KNOW YOUR STARS -- AVATAR STYLE
Ziggy's Corner: Believe it or not, this is my twelfth avatar story. I have others on my computer, but my sister can not update aol on it. Those stories will be submitted in May.
AANG
Know your stars, know your stars, know your stars. Avatar Aang. He's been frozen in ice for one hundred years.
"Well yes, that's true," Aang said with a smile. "I froze myself when Appa and I went into the ocean."
Avatar Aang, Avatar Aang, Avatar Aang, he has a crush on American Blueberry Pie!
"What the heck!" Aang looked around and scratched his head. "No I don't. How can you have a crush on pie! And what's an American?"
Avatar Aang, Avatar Aang, Avatar Aang. He once put a stick of dynamite in his pants and called it macaroni.
"Okay you're not feeling very well," the boy said. "I don't put dynamite in my pants."
Yes you do!
"NO I DO NOT!" He cried, jumping off of the chair.
Then why are your pants so baggy?
"My pants aren't baggy!" Aang growled. He looked at them and blushed as he looked around in the studio. "Whose in charge here?"
Avatar Aang, Avatar Aang, Avatar Aang, he once punched a little girl in the face for putting mud on her face.
"Okay, you're getting out of LINE! Why would I punch a girl in the face for putting mud on her own face?"
"Aang you've got to calm down," Katara said off camera.
Avatar Aang, he hears voices in his head.
"You're insane, aren't you?" the boy snapped.
Don't chance the subject.
"I'm not!" Aang howled.
Now you know Avatar Aang. A one hundred and twelve year old man, who is in love with American Blueberry Pie, puts sticks of dynamite in her pants, hits little girls in their faces because they have mud on them and hears voices!
"They don't know anything about me," Aang screeched. "The only thing you got right was my age! Whose in there? Hello? Hello! They don't know anything about me!"
The camera pulls away as Aang looks to the ceiling, frustration as the disembodied voice just laughed, and laughed, and laughed.