Zula is seen warming up. She demands to be near a fire before she goes onstage. Katara is picked as a background Bender. Zula is bragging.

"Of course I was picked!" Katara is tending to the fire. "Hurry up, you stupid little Waterbender."
Sokka came over to help her. Ozai and a young man were walking around. Katara gasped. "What?" Sokka said. "It's Aang! You could say we were childhood sweethearts. He probably doesn't remember me." She said, as he passed. Sokka smiled. "You see, I run this show as per-" Ozai began, but was interrupted by a scream. "I CANT TAKE IT!" Zula yelled, as she marched over. "What is it, sweetheart? Daddy is busy with our new patron!" "I quit! Get another Master Bender!" Ozai ran off, and returned with a Fire Koala, her favorite pet. "Oh, I guess!" She said, as she cuddled her new pet. "Excellent!"

"Who is that girl?" Aang asked, pointing to Katara. "Katara, very good Waterbender. She trained with a very accomplished Master." "Who?" "We do not know his name." Ozai interrupted. "Let's take it from Scene 5. Everybody, places!" Zula ran up onto the stage, she started to Firebend. Suddenly, there was a breeze. "Someone, close that door! She-" "ARGH!" She screamed bloody murder. Everyone ran over. The backdrop had fell ontop of Zula! They helped her out. "That is it!" She had fire escaping her hands due to her anguish. "I'm leaving!" She left before anyone can stop her. Ozai stood there his face in his hands. "Maybe someone else?" Aang said. "You can't replace Zula in the FireMistress Zula! What am I to do? The show is tonight, and we have a full house!" "Maybe Katara could do it?" Iroh brought Katara to Ozai. "The background Bender?" "Let her show you. She is very good, I tell you." Iroh said. "Very well, scene 5!" Ozai said again. Iroh and Sokka pushed Katara onstage. She began to bend.

After the show, Katara ran to her dressing room. Before entering, she heard a voice that she had heard so many times in her dreams. It was the Phantom. "Bravi, Bravi, Bravissimi."
"Katara! Katara!" Sokka said, as he ran down the steps.
"Where in the world have you been hiding? Really you were perfect! I only wish I knew your secret. Who is your new tutor?"
"Father once spoke of an angel, I used to dream he'd appear. Now as I bend, I can sense him, and I know he's there! Here in this room, he calls me softly, somewhere inside hiding. Somehow I know he's with me, he the unseen genius!"
Sokka, worried about his sister, takes her hands and leads her to the sofa.
"Katara, you must have been dreaming. Stories like this can't come true. Katara, you're talking in riddles, and it's not like you!"
Katara stands up, staring at something unseen.
"Angel of bending, guide and guardian! Grant me to your glory!"
Sokka stands up, and holds her hands.
"Who is this angel, this-". They sing together: "Angel of bending, hide no longer, secret and strange angel."
"He's with me even now!"
Sokka holds her hands, and gasps, "Your hands are cold!"
"All around me," Sokka touches her face, wide-eyed. "Your face, Katara, it's white!" "It frightens me." "Don't be frightened."
They hug, but the moment is broken when Iroh comes in. "Sokka! There's been an accident! Come quickly!" Sokka leaves, and Iroh goes over to Katara. "This is from Him. He's pleased." He hands her a red rose with a black ribbon tied to it. Katara holds it to her chest.

"She was wonderful!" Aang exclaimed. Ozai smiled. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. Would you like me to introduce you to her?" "No, thanks. I'll just take these for you," Aang grabbed the bouquet of blue roses. He knocks, and enters the dressing room as Iroh leaves. "You would think they already knew each other!" Ozai said to Iroh.

"For you, Miss Katara." He appeared between the roses, bowed and gave them to her. "Blue roses! My-" "Favorite! Of course! Only the best for my Little Yitta!" "Oh, Aang, so you remember!" "Of course! I thought you wouldnt remember!" "How could I forget?" Aang goes over, and puts her hands in his.
"Little Yitta let her mind wander, 'Am I fonder of dolls,-" Katara joins him, "or goblins or of shoes." "Or of riddles, or of frocks," she said.
"Those picnics in the attic? Or of chocolates?"
"Father playing the violin,"
"as we read to each other dark stories of the North."
"'No, what I love best,' Little Yitta said. 'Is when I'm asleep in my bed, and the Angel of Bending bends Fire in my head."
Together, "The Angel of Bending bends Fire in my head."
"Oh, Aang!" She turns around and hugs him. "I've missed you so! But, Father said, 'When I'm in Heaven, child, I shall send the Angel of Bending to you.' Well, Aang, Father is dead! And I have been visited by the Angel of Bending!"
"No doubt about it, Katara. Now, I'm going to take you to dinner. Maybe even penguin sledding!"
(ooc: sorry! had to say that!)
"Aang, I'd love to, but the Angel of Bending is very strict!"
"He shouldnt worry. You are in good hands! I won't keep you up late."
"Aang..."
"You need to change. I'm going to go get Appa. Five minutes, Little Yitta." He left.
"Oh, Raoul...things have changed..." She feared for him.