Here is another cracked up Avatar story that I wrote randomly at 2AM. (I write weird stuff at 2AM)
This Fan Fic that was inspired by a conversation I had with a friend on facebook. We were talking about how I always seem to have arguments with my self, and that I need help, and somehow I got this image in my mind. The story is told from the view point of me having a vision, and this is exactly what I saw, so that is why it's written in such a vague way.
Sorry about it's crappy, cheese quality. It was 2AM. I was tired.
I'm walking down a long, carpeted hallway, with the muffled sounds of women speaking, phones ringing, and the fast-paced steps of people walking hurriedly in the background sound. The hall I'm walking in has the walls and carpet a matching greyish-blue tone, and the familiar scent of paper, ink, and plastic wood. I'm obviously in a office building.
I keep walking, and on the last door on the right side of the hallway, there is a glass panel on the door, with the words printed on it in black ink, "Dr. Wang Fire. Psychiatrist."
I enter the room, and there on a seat is a young man (Sokka), lounging around, his feet up and staring into his reflection of a metal boomerang, which was clearly polished and sharpened very recently.
To gain his attention, I cleared my throat. The man turned around, and revealed his face. He was a very attractive person, for sure. Beautiful Azure eyes, copper skin, and definitive eyebrows. His brown hair was pulled into a neat top-knot, but there was one feature of the man that was quite, unusual. His beard was strangely stiff and off colored, as if it were fake. But why would a psychiatrist be wearing a fake beard?
"Oh hello there! Ah! Come in, and do sit down, yes, do sit down!" He said, indicating the long seat. I lied down, and stared up at the ceiling fan above, while the man gathered up his items clumsily, dropping a clipboard or a pencil every few second, then he sat behind me.
"Okay. What seems to be the matter with you today?"
"Well, i've been arguing with myself a lot lately."
"Hmm.. I see. And how does that make you feel?" He asked.
"Well, it worries me. I mean, do you see other people arguing with themselves all the time a lot? Its strange." I implied.
"Hmm... I see.. I see. And how does that make you feel?"
I raised my eyebrow at his repeated remark, then answered "It makes me feel different."
"Different. I see. How does that make you feel?"
2 HOURS LATER
"So you lost your pet turtle at the zoo after you dropped him into a whale tank, and the whale shot him out of the water, and he ended up landing in a popcorn venders hat. Mmmm... sad. And how does that make you feel?"
"THATS IT! IVE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS CHEESE! I'M OUTTA HERE!" I screamed at Wang fire, irritated greatly by his nonsense repetition, and stormed out of the room angrily. I heard hi shout from behind me, "Don't forget to pay up front!"
Well, there ya go! Review and tell me if you like it, and look forward to more Avatar cracked up stories, because I love writing at 2Am. And also, I'm having a website starting up soon for my fanfiction, and after it's complete and I've posted my first story, I'll copy a link to it on my profile page. Looking forward to it's completion!
Well, have a awesomely awesome day that is un-cheesified! Byers!
