Sokka's Best Unlucky Day CH 3

Disclaimer: I do not now, nor have I ever, owned Avatar the Last Airbender or its characters. But I am glad it was made.

CH 3: Apprentices Zuko & Aang. "Hide me sis'!"

Students and teachers alike throughout the school were shaken from their activities as the intercom system's bell chimed.

"Attention all students, Attention all students. This is your Student Body President Gekko Yue…" came the announcement.

"As a prelude to the school festival next week we are sponsoring a special event today." The student president said cheerfully. "The prize for the event is full funding for the club or class that wins the game."

Cries and cheers could be heard all around the school.

"Full funding?"

"Seriously?"

"Awesome!"

"What's the game? What's the game?"

Yue continued "…With the help of an 'energetic' student. The contest is a simple game of 'capture the flag', however what makes this game more unique and challenging is that the 'flag' is a fellow student. The club or class that captures the student and brings him to the student council room first is the winner."

"For real?"

"Haha…that's a good one."

"Wonder who the 'flag' is?"

"don't care our club could use the money."

"…And the student that volunteered for this event is 2nd year Hyouzen Sokka!"

A large number of girls were giving surprised and excited cries of Sokka's name, while some of the guys…

"Who?"

"Isn't that the guy with the pony tail that made peanut butter blow up in Mechanist-sensei class last month?"

"Wait, the same guy that tried to get out of a test by having an octopus grab his face and called it 'penta-poks' Or something?"

"Why do I have the odd desire to pound him into the ground…strange."

Azula and Suki stood beside Yue in the student council room amazed and amused at the plan the seemingly innocent Yue was hatching. Yue still with her sweet tone continued her announcement, "When I give the signal the game will begin. Now remember Hyouzen-kun will try everything to not get caught, even lying about his involvement in the game so be careful he doesn't trick you. You may try anyway to capture the 'flag' but please take care not to hurt him, especially his hands, bad."

Again an odd number of females agreed with a salute to the speaker box, some even brandishing tools for capture out of no where.

"Did she say something about hands?"

"Nahh your just hearing things."

"Why do all the girls look so into this? And where did they get that rope from?"

Yue rose from her seat and leaned into the mic and declared, "…Well then as your student Body President I declare this game…START!"

"OWHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" came the roar throughout the campus as students started to run into the halls all for the purpose of capturing one poor student.

However there was one student that was still lying on their desk as if trying to sleep. "hwaaa, what has that baka gotten himself into now?" the student said with a sigh. "Better go check."

Sokka was panting in the hallway trying to recover from is dead sprint from the council room, when the gong went off so to speak.

"Oh come on," he cried out in exasperation. "can't a guy get a break?"

"Hey there he is!"

'Guess not.' Soon a group of students began their chase of our misfortunate young man.

"You gotta believe me, This is a setup!" Sokka yelled to the crowd behind him.

"Gonna have to do better than that Hyouzen."

"Yeah, Kaichou already warned us of your tricks."

Sokka groaned aloud. How was he going to get out of this one now that the whole school was after him? He saw ahead of him a new hallway and dashed to the right and behind the hallway door, letting the crowd run past him down the hall. He then made a break in the opposite direction, but was quickly stopped when he came upon a group of guys in baseball uniforms and equipment standing in his way.

"Hyouzen Sokka, We of the Baseball club will take you in and make a homerun for that full funding!" declared a tall student as he swung a bat back and fourth enthusiastically. The group behind him cheering their baseball gloves held high.

"Sorry guys but I am going to have to take a base…like maybe all the way to my house." Sokka half joked half serious.

"Strike him out guys!" And Sokka ran for it meeting more and more groups after his bounty.

One group came out while flashing cameras. "The Photography club will capture you in an artistic black and white action shots as we collect the bonus funding."

"How about a shot of my back getting further away!"

The next group wore lab coats and some had beakers of strange colored liquids. "It is a fact that the Science Research Club will ascertain the prize."

"How about this fact, 'an object (me) in motion stays in motion'."

And it continues with the next one, a group of girls in kimonos. "Hyouzen-sama the women's tea ceremony club will protect you hurry." Called a girl in a light red kimono in the middle.

However Sokka sweat dropped when he saw one of them. "Umm whats the giant net for?"

"hehe…ahh, we like to use big tea leafs?"

"ok…Hold the tea I will take the 'leaves'."

A large crowd now stood in his direct path blocking the hallway completely, "Hyouzen-kun, the Anime and Manga Research club will capture you for the glory of otaku and funding!"

"Hey is that a tsundere-loli-maid wearing cat ears outside." Sokka shouted pointing to the left.

"Where!" and the path was clear again.

Further down a young man wearing glasses stood with his head slightly down and one finger holding his forehead.

"hmp-hmp-hmp, Hyouzen-kun the Chess club will…" and Sokka just dashes by.

"Sorry I don't know any good chess puns so I will check you later."

'Please let me just'

"Prepare to be seized by…"

'Wahhhhhhhhhhh' Sokka cried.

-20 minutes later.-

"How (pant) many clubs (pant) and classes does this school have (pant)?" Sokka cried as he continued to run and evade clubs and classes all after his head. He didn't dare look back to count as the crowd of students became more like a stampede of wild animals than a student body.

He had a decent lead now but they wouldn't let up at all. He saw an open doorway to the right ahead of him and dashed full speed into the turn. Here he found a stairway to the left a door to the right and a girl right in front.

Que crash sound effect.

A simultaneous cry of pain followed by a mirror perfect motion of the arms to the head came.

Sokka looked up to see his latest victim of gravity on the floor in front of him rubbing their own wound. To his surprise he saw someone similar in skin tone and hair color, "Katara?"

"Sokka-nii?" She said, "What's the deal with…whoa." Katara didn't finish her question as her brother who was in obvious distress suddenly lifted her nearly off the floor.

"You gotta help me Katara!" Sokka shouted his voice reaching new levels of freaked out. "The whole school is after me and won't leave me alone." He declared as he shook the tan girl back and fourth by the shoulders.

Katara was starting to get dizzy. "What…did…you…do…this…knock that off!" she yelled smacking his arms away. She took a deep breath then continued, "So what's going on anyway with that announcement from Yue?"

"I don't know I think she is mad because she wanted me to massage her shoulders or something."

'Again with the massages' Katara growled as a tick-mark appeared on her forehead, 'it was better when I only knew of them.' She pouted.

The roar from the main hallway was getting louder as the students Sokka just evaded were catching up.

Sokka looked back at the door to the hall then to his sister in that annoying puppy dog panicked face. Katara herself looked at him with an expression that just scream you're an idiot you know that.

Sokka knew of one way out. His face gained a serious expression, "Number 24."

"Number 24?" Katara repeated curiously, then her eyes grew wide and her mood did a 180. "Number 24!" She repeated overly cheerily grabbing her brother's hand.

Sokka nodded vigorously as he heard the voices getting even louder. His sister then pulled him to the janitor's closet. She opened the door and tossed him in.

"Just stay quite ok." She said only a little less cheery. She saw him nod his head and she closed the door right before the crowd found the stairwell.

The crowd paused for a sec to see just a dark skinned-girl standing in the stairway.

She pointed up the stairs and simply said, "He went that way."

The crowd roared as they stampeded up the stairs to the next floor. What a crowd it was too; baseball players, rockers, cosplayers, even girls from her swimming club mixed into the carnage. Finally the last one went up and Katara walked into the hallway they came from happily singing a song.

"number~24, number~24, lala~lala, number~2~4."

-Within the closet-

Sokka stayed perfectly quiet as he heard the last remnants of the crowd's cry echo in the hallway. He didn't care that he was thrown in haphazardly by his sister, nor did he care that he was still on the nasty floor and his foot was in what he at least hoped was a mop bucket. However what he did wondered about, aside from his sister's weird song, was how long he was going to have to wait here. Either way Sokka at least wanted to sit up right. It was very dark in the janitors closet and he couldn't see anything as he sat up and attempted to get the bucket off his foot.

Sokka cursed the object in a whisper "Come on you stupid bucket…"

"Who's there?" asked a new voice from the back of the closet in a demanding whisper.

The new voice surprised Sokka and made him fall forward his chin hitting the floor. "Ouch…"

There was a clicking sound followed by the room being filled with a soft light.

"Sokka? Is that you?" the voice asked the downed tan-teen.

Sokka turned his head to face the voice, his eyes squinted from the soft light of a small flashlight, and as they adjusted he saw the owner of the voice.

"Zuko, What are you doing in here?" Sokka inquired.

"I could ask you the same thing," Zuko said, "But first sit up and get that bucket off your foot, I can't take you seriously like this."

A moment to righten himself, with a little help from Zuko to get the bucket off, both teens now stood facing each other. Zuko leaned against the wall while Sokka leaned against a shelf. The small flashlight sat in between them.

"So why are you in a closet." Both asked at the same time.

"Hiding." Was the simultaneous answer. Both gave each other weird looks.

"From who?" again the synchronized Q and A was eerie.

"Mai/the whole school." Both answered again with perfect timing.

"Mai? / The Whole School?"

Zuko lifted his hand to stop further talks. "ok we have got to stop this cause it is weirding me out."

"Agreed." Sokka said.

"So why is the whole school after you?" Zuko asked.

"I am not really sure," Sokka answered honestly, "but I think it has to do with a massage."

At the last word Zuko's hands twitched.

It was Sokka's turn to ask, "So why are you here and avoiding Mai?"

Zuko reaction was interesting; he shuffled nervously on his feet and avoided eye contact. The usually straightforward Zuko seemed to be apprehensive and tense about something.

"Remember the other week…" Zuko asked shyly.

"I don't think I will ever be able to forget if I lived 5 lifetimes." Sokka replied in nervous tone.

"Yeah well remember when you wanted a break that lunch time and since you were already teaching me some of your 'numbers', I filled in without telling anyone?"

"ahan..oh..OH!…so Mai was the one that came in during that time." Sokka put together, 'So glad I missed that appointment.'

"Yeah she did." Zuko said gloomy.

Sokka took a thinking pose, "did you really do a bad job or something… I remember only teaching you the first 8 numbers. Is she that mad?"

Zuko was hesitant to reply, "I am not sure if she is mad or what. When I started it was just for the shoulders, but she told me it wasn't good enough and made me continue."

Sokka visibly paled, he jumped up and grabbed the shoulders of his friend before looked him straight in the eye. "Zuko did you use the first numbers one after another?" He asked in a grave, fearing voice.

The look on Sokka's face drove a chilled-fear right into Zuko, he couldn't respond with his voice and merely nodded his head. He hadn't seen Sokka looked this freaked out since the cafeteria told him that the meat delivery company went on strike and there was not going to be any deliveries for like a week.

"You fool." Sokka cried shaking Zuko, "I told you to never combine the first numbers, my dad told me that when the first numbers are put together they turn women into insane monsters."

()~()

Far off near a port, a tall dark-skinned man sitting in the captain's chair in a fishing boat sneezed. Simultaneously a dark skinned women in a nurse's uniform in a hospital in town sneezed.

'Hmm I hope I am not coming down with something.' She then stretched her back and smiled like a predator. 'ooh I know some man that owes me a number 26 tonight.' The previous man in the captain's chair suddenly shivered.

()o()

"What am I supposed to do?" Zuko asked desperately his gold eyes pleading to Sokka's blue eyes.

"Pray, and hope this all blows over." Was Sokka's grave reply. "but we can't stay here forever. We have got to get out of this placed." Zuko agreed without question.

Zuko cracked the door open and looked around. There was no noise or people around, he open the door all the way and the two teenagers walked out. Sokka leaned against the doorway into the hall and peeked out and saw no one. Zuko looked up the stairway and heard on one. Then they faced each other again, Sokka pointed to himself and then the hallway, and then he pointed to Zuko and then up the stairs. Zuko understood and nodded he would go up and Sokka would stay down here. They shared one last look and a silent 'good luck' and were off.

However not 15 feet down the hallway did Sokka get until he felt a sharp chilling aura and heard a whistling sound. In an instant he suddenly found himself impaled to the wall by pencils, pins and assorted school supplies of the pointy variety. He tried to move but the items speared his clothes to the wall good and tight. Then a figure calmly steps out into the open.

"Well if it isn't Hyouzen-san." Came the monotone voice of the very girl Zuko was avoiding.

"a..ha..ne oe ge…" Sokka's ability to form words seemed to be taking a break. Who could blame him since he was completely stuck to a wall and at the mercy of a deadly girl, who rumor has it could embed a toothpick into a metal locker.

What really did not help was the eerie way Mai was moving. Her head was leaning to the side lazily and she seemed to sway a bit as she moved towards him. It reminded Sokka of the first time he gave Katara a massage, she swayed everywhere and was uncharacteristically aggressive to everyone around him for 3 days, sisters are strange sometimes. Is this what happens when you combine the first numbers?

Mai stopped in front of Sokka and met his eyes; "I will make this reallll simple for you." How on earth does she make monotone sound so freakin scary, "Have you seen Zu…Zu..Zuko-kun?" Her words stuttered and her whole body quivered as she said his name.

Sokka managed to find his voice and he knew he had to protect his bro, the guy code right. He gave Mai his best nice guy smile, "Don't think I have seen.." 'ping' right next to Sokka's right ear a new pencil appeared.

"Please try and remember if you have Hyouzen-san," Mai said back in her normal monotone.

Sokka was sweating bullets but still stuck up for his friend. "I Really haven…" ''. Two new sharp objects appeared on the wall VERY close to one other thing Sokka values immensely.

"Your not lying right? That would be rude." Mai said while twirling another pen in between her fingers.

"He ran up the stairs not too long ago, you can still catch him if you hurry." Everyone knows that the guy code becomes null and void if the 'little guy' becomes endangered.

Without a word Mai took off for the stairs leaving Sokka still as a living poster.

'Now what do I do?' Sokka asked himself as he struggled to get down.

"Sokka-sempai I have been looking everywhere."

"Hun?" Sokka looked down to the voice. He saw a familiar younger student with short brown hair looking up at him.

"Aang?" The sight of the younger boy surprised Sokka.

"I finally found you, but what are you doing on the wall?" Aang asked curious.

"Well I am in charge of putting up the banners for the festival and got a little too into my work." Sokka said with a warm smile and pleasant tone.

"Oh is that how it is." Aang smiled happily.

If Sokka could move his arms he would have slapped his face.

"Oh but Sokka I need to asked you something really important." Aang's hyperness always seemed to distract him from sarcastic situations.

"Well that's great but could you first…"

"CAN YOU MAKE ME YOUR PUPIL?" Aang cut Sokka off.

Sokka raised an eyebrow, "Come again?"

Aang went to his knees and bowed to the older teen. "I want to learn the ways of massage from you Sokka-senpai…no Sensei."

'Humm Sokka-Sensei…has a nice ring to it.' Sokka thought for a second. "Why would you want to learn how to give massages?"

Sokka was not able to see Aang's face from the bow turn red for a moment before hearing the short boys reply.

"Well…I think it would be a valuable skill to master and I can help more people with this skill." Aang declared looking up at Sokka still embedded to the wall.

'Always the happy helper, just like Katara.' Then Sokka heard a rumbling in the distance, like a charge of crazed hunters looking for their prey. He redoubled his efforts to break free.

"Aang you gotta get me down quick."

"Does that mean you will teach me sensei?" Aang looked up innocently, not knowing Sokka's turmoil.

The roar was getting louder and closer. "Fine I will teach you just hurry."

"Yes Sensei." Aang jumped for joy and began helping his new master down.

With Sokka now standing tall looked at the happy-go-lucky kid before him and place a caring hand on his shoulder. "Aang if you are to learn these skills there is one thing you must be able to do."

The gray-eyed boy looked into the blue sage like eyes of his sensei with wonder and curiosity. "What is that Sensei?" To Aang's eyes Sokka seemed to give off a radiance of wisdom seen only on philosophers of old.

"HEY THERE HE IS!"

"And that is Run like Mad!" Sokka yelled leaving behind a stunned Aang.

Aang could only watch as Sokka ran from the crowd like a rabbit running from a pack of wolves and disappear. The crowd vanished in their chase leaving behind a single silhouette of a person walking normally down the hallway and stop.

"What was that all about?" The sudden voice made Aang jump. Aang looked to see someone standing in the shadows.

"What the heck is going on around here?" The figure asked.

-END—

There you go chap 3 out for your enjoyment. IT takes a while but I still enjoy writing.

What will happen to Zuko? what about the many clubs after Sokka? will Aang be the next apprentice? Who is the mysterious figure at the end? What is so great about number 24? How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?

Find out as the story continues..(^}~{^)

Leave a comment about the story, just not the grammar please. I write for fun, I doubt I can make a living of it, although…hmmm.

Maybe I will take a page from Sokka and be a massage expert.