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Chapter Three:

"You don't take Fire Nation, Earth Kingdom, or Water Tribe money?!" Sokka asked, his voice filled with exasperation.

"What the heck are you talking about?" the annoying sales-woman said. "I don't know any nation, kingdom, or whatever."

"You don't happen to have any Air Nomad money, do you, Aang?" Sokka said.

"Look people, the only money I take is dollars. Good old fashioned American dollars," the woman said.

"American dollars?" Zuko said. "What kind of currency is that?"

"Aang, this doesn't look good," Katara whispered.

"I know, but I don't know what to do," Aang said. "We don't have any of those dollars she's talking about, but I don't want to steal these clothes from her."

"I don't think there's anything else we can do," Toph said.

"Fine," Aang grumbled. "EVERYONE, RUN!"

"What the-" the woman said, but Team Avatar was already out the door, clothes in hand.

An alarm sounded, and they all froze in confusion.

"What's going on?" Aang yelled over the blaring alarm. "This stuff never happened in our world!"

"Wait, I think I can handle this," Toph said. She grabbed the detectors by the store doors and snapped them in half, silencing the alarm.

"No, wait, Toph!" Aang said. "I don't think we should bend here."

"Too late, Aang, let's leave now," Toph said, taking off towards the alleyway they had come from. The others followed her.

"I'm going to call 9-1-1!" the sales-lady shouted.

"What's 9-1-1?" Katara said, just as a siren sounded from down the street. White vehicles with "POLICE" painted on the sides sped down the road, straight for them.

"I think 9-1-1 means police, so we should really think about leaving now," Zuko said.

"I'll slow them down," Toph said, bending the rock in the road to form a wall in front of the police cars. "Now let's get out of here!"

The six teenagers finally made it back to the alley.

"Well, we have clothes," Sokka said. "But what about food?"

"I don't think it's a good idea to go out right now," Katara said. "Those policemen are probably still looking for us."

A police car drove by a few seconds later, siren blaring, as if it were trying to help Katara prove her point.

"But I need meat," Sokka said.

"Right now, the most important thing is coming up with a plan," Aang said. "And getting a few things straight. First of all, try not to bend. It seems like no one bends here, so we should try to keep a low profile and not attract any attention by bending."

"Oh no," Sokka said sarcastically. "However will I get by without bending? How terrible."

"Quiet, Sokka," Katara snapped.

"Toph, what you did back there was great and it probably saved us from the police," Aang continued, "but in the future, just try not to bend, okay?"

"You got it, Twinkletoes," Toph said.

"Second, I have no idea where we are, but I'm pretty sure we aren't in any of the four nations," Aang said.

"Wait, what do you mean, we aren't in any of the four nations?" Suki asked.

"Does this mean," Sokka's eyes got huge as he said, "we're in a whole different world? In a whole different universe? Have we traveled between dimensions?"

"Calm down, Sokka," Suki said, giving her boyfriend a pat on the shoulder.

"I really have no idea what this means, but I think that the only way we'll be able to go back is if we go back through the Spirit World," Aang said.

"So start meditating!" Sokka shouted. "Get us there!"

"Okay, okay," Aang said, getting into the lotus position and closing his eyes.

The others watched him in complete silence, not wanting to interrupt him and destroy their chances of getting back to their world.

After a few minutes, Aang opened his eyes and shook his head. "It's too loud here," he said. "I can't concentrate enough to make a connection to the Spirit world."

"Nooooo," Sokka said, flailing his arms and collapsing on the ground. "Then could we at least get some food to last us until we can find a quieter place for Aang to meditate? Preferably, meat?"

"I agree with Sokka," Toph said. "But we shouldn't all go."

"As much as I hate the idea of splitting up, Toph's right," Katara said. "We'd be too noticeable if we all went together, and if the police are still looking for us, they'll have our descriptions."

"So, who looks relatively average out of all of us?" Toph asked.

"Well, Zuko has that scar and Aang has his Airbending Tattoes, so they probably shouldn't go," Suki said.

"Suki, you're pretty normal looking," Zuko said.

"Are you kidding?" Sokka yelled. "Suki's way to gorgeous to be normal looking! The police would know it was her because of her good looks!"

"That's really sweet, Sokka... in a kind of awkward way," Suki blushed. "But I'm actually one of the more normal looking ones in this group, like Zuko said."

"Believe what you want," Sokka mumbled.

"How about Sokka, Suki, and I will go?" Katara said. "Sokka can take out his ponytail and Suki and I can change our hairstyles. We can also use some of the clothes we bought to camouflage ourselves."

"You mean the clothes we stole," Zuko said.

"Yeah..." Katara said.

"And we'll probably be stealing the food, too," Zuko said.

"Do you have a problem with stealing now?" Katara asked. "It's not like you haven't stolen anything before."

"No, it's not like that," Zuko said.

"I think Suki and I should be the only ones to go," Sokka said quickly. Like everyone else he could feel the tension between Katara and Zuko and wanted to change the subject.

"Why is that, Sokka?" Katara said. "Don't think I can handle it?"

"No, it's just that a couple blends in better than a threesome. No one looks twice at two people, but three people is kind of strange. You know, 'two's a couple, three's a crowd,'" Sokka explained, quoting the saying.

"That does make sense," Aang said.

"I bet be just wants some alone time with Suki," Toph smirked.

"Nah, he'll be too excited about the food," Suki said, smiling too.

"Well, it's settled. Sokka and Suki will go get the food, and we'll wait here," Aang said. "You should probably change into the clothes we got."

"Oh yeah," Sokka said. "Um... where should we change?"

"Don't worry," Toph said, making two stalls out of the rock in the alleyway. "Change there."

Sokka emerged from the stone changing room dressed in a hoodie and jeans. Suki took a little longer, but came out wearing skinny jeans and a long sleeve shirt. Sokka then took out his ponytail and gave the rubber band to Katara, who braided Suki's hair.

By this time, night was starting to fall. Fortunately for Sokka and Suki, it meant better cover.

"You guys look very normal," Zuko said.

"Yeah, just don't spaz, Sokka, or you'll draw attention to yourself," Katara said.

The two started to walk away, towards the road.

"Don't get lost!" Aang called after them.

"They'll be fine, Aang," Katara said. "Sokka's good at directions."

"Okay, here's the plan," Sokka said to Suki. They were standing outside of a 7-eleven on a slightly busy sidewalk. "You're going to walk in and distract the cashier while I swipe some random food items from the shelves in there."

"What do I say?" Suki said. "I can't think of anything."

"His name, favorite color, favorite food, how he feels about the political system," Sokka said. "Just make it so he doesn't see me. Once I walk out the door, you can leave. Oooh, the weather is another good topic."

"But won't it be suspicious that I'm not buying anything? I don't think many people go to stores just to make conversation," Suki said.

"Just pretend-" Sokka started to say. He glanced over to where an old lady was staring skeptically at them. Sokka turned Suki so that they were facing away from the old woman. He didn't want any nosy grandmas listening in. He'd had enough experience with Gran-gran to know that old ladies were not as helpless as they seemed. "Just pretend that you were looking for something but they didn't have it."

"Okay," Suki said, frowning. "You think it'll work?"

"Suki, I know it'll work," Sokka said, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Calm down, you'll do great!"

"Alright," she said nervously. Then she walked into the 7-eleven. "Hi!" she said, smiling at the cashier. She glanced around the store, so it would be believable that she was actually looking for something. "What's your name?"

"Allen," the cashier grumbled. "Says so on my name-tag."

"So, Allen," Suki said. "What's your favorite color?"

"Black," he said.

Suki saw Sokka entering the store out of the corner of her eye.

"I hate orange though," Allen said. "That's why I don't like working here. Everything's orange."

"Oh, that's too bad," Suki said.

"I need the money though, so I ignore the color," Allen said.

Suki realized this was an opportunity to find a job so that the group could have money to buy things instead of stealing everything. "Are you hiring?" she asked.

"Yeah, I guess," Allen said. "I could use some help around here."

"Maybe I'll come and work here," Suki said.

Sokka didn't like the way the conversation was going. What did Suki think she was doing? They didn't need jobs. They just needed to stay hidden until they could get back to the Spirit World, and eventually, their own world.

But that didn't matter as much as getting some food for Team Avatar. The SlimJims looked kind of like seal jerky, so he stuffed a few of those in his jacket for Katara and him to share. Then a colorful pack of gum, whatever that was. He grabbed a bag of dried fruit, but the bag crinkled loudly, making Sokka jump back in fright. How could snacks be so loud in this world? He carefully slipped the bag of fruit into his sweater, along with some chips, Goldfish - he'd never tried that species before, but fish was fish - and granola bars.

He opened a clear glass door to get some water and was shocked when a blast of cold air hit his face. This place certainly had some cool technology. He grabbed a few bottles of water and put them in his sweatshirt and winced as the cold flasks hit his stomach.

Sokka looked down at himself and realized, to his dismay, that he looked like a lumpy, fat man. How would he make it out without the salesman noticing him? Nobody spontaneously gained twenty pounds in the space of two minutes.

He peeked around the shelf and saw the man showing Suki how to empty the slushee machine. Thankfully, his back was turned.

Holding his pouch of food as carefully and quietly as he could, Sokka tiptoed out of the store.

Suki almost squealed with delight when Sokka made it out of the store, but caught herself just in time.

Now it was time for her getaway.

She made sure Allen saw her check the clock on the wall, and said, "This was great, Allen, and I'd love to work here, but, um, my mom is expecting me and I don't want to keep her waiting. She's pretty strict."

"I understand," Allen grumbled. "Come back when you're ready to work, or if you just need a snack."

"Thanks," Suki smiled. It was too bad she was stealing from him. He seemed like a genuinely nice guy. She walked out of the store, waved, and then walked down the street where she found Sokka trying to keep all of the food packets in his hoodie. It was dusk, so he just looked like a fat man in a sweater.

"Nice job," Suki said. "You look like you ate a platypus-bear."

"You were amazing," Sokka said, smiling. "Maybe you should take up acting once we get back."

"And perform with those Ember Island Players? No way," Suki laughed. Besides, I love being a Kyoshi warrior too much."

"Okay, whatever you say," Sokka said. "Anyway, if you were acting, then I'd never get to see you."

They made their way back to the alleyway, where the other four members of their group were waiting. They were gathered around a fire that Zuko had made after gathering some scraps.

"Took you long enough," Toph said. "I'm starving."

"What'd you get, Sokka?" Aang asked.

"And don't give us that 'meat of friendship and fatherhood' stuff, because Suki's already here, and I will kill you if you somehow managed to bring dad along," Katara said.

"No, we got real food this time," Suki said.

"See for yourselves," Sokka said, lifting up his sweater and letting the food and water spill out into the alleyway.

"Whoa, you got tons of stuff," Aang said, opening up the dried fruit and popping a few berries into his mouth.

"Are these real fish?" Katara asked, picking up the bag of Goldfish. "They look kind of like crackers from what I see."

"Open it and find out," Sokka said. "I have no idea, I just picked some random stuff up."

The Goldfish turned out to be cheese flavored crackers, and Sokka was a little disappointed. But at least he had the SlimJims, which he started to eat.

Everyone got a portion of the food, but they decided to leave the gum for later, seeing as they had absolutely no clue as to what it was.

"Zuko, you want some?" Aang asked, realizing his friend wasn't eating anything.

"No..." Zuko said. "I'm not hungry."

Aang knew Zuko wasn't telling him the truth, but he knew that prying wouldn't help. "Okay, but if you get hungry later, just say something," he said. "I'll save some food you, just in case."

"Thanks, Aang, but I don't think I'll need it," Zuko mumbled. He knew he was hungry, but he just couldn't bring himself to take the food. He'd stoten so many things in the past, and his uncle had never been too happy. Zuko could picture what Iroh's expression would be if he ate the food: a look of pure disappointment. And he had disappointed his uncle too many times. He moved away from the group, lay down, and closed his eyes. What he needed right now was sleep.