OKAY. HERE'S A CROSSOVER FIC I THOUGH COULD WORK OUT.
(Zuko and Fakir ARE a lot alike when you think about it…)
Ahiru looked up to see Fakir still at his writing desk. She sighed. He's been there for hours, it's not safe to write so much I'm sure…
"Fakir?" Ahiru placed a hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay?" Fakir's head just slumped on the desk, spilling an ink bottle over. He's asleep… Ahiru shook Fakir harder. "Wake up, you shouldn't fall asleep on your desk." Ahiru stopped when she heard Fakir mumble in his sleep. "Not now Mom…Lemme…sleep more…"
Ahiru's heart ached for him. He went through so much, and it didn't stop even after he grew up. Ahiru's mind races back to the night they both helped defeat the Monster Raven. Who knows how hard it was to write my story as I was trying to help Mytho beat the Ravens…
Fakir mumbled something else incoherent, and Ahiru smiled. She leaned over Fakir's shoulder to see what he wrote so far. It better be something good considering how much time he was spending into it. Ahiru still remembers that day a week ago when Fakir first though up the idea…
"Fakir, why aren't you writing as much?" Fakir gave her his usual scowl. "Because I don't have any new ideas yet." "Oh." They were both at the lake, Ahiru in the water, Fakir of course refusing to get wet on the dock.
"It would really do you good to get wet you know." "I don't think so Baka." "Hmph!" Ahiru crossed her arms. "You should! All you do is either write, or when you're not writing, mope about and think about something to write."
"Whatever." Ahiru was getting mad now. "No, not whatever! You're getting wet and you'll like it!" And with that Ahiru dragged her hands in the water and sent out a small wave of water at Fakir. Fakir, who was unsuspecting her sudden outburst was drenched with water. "Dammit Ahiru!" Ahiru stuck her tongue out at him, and merely gave Fakir another blast of water from the lake.
Ahiru kept on going, but stopped when Fakir's curses stopped. He just seemed lost in thought. "Fakir?" Ahiru went closer to him. "Are you okay?" Fakir stared at her. "You just moved the water with your arms." "Yes Fakir, it's called splashing." Fakir smiled and shook his head as he got up. "Not anymore." Ahiru looked up, puzzled at Fakir. She barely heard him as he walked to his house. "Not anymore…It's called…" Fakir stopped walking, lost in thought. "Waterbending…"
Ahiru smiled to herself. Fakir really seems so sure this story will be great. She then leaned over to read more about the adventures of Fakir's characters, who had weird names nevertheless. Aang Sokka,Toph,Zuko, and…Ahiru smiled. Although Fakir states otherwise, she's sure that Fakir based her on this last character. Katara…
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