Hello peoples. I realize that this won't make any sense whatsoever to anyone…but that's okay because only approximately two people will ever read these awkward and bizarre pages. I came up with this after I was putting soap operas on mute with my bestest buddies and then decided to do it with this. And I decided to write this because Anna thinks that this is wannabe anime. Anyway….YAY! And Ha ha ha ha ha! I edited it. Yay. so…yay.
One day little Aang, Katara, and Sokka were randomly flying on their giant flying bison thing named Abba and were thinking about nothing.
"God, Zuko's so hot."
"What?" The other two yelled
"No…Katara…he only loves one person."
"What?"
"Yes. A few years ago he and I were in love."
"WHAT?"
"Uh…Aang, are you saying that you know that you're gay at 12-years-old?" Sokka asked.
"No…I just can't quite make up my mind yet."
"Well, whatever floats your goat."
"Well…what happened?" Katara asked.
"He just…didn't understand me."
"Um…Aang? Neither can we." Sokka said.
"And he kept saying that I was anorexic because I didn't have a six-pack."
"What does being anorexic have to do with having a six-pack?"
"And he kept working out. He loved the gym more than me."
"So…you're saying he cheated on you with a treadmill?"
"And of course I had to break up with him."
"Uh…okay…"
"He'd never listen to me!" Aang brushed away a tear. "All he cared about was working out and watching anime! He'd never listen to my problems. And he'd always talk about how hot this Kiyo or Keo or whatever guy was and made me feel so ugly. I felt so neglected."
Random flashback occurs:
"Oh, Zuko!" Aang yells in this really annoying voice that only high-pitched girls use when they're calling their boyfriends.
"What? I'm watching Zatch Bell."
"Oh, but, I was thinking, uh, well…"
"Spit it out you little fruit!"
"Well…" Aang sniffs. "It seems like you always work-out and watch anime…and never spend any time with…with…with…ME!"
Aang sobs hysterically.
"Oh…it's okay Keo…"
Aang gasps. "You do love that cartoon…"
"Anime!"
"Whatever! It could be manga for all I care!"
"Manga is the comic book."
"Zuko…you love that stupid anime more than me! I'm sorry, but I can never see you again!"
"What!"
"Go away…You evil banana!"
"You'll see Aang! You'll come back! Or else…I'll find you!"
Random Flashback ends:
"Wow." Katara says.
"I've never felt such a strange feeling of pity…and indigestion." Sokka says.
"I'm sorry."
"I know!" Aang starts to cry…again.
"Well…it's okay."
"NO! I still love him!" Aang sobs louder.
"Well, he's evil!"
"Sometimes evilness is just thrust upon you." Aang said, regaining his dignity. Well, I shouldn't say that. It was more like he was regaining…never mind.
"Well, I still love him." Katara said.
"Of course you do. You love everything that is a boy and has a pulse. You probably love me, and I'm your brother."
"Fine Sokka. I hate you."
Back at the Fire Nation:
"Can we please leave?" Zuko said impatiently.
"No…not until you tell me." That Commander Dude said.
"I'll never tell you!"
"You must…or you shall never see that again!"
"NOOOOOOOO!"
"Then tell me…where do you work out!"
"No! I'll never tell you how I got my hot six-pack!"
"Fine. Then you shall stay forever with me…and be MINE!"
"NOOOOOO! I don't love you. I love Aang!"
"He dumped you over like 5 years ago. Get over it you little fruit!"
"No…I'll find him!" He sniffs. "We were meant to be!"
"Fine. Then you shall never see him, anime, or a treadmill again!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoOoOoOoO!"
And that is the end of chapter one of my little weirdness story. To the two of you people who are reading this, don't worry…CHAPTER 2 SHALL COME! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
