Hi! I'm back with chapter 2! Ok, thanks to all teh awesome reviews I got. Lets see how many we can get this time! I am dedicating this chapter to ell25, SamHandwich, WriterG08, Toph94, Fuunamine, and Totally CRAZY and Hyper. Thanks guys! I also dedicate this to my avatar friends and those who I argued and sided with on shippings. I salute you!

Disclaimer: *Insert funny, sarcastic, Sokka-like, thing for saying that I don't own avatar that will make you like like a high chimpmunk*

Our story continues with a new set of people in the infamous, slow elevator. Three new people were waiting for what seemed like an eternity, until the elevator shaft finally opened, and the three, relieved, got inside.

Two elevator buttons were pressed: the very top and second to top.

Now, the first person was in fact female. She had long blonde hair, green eyes, and was about fifteen or so (she looked older than her actual age, so make of that what you will). She was wearing a shirt with a large, golden fan across the front and a sword behind it, both weapons making an X formation. The caption stated: Love at first battle. Ah, a Sukka fan (pun intended).

The next was also female. She had brown hair, hazel eyes, a wide smile, and was about sixteen. Her shirt had an earth insignia and a water insignia surrounded by a heart. This could be taken for many things, but I am going to assume Tokka, since a Sukka fan probably wasn't going to fight with Katara/Haru fan. I guess, like how many licks it takes to get to the center of a tootsie pop, the world may never know.

Just like our first two shippers, they didn't look insane, but were both completely obsessed with avatar shippings (They rock)!

Oh, silly me; I forgot to introduce the third person. Well, he was what we females call male. He was a middle aged man whose hair was receding. He probably had a wife and kids, and a decent job in an office somewhere. In short, he had no idea what avatar was, that shippings weren't just packages you got in the mail, and that his daughter Katie was secretly in love with the show. He was perfectly sane, thank you very much. Of course, we all know there's no fun in that.

I guess it's about time I gave them all names, too. We can't just call them shipper 1, shipper 2, and un-avatar obsessed middle aged man with very little hair left, can we? The sukka fan shall be called Sarah. The tokka fan shall be called Amanda. The other guy shall be called Mr. Bob, or Bob for short.

'Why is there blood on the floor?" Mr. Bob exclaimed, both slightly frightened and repulsed.

The girls neither minded nor were disturbed by that fact. You see, Sarah was also Twilight obsessed and she thought she was a vampire, so she wasn't bothered by blood. Amanda just thought blood was awesome. Besides, something else had caught both of their attentions: each other's shirts.

"You're a sukka fan?" Amanda asked, scowling.

"You're a KaToph fan?" Sarah asked.

"NO! I knew I shouldn't have bought this shirt. I am a Tokka fan!"

I for one like the pairing KaToph, but only in certain fanfiction. Of the yuri ships, Ty Zula is by far my favorite, though. Sarah is not a yuri fan. Or yoai, for that matter. Just a random thought for character development, if you wish (or don't, for that matter) to know it.

"Oh, Tokka" Sarah said, now also scowling," Their age difference should be illegal. Sokka's almost an adult."

"It's only three years, big deal. By the way, Suki is such a horrible person. I wrote a Suki deathfic once with just a bunch on one-shots were Suki was killed, just so I could read about her dying over and over again."

"Suki is awesome! Oh, and FYI, Sukka already happened. I bet you're a kataanger, too. Because only a tokka fan could be stupid enough to like that ship!"

"Yeah!? Well guess what, things would have to change for zutara to happen! So Tokka has just as much of a chance! Oh, and FYI, I AM A KATAANGER!"

"Tokka will die!"

Next thing Sarah knew, she was pinned against the elevator wall.

"You take that back," Amanda said in a slow deadly voice.

Now let's pause a moment and talk about Bob. Poor man, is all I can say about him. Two crazy teenagers are on an elevator with him, he finds blood on the floor, the said crazy teenagers are screaming words he can't understand, like Tokka and Suki, and they somehow seem to know each other. Then they start fighting. It must be hard for him.

Now let's pause another moment. Time to see what our favorite security guards are doing! Well, they were sad when the kataanger and the zutarian left the elevator. Their only entertainment was gone. Then their moods shot right back up with Sarah and Amanda entered. They were rolling around on the floor laughing their heads off, especially at Mr. Bob's expression or terror.

"What in blazes are you all do'in?" the head security guard said as he walked into the room. Security guard 1# rewound the tape to Kristy and Liz. As they watched it again, they laughed until their lungs felt as if they would explode and their side ached as if Appa had kicked them. The head security guard just stood there with an eye brow raised.

"You all are put' in this here tape on YouTube, right?"

They nodded, trying to catch their breath.

"Al' right, carry on with yer business" the head security guard said walking out of the room.

Right, now back to the shippers.

"I will never take it back!" Sarah said. This was greeted by Amanda punching her in the face. Sarah shoved Amanda of her.

"I can see you are just as crazy as my sister," Sarah said," She will get into a fist fight over something small. Unfortunately for you, I'm also like my crazy sister."

"I prefer to think of myself like my friend," Amanda replied," Who will fight over avatar!"

"Wait!" Bob said," I have no idea what you are fighting about, but stop! This is not the way to settle this! Especially in an elevator! The security people have cameras in here and they will stop this!"

What poor Bob didn't know was that the only thing the security guards were going to was make them famous by putting them on YouTube. The video would probably get no less than a million views. Someone was probably going to give them the nickname: The shippers who make our world interesting. Bob was just going to have to live with the fighting.

"Shut up!" Both girls yelled, and then the fight started. Sarah pinned Amanda, but Amanda kicked her to the other side of the elevator. Sarah got back at her by kicking her to the other side of the elevator when she approached her. Sarah went to punch Amanda, but Amanda ducked and the punch hit Bob. Back in the security room, the guards were chanting," Fight! Fight! Fight!" Amanda tackled Sarah, who got up and talked her. The fight really was getting anywhere. It was like one big wrestling match, and Bob was trying his best to avoid it. Blood was flying everywhere, adding to the already dried blood on the floor.

"This isn't getting anywhere," Sarah said.

"Right," Amanda said," There's only one way to settle this."

"Fan-Art-A-Thon!" they both screamed. Sarah took three sheets of paper and three pencils and handed them to everyone.

"What is this? What is happening?"

"It's a Fan-Art-A-Thon!" Amanda exclaimed," Draw shipping art. The rules are: Must be a PG rating, you cannot sabotage another person's art, and only one ship allowed! Go!"

"I can't-what? This is madness. No-" Mr. Bob said before the two girls screamed," JUST DRAW!"

So pencils started furiously scribbling on paper. Looks of concentration were plastered on the two girls' faces, and a look of fear was plastered on Mr. Bob's.

"So," Amanda said," Why are you here?"

"My sister," Sarah replied," She calls at 9:00 at night, asking me to drive thirty minutes away from our house, yelling something about the best thing ever. For all I know, she found a penny on the ground."

"Same thing, except me with my friend. I'd say she was crazy, but I'm just as crazy as her."

For those of you who haven't put all the pieces together yet. Sarah is Liz's, the zutarian, sister. Amanda is Kristy's, the kataanger, friend. Or that's what I assume anyway, I may be jumping to conclusions to early. But, I am normally right in my stories for some bizarre reason. Go figure.

So when the pictures were done, Sarah presented hers first. It was a picture of Sokka and Suki kissing by a camp fire, a furious Toph in the background. Amanda's was of Toph and Sokka kissing during the battle, a dead Suki in the background. She actually put some blood on Suki to make it look more real. Mr. Bob, who didn't know what REAL shippings were, drew a package. Both of their pictures were good.

"It's a tie," Amanda said.

"So we'll just have a tie breaker round." Sarah said.

"BLACKJACK TIME!" they both screamed. Amanda got some cards out and gave them to Bob.

"Your dealer," she said.

"But, I, no, you, I, crazy, can't-"

"BE THE DEALER!" they screamed.

"Ok, ok, don't hurt me."

So they played and played, but it was a tie. The final round of the game would tell all. Thankfully for Bob, it was his time to get off.

"Well, sorry," Bob said," Got to get off now!"

"No!" Amanda said," We have to finish the game!" Amanda blocked the exit while Sarah hit the door close button repeatedly. The door shut without Bob getting off.

"Yes!" Sarah screamed. They sat down to finish as Bob groaned. Right before the cards were shown, the elevator door opened on the roof, where they saw, Liz, Kristy, and two people tied to a post.

"MIKE AND BRIAN!" the two girls screamed, running over there.

"What the-" Bob said.

"OH MY GOSH!" Amanda screamed," IT'S MIKE AND BRIAN TIED TO A POST!!!"

"Wait, why are they tied to a post?" Sarah asked.

"To question them on the final shippings!" Liz answered.

"OH MY GOSH!" Sarah screamed.

"So tell us," Kristy said," Kataang, or Zutara?"

So there it is! Thanks guys, even if you aren't going to review, for taking the time to read my story, but please review :-). Chapter three is on the way!