"We're all here Journey,"said Mello just after Matt showed up. "I think we're all supposed to be connected somehow, lets all touch the DS," said Near. Even though it was a suggestion from Near, Mello touched the DS with everyone else.
"Matt, tap the DS," said Mello. And whoosh we were swept into darkness.
I felt the darkness until I opened my eyes. I saw a bunch of sand, Matt and Mello sitting up, groaning and Near was still on the ground, passed out. I lifted him on my back and looked around. "Where are we?" I asked Matt. "Beats the living heck out of me," he said getting out a cigarette.
"Are you refugees too?" asked a woman holding a baby. "Yes, my friends and I lost our parents, would you know where to go," I asked innocently. "My husband and I are on our way to Ba Sing Se, you can join us." said the woman. I smiled. "We appreciate it greatly," I said nicely. Mello and Matt followed my lead as we went with the woman and her husband.
"Wow," said Near when we reached a train station that lead to Ba Sing Se. "How long have you been awake?" I asked kind of irritated. "Ever since you put me on your back," he said. "Then why didn't you tell me?" I asked putting him down. "You're back is comfortable," he said. Matt and Mello snickered. I glared at them and they shut their mouths.
I think I could do this peacemaker deal.
"On your way to Ba Sing Se?" asked an old man who was sitting next to Near. "Yup," said Near, innocently. He makes it look so easy. "What's your story?" he asked. I looked back at Matt, the one who I relied on and he was just puffing smoke. "We were separated from our parents during a Fire Nation raid. We are few of the only survivors," said Mello.
I think we all looked at him in surprise. Mello always said the wrong thing at the right times. What the hell possessed him to say that?
"I'm sorry about that." said the man. "My nephew and I are refugees as well," he said gesturing to the guy next to him. Matt sat next to Near and Mello sat next to him. I eyed them all and hesitantly sat by Mello.
"How would you know what to say?" I asked him. He shrugged "I didn't think," he whispered. "For once that was helpful," I muttered. He elbowed me. "What do you think about L though? Why are we here, he'd said we needed to find something." he asked. I shrugged, "Matt, open up Pictochat." I told him. "Now's not a good idea," he said.
"What's not a good idea?" asked the guy with the old man. "To buy the tea. It's disgusting," I said. He glared at me and sat back down. "I thought we were suspicious," said Matt. I smacked him upside the head. "Um, ow? Aren't you a great peacemaker!" snapped Matt.
For such smart kids, we could be enormous idiots.
We sat on the train, and tried our hardest to avoid people. But that was literally impossible. I was getting claustrophobic just looking at all the people sitting down. "Maybe Ba Sing Se isn't the place to go..." said Mello. Matt's cigarette fell out of his mouth, "Where's Near?" he asked. "Black Jesus," I cursed and we split up in search of the white haired boy (Mello just sat on the train "in case he came back").
"Journey?" said the oh-so innocent voice. I turned, and there he was. "Where were you?" I demanded. "Swept in a crowd," he said. I rolled my eyes and put him on my back.
I bet you five bucks that was his plan all along.
We got on the train just before it took off, but the problem is, Matt and Mello were nowhere in sight. "I really hope my back is as comfortable as you make it out to be," I grumbled.
