Disclaimer: obviously I own zip, zero, and zilch within this story.
Hi, im amazing at how many hits I got on my first chapter and story! Thank you world! You feed my self-confidence! Though in retrospect…a little over 150 within hours of publishing is a miniscule amount compared to the number people that are actually out there (only earthlings) and who give a hoot about Avatar. I'm a little rusty on the details so forgive me if I get the context wrong or something like that.
…so keep reading and you might find that this isn't exactly the typical white-picket fence lifestyle that Jake has walked into nor is it an entirely outlandish place!
So review to help me and…ill be writing the second chapter once i get some food...
*peace*
"May I have this dance with you?" I asked Neytiri. She answered me by spinning around into my arms. The dawn watched us dance with zest. "What are our plans for today?" She asked me later that morning. I paused and realized that this whole time I have been focus on Neytiri and the rest of the world had been blurred out. Whoops. So I replied, "Show me Ewya's vast canvas she has painted upon." As we made our way down the tree...some more gauche than others...I got a whiff of something sweet-smelling.
For a split second, I was homesick. I would miss the unique music, the particular technology and above all I would miss skittles. "Netiri! What do Na'vi eat when aching for a small indulgence?" She gazed at me for a moment and replied, "I know just what you need!"
"But too many and the shrelkies will come after you." And with that she began to lope smoothly away.
I hesitated to follow her.
"The what?"