Hello! I'm back! Sorry for my updating (or lack of, anyway). I promised myself I'd finish by this Saturday, and here I am just now finishing it at three AM. Ok, guys, if this chapter is really crappy, just tell me, and I'll rewrite it. I wrote the first part when I was really stressed, and the second part when I was incredubly tired. So if it's the most boring this ever (or is in giberish) just let me know. Oh, and I also take suggestions and critisism. This chapter is dedicated to Zukoxlover, 4V474R, momomel908, The Plaid Hatter, Lady Padfoot21, and kataang412. This chapter is also dedicated to Kristy (who is an actual person), Port, Twist, Tiki, Ian, Zuko, Maifire, my sister, and all of my other avatar/shipping friends. I salute you all!
Disclaimer: No, I'm not Mike and Brian. Go figure.
"So tell us," Kristy said," Which shipping happens?"
"We can't tell you without breaking our contract," Brian said.
"Then avatar would be cancelled," Mike said.
The rooftop was dead silent. Five girls' mouths dropped.
"Wait, what?" the jetarian said.
"That can't happen!" Liz said.
"Sad day," Kristy sulked.
"So wait, we did all of this for nothing?" Amanda said.
"What?" A very confused Mr. Bob asked," Do you all know each other or something? This is utter madness!" If only he knew that it was about to get even more insane.
Someone came running up the stairs. If only poor Mike, Brian, and Bob took these wonderful inventions called stairs. Someone might think," Stairs?! Why the hell would anyone take the stairs when there is an elevator?" Well in this case, I would be asked you why the hell you didn't take the stairs. But, we would not be able to enjoy their sufferings.
The person got up to top floor shouting," Oh my Gosh! Mike and Brian tied to a post!"
"Katie!?" Mr. Bob asked, wondering why his daughter was here, and how she knew the two men tied to a post.
"Oh no, not another one!" Mike complained.
Ok, I guess now I need to describe Katie and give the jetarian a name. Ok, Katie had brown, curly hair, hazel eyes, and is tall. She's around sixteen. The jetarian I shall call Grace. She had dark brown hair and yellow/green/golden eyes that looked like the color you might find on a cat. (Yes, these eyes exist. My mother has them, and they do not look scary. They are pretty, especially when the person is wearing blue or purple, but this is irrelevant.)
"I have so many questions for you guys!" Katie said.
"Don't bother asking," Sarah said," It's against their stupid contract."
"So what now," Amanda asked.
"It's simple," Kristy said," We create a bigger shipping war than the Harry Potter one, and we fight till the last man stands!"
"Deal!" Liz said," I shall be team leader for zutara!"
"And I am team leader for kataang!" Kristy said.
"Now who joins the zutara side?"
"Well," Sarah said," I'm joining my sister!"
"And I'm joining the kataang side!" Amanda said.
So there were two on each side, and two that hadn't decided yet.
"Well, I'm going to join the zutara side," Grace said," I'm an anti-kataanger!"
Katie still hadn't decided.
"What ships do you support?" Liz asked.
"Well," Katie said," Moappa." Dead silence. "Well, and the guru and the fortuneteller."
"Any normal ships?" Amanda asked.
"Not really."
Another silence followed this. Most everyone was thinking over the ship the guru and the fortuneteller. (If anyone can think of a good name, please tell me. I haven't been able to think of one)
"Come to the kataang side. We have cookies!" Kristy said.
"Okay!" Katie said," I'm now officially a kataanger!"
"Woohoo! We converted someone!" Amanda said.
"Wait, they have cookies!?" Grace exclaimed.
"Your already on our side," Sarah said," Too late!"
"Damn it."
Little did they know, two more people would be joining them soon. Two more girls were riding on the elevator as the spoke. Two more souls would be brought into war. Two more lives would be possessed by kataang/ zutara. I could sit here and make up humorously dramatic stuff forever, but I'd rather tell you what happened to our new participants in Lswaaf. (For those who don't remember from the first chapter, it stands for legendary shipping war among avatar fans.)
In the elevator were three teenage girls. Alas, two were Avatar fans. A coincidence that two shipping fans happened to get on an elevator together, happened to be going to the top floor where there were more avatar shippers? I think not! It was fate!
The other teenage girl however, was what us avatar loving, shipping obsessed, totally crazy people call non avatar loving. She was, well normal. What you might call the popular kid at your school. She had light brown hair, blue eyes, red puffy sleeved shirt, skinny jeans, and was currently examining her nails. We'll call her Hannah.
One of the shippers was extremely tall, blonde hair, deep blue eyes that stood out due to her thick eyeliner. She was fairly pale, and her shirt was all black with the blue spirit mask lying beside a stiletto (For those who don't know, Mai's daggers). The caption stated: Forever and Always. Ah, in which a maiko fan has been introduced. I shall call her Lily.
The other one was normal height, brown hair, brown eyes, and had dark skin. She had a shirt on with fire and water twisting together. The caption: True love happens no matter what obstacles. Another zutara fan has joined us for today. She will be known as Georgia.
Now at first, they didn't notice each other's shirts. The security guards however, did, and were already chanting the word fight over and over again, hoping for another video to post on their YouTube channel.
"Ew!" Hannah screamed," Why is there blood on the floor?!" Little did Hannah know, the blood wasn't near as worse as the events about to come. She had gotten on an elevator worse than the tower of terror.
"That's probably not blood," Georgia said," Maybe, it's…tomato juice?"
Lily sniffed it," No, it's blood."
"Ew!" Hannah screamed again.
Then the two avatar fans saw each other's shirts.
"Maiko fan," Georgia stated in disgust."
"Zutarian," Lily said in the same tone of voice.
"How can you even support that ship? I never got Maiko. It's so depressing and boring. Zuko deserves someone better than Mai."
"Mai, for one, is awesome. Number two, it's not that depressing! It's also sweet, slightly corny, and brings out some of dorky Zuko. Everyone loves dorky Zuko!"
"True, dorky Zuko is awesome. But I bet he would be even dorkier if he was dating Katara!"
"No he wouldn't!"
"Katara and Zuko are so much better together. Mai is a boring blob!"
"She is not! And Zuko and Mai balance each other out. One needs more emotion, one needs less. Trust me, Katara needs no more emotion. If she did, avatar would be one big tear fest."
"What are you talking about?" Hannah said, speaking for the first time since she saw the blood on the floor.
"Avatar," Replied the girls, in sync with each other.
"Oh, that stupid kid's show?" she asked.
"Avatar is not stupid! It's a complex show, with an amazing story line, incredible graphics deep characterization, martial arts action, occasional explosion, war, and it's kind of an anime, which just adds to the awesomeness!" Georgia defended.
Now before I go on to Hannah's reply, let's talk about the Y-7 rating of avatar. Now, in avatar, there is teenagers making out, yuri/yoai references, people getting high, slight nudity, people running away from home, kidnapping, child abuse, psychotic seven year olds wishing their uncle could die so their father could take the throne, implied torture, wiping memories, and some more stuff I can't think of at the top of my head. So, why can't they freaking kill Ozai? I mean really! Ok, rant over, back to the story.
"No, it's a Nick show," Hannah said," My four year old little brother watches it. It's stupid."
"Ignore it," Lily said, preventing more blood from being spilled in the elevator," Besides, you obviously don't get some of the awesomeness of avatar because you like zutara."
"That does it! We are settling this somehow, and I don't care how!" Georgia yelled, accidentally pounding her fist into about seven elevator buttons.
Hannah groaned," Good job, loser. Now you're going to make the elevator go slower than it already is going."
This was ignored. "How about we a have chubby bunny competition?" Lily suggested
Silence
"You're kidding, right?" Georgia said.
"Nope, I'm dead serious."
"We don't even have marshmallows."
"For the record," Lily said, pulling a bag out of her purse," I always carry marshmallows. Oh and what's your name? You're playing too."
"I'm not playing some stupid marshmallow game with a bunch of losers!"
"Actually, we aren't the ones backing down from a challenge, so that makes you the loser!" Georgia taunted.
Hannah glared," Fine."
"Ok," Lily said," Rules are: you have to take a marshmallow, put it into your mouth, and say the words: I am a chubby bunny. Failure to say those words, swallowing of marshmallows, or attacking someone results in disqualification. The person who has the most marshmallows in their mouth wins. If Miss Zutara Fan losses, she has to say Maiko rules and zutara sucks. Same goes for me, except vice versa. If what's your name losses, you have to say avatar is the most awesome show ever, while I record it on my phone."
"Ok," Georgia said," Sounds good…wait, attacking people?"
"I've had it happen before."
"How many times have you had a chubby bunny contest?"
"Far too many."
Quick brake from the elevator as we watch the security guards from a camera I have installed from the security room that doesn't record video, but writes down what it sees. Bet you've never seen a camera do that before!
"Wow," the second one said.
"I know," the first one agreed," This is even better than the fist fights!"
"Who do you think will win?"
"Hm, I bet the maiko fan. She seems to have played a lot. I just hope someone spits out marshmallows all over what's her name. That'd be hilarious!"
Returning from the pointless brake, Lily said," What's your name, you're first."
She tossed her a marshmallow, and she repeated the phrase clearly. The contest was just now beginning. Marshmallows were shoved into mouths; the phrase was repeated over and over again, becoming less clear as they got more and more marshmallows.
"I a ubby unny," Georgia said, trying desperately not to lose.
"A-" Hannah managed say, before swallows some marshmallow, the rest going on her shirt.
"Eww," the security guards said in sync.
"Well," the second security guard said," You got what you wished for."
"Ewww!" Hannah screamed, not very pleased with the chewed up, sticky substance on her shirt. (This is starting to really gross me out, so I'm going to stop mentioning the fact that she just spit out marshmallow.)
"Ah!" Lily said, pulling out her camera," Say it!"
"Do I have to?"
"Yeah," Georgia said.
"Fine, avatar is the most awesome show ever."
"Ha!" The two girls said, once again, in sync.
A few more marshmallows later for the two avatar fans (because they pwn all non avatar loving people), the doors of the elevator opened on the rooftop. The three girls walked out, the two girl's cheeks still filled with marshmallows.
"AHHH!" Lily screamed, trying desperately to talk normally," Ike an In!" Her attempt to get the words Mike and Brian out failed miserably.
"Ike and In!" Georgia said, also trying to pronounce to words.
"Oh come on!" Mike screamed.
"Can this get any worse?" Brian asked the universe. Let's see if it likes proving him wrong, and how easy he makes it.
Before I end this chapter, I'm going to do a bulls-eye view of the rooftop. So we have two girls covered in blood, two more girls covered in blood who are holding pencils and poker hands, two girls with marshmallows stuffed in their cheeks, and two who look like they are high on caffeine. All of these girls are screaming Mike and Brian. Then there are two guys tied to a post who the previously listed girls are practically worshipping. Then there's a girl with marshmallows down her front, and one guy who looks so confused he looks like he was taken to Lake Laogai, but the Dai Lee agent had no idea what he was doing and messed up the memory wiping treatment. Strange, huh?
Today's Life lesson: Never have a chubby bunny contest with someone who has them on a regular basis. You will get beat.
Ok, so there it is. Oh, and I don't know why I decided to make them have a chubby bunny contest. I just love those though! If any of you are wondering, yes the whole kataang/cookies thing was based off: Come to the dark side, we have cookies! Yes, I am a kataanger, so I don't know why i didn't put it the otehr way around, but whatever. Please reply, it won't take long, promise! Thanks to all of those who are still reading. I will try to update this story more often.
