The day was sunny. But it didn't change much. To Fen, it was just another day. Nothing special. He was still out on the streets, still hungry, still performing fire-bending tricks for money to buy some food when he couldn't find work or steal some. Still waiting for Yanna. Yanna. What if she didn't escape, what if she couldn't? Fen tried not to think about it. He was too hungry. He spotted a family coming down the street. As they neared in front of him, he made a fire blast to get their attention.

'Same old, same old. Another boring, tediously lonely day,' Ea thought moodily, out to buy groceries. Not that she needed anything really, she just needed something to relieve her from her boredom. At least the sun was out. It's hard to feel too down when your parents are in no danger of drowning. Storms, however, were annoying. She would stay up all night worrying about them. In a slight daze, she walked through the crowded streets until a fire blast jerked her out of her reverie. Blinking rapidly to regain her surroundings, she saw a boy controlling the fire. Walking over casually, Ea stared at the fire.

Fen took a moment to size up the crowd. He had attracted a bit more attention than he thought he would, but that was okay. More people meant more money, which also meant more food. Maybe he'd even get a real meal this time. Without stealing. But, he had to get the money first. He started out small, juggling some fireballs. He did a few rounds, eyes opened, then closed them. After a few seconds, he made out that he dropped one and listened. A small gasp from the audience cued him, and he reached out and grabbed the escaped fireball with a string of fire. Using it like a yo-yo, he did some tricks with it, then swung it around to catch the other suspended fireballs. He released the fire, remembering to sprinkle in the powder before he did so, and watched the fireworks. Fireworks were always popular with big groups, especially families. Some of the audience were already rummaging in their purses, but Fen wasn't done yet. He did some fire lasso tricks, then got a volunteer to try out his fire jump rope. Throughout all of it, there was one girl in the audience, near the front, who had not changed her bored expression throughout the entire show. She probably thinks me as just another fire-bender, he thought, well, I'll show her. He motioned to the front of the audience to step back, then brought his hands together and breathed in. He exhaled, made some hand motions, and made a lightning whip spiral out from his fingertips. He grabbed it, twirled it around and cracked it, producing a thunder-like sound. He sent the lightning whip up into the clouds where it vanished, then bowed, noting, with satisfaction, the now wide-eyed girl with fiery hair amidst the clapping.