World and forced everyone to read a story she wrote, called 'My Immortal', and that now the Spirit World was at war.

Aang asked why the Spirit World was at war.

Yangchen told him that the story had driven every spirit insane, even the already insane ones. As the Avatar, it would be his job to bring balance to the world and take that horrible excuse for a story out of existence.

So he hopped on his trusty poodle-tortoise, and made his slow progress toward the spirit portal. His mind throbbed with horrible thoughts. Dreams undreamt were dreamt anew. He ran out of food because Toph is a terrible packer. She put the Fire Flakes in the waterskin! Maybe it had been a bad joke from her part. There was only one way to find out if it was... Confronting her with the deed, but that would take too long. So he instead fell asleep, again - he felt as if his next dream would be prophetic.

A goth stood in front of him, blaring confusing words into his ear: "VAMPIRE POTTER, YOU MOTHERF*KER!" Now he had to battle vampires?

Twelve minutes later, with the last swirl of wind, all vampires fell down - apart from one, with a solemn expression on her face. It was Toph!

She dramatically gazed into the distance, with her hair floating around her head, and whispered, "U WOT M8"

Aang, however, was quite unfazed and shouted: "Are you a vampire?!"

Toph only wiggled her eyebrows until they fell off and disappeared with a puff. Then she melted into a puddle. Was it really all just a nightmare? Or was it reality?

But then he realized he really was standing in a puddle. Then came the realization of not dreaming anymore. Redness rose to his cheeks as he felt the warm wetness of his pants...

"Why are you throwing mud at my pants Top- WAIT, TOPH?"

Toph stopped and shrugged, "Did you actually think I would die? I'm needed to develop the plot further."

Aang screamed, "You can't break the fourth wall!"

"Well tough, Twinkletoes; I do what I want!" Then, she proceeded to break the fifth wall, taking along Tara Gilesbie with it.

"But...I thought the Fifth Wall was just a legend..." Aang then proceeded to faint, even though he wasn't sure he could faint in a dream.

Iroh appeared out of nowhere and said, "The fifth wall is very rare, but no legend. Now if you were to run into the S-I-X-T-H wall, things would be very bad. Even speaking its name is said to bring terrible misfortune.

As soon as Iroh started spelling words out, Aang stopped listening to piece the word together. "So...a Sixth Wall? THERE'S A SIXTH WALL?!"

Everyone fell silent (Toph, Aang, and Katara who was on a tree the whole time), so Iroh offered them jasmine tea - he always had some spare tea, no matter when or where.

"No, child!" Iroh hollered. "You have doomed us all to a terrible fate at the hands of..." His sentence was interrupted by the curse- A squad of six ninja cyborg baboons with laser eyes.

"Not again," Iroh groaned, and ripped of his shirt. Everyone started drooling, and then they slapped themselves for each other, not knowing if this sentence made sense.

"Why are we drooling?" Aang asked, "We need to be fighting the monsters created by the sixth- oh no!" In response to the cursed word, another monster appeared- a four headed Minotaur with a dragon body that barfed toxic rainbows.

"NOT THE RAINBOWS!" Toph screeched, while everyone stared at her because they thought she was blind.

"What?" Toph said. "Why are you staring at me?"

A/N: Can Toph see? What about the rainbows? Who's looking after the children?! Stay tuned for more craziness.