With Jet:
"Hey Smellerbee…" Jet said, taking his signature piece of grass out of his mouth.
"Hmm?" The young girl replied.
"I hate Dai Li…"
"Don't we all?"
The group had left Ba Sing Se. Jet was alive due to the fact that after walking away, Katara remembered about the water from the north pole that Master Pakku gave her, and quickly returned to Jet to heal him sufficiently enough so that he was able to make his way out of the cave with the group (leaning heavily on Smellerbee and Longshot the whole time.).
Jet, Smellerbee and Longshot had been living in a camp just on the outskirts of Ba Sing Se for a few weeks now.
"Hey, where's Longshot?" Jet asked, shifting his position a little to get more comfortable against the tree he was leaning against. He winced slightly as his injuries were not fully healed yet (Katara's not THAT good!) and rubbed his ribs tenderly.
"Out looking for food…" She noticed him wince. "Bandages too tight?" She asked, concerned. Jet was indeed fully covered in bandages; he had abandoned his armor as his whole upper body needed to be covered in the white material.
"Nah, I'm okay."
A few minutes passed in silence…
Hiccup
"What the?!" Jet looked up, startled by the sudden noise.
"Sorry Jet-hiccup- I –hiccup- can't –hiccup- STOP! –hiccup hiccup-" Smellerbee squeaked, covering her mouth with her hand.
"Hahahahahahahahaha!" Jet laughed
"Hey! –hiccup-"
"HAHAHAHA -OW!- What the?!" His once happy face turned to one of someone in an extreme amount of pain. "My ribs!"
"Aww, did little Jet-Jet get hurt? Maybe little Jetty-poo laughed a weee bit too hard." Smellerbee asked in a mocking baby voice.
Jet merely gave her his patented Jet Death Glare.
"Aww, I feel sorry for you, I really do, but this is just too good a chance too pass up, so HAHA!" Smellerbee taunted
"Cruel…anyway what happened to your hiccups?"
"I guess they're gone…."
"Ri-i-i-i-i-ght…" Jet said, still writhing on the ground in pain.
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With Zuko…
"Uncle what's that in the sky?" The Banished Prince exclaimed
"I think it's the Avatar's flying bison…" The retired General observed, holding his hand over his eyes as he squinted in the direction his anger management challenged nephew pointed to.
"Yes! Now I can capture him and restore my honor!" The Boy jumped in the air.
"Prince Zuko, you cannot restore your honor after that giant bunny costume incident from last year."
"I thought we agreed not to talk about that!" Zuko blushed.
"AHOY!!!" Aang shouted as they neared Zuko and his tee-loving Uncle.
"Greetings Avatar, what brings you here?" Iroh inquired
"I dunno, the old author thought it would be a good idea." The Avatar shrugged, leaping down from his magical flying bison.
"Plus we wanted some tea." Toph said, speaking for the first time in the entire fanfic.
"Good tea is something worth traveling the world for." Iroh agreed, him and Toph thus engaged in a heated discussion of whether Jasmine tea was better than Ginseng.
"Sooo…Now what?" Sokka asked, hours later. They were now in Zuko and Iroh Apartment, watching Iroh and Toph's game of Pai Sho.
"I have no Idea…" Katara mumbled.
"Hey, where'd Aang go?" Sokka asked, noticing that the Avatar and worlds last hope was missing.
"Who cares?" Katara said with a shrug. She turned back to the Pai Sho game.
"Wanna go look for him angry boy?" Sokka asked Zuko.
"Eh, I've been looking for the Avatar for the past 3 years so why not?" The two boys left the room.