This is a silly story for well anyone who wants to reed it have fun reading it
The Sock
By. Darkwolff
Back about a few 50 years before Aang froze himself in a storm in the middle of nowhere. There was a mountain with flying monks training their younger ones.
It all started on a night with peace in the air and the lemurs were busy at work eating their bug cakes. When the monks were arguing of when the young Aang will leave and master the four elements water, air, earth and fire.
A certain monk named Gyatso who went to the sleeping ground for the flying bison, to see his buddy. It was cold that nights were Gyatso wore socks up to his knees to keep the cold out. When he got there it was quiet. Only one bison was awake his name was Appa.
"Are you awake my friend"? Gyatso Asked
Appa gave a light growl so did his tummy.
" Oh I see you are hungry… Well I can fix that… I'll be right back" he left to get Appa Something to eat. Appa couldn't refuse his offer. The old monk was taking his time when he made Appa sallied.
"Here you go"
Appa ate fast for he wanted to fly with his friend. He was done in three minutes.
"Are you ready to go know" he said with a smile
Appa got on four legs and clapped his four paws that were not on the soft dirt.
"OK let's go but this time let us be back before sunrise… OK"
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When they got back it was when the four nations seamed at peace. Gyatso Got off Appa's back and his sock slid off. They looked everywhere. They did not see it or find it. No one knows were it is know