"Do not, I repeat, do not call me tonight." Katara said to Sokka. "Do not try and find out where we're going, do not ruin this night for me! As a matter of fact, I know you won't or else."
She was having difficulty putting an earring in her ear. She had a nice, smooth, blue dress with one strap. Sokka approved, it covering everything. Sokka was sprawled on her bed, playing a Grand Theft Auto on PSP. He sat up.
"So, who's takin' ya out tonight?" Sokka asked. "Is it a guy?"
"Yes. Yes, it's a guy!" She cried, glaring at him through the mirror. "Just because Toph jokes when she hits on me, doesn't mean we like each other."
"Ya sure..?"
"Yes! Yes I'm sure!"
"Ok, ok. Geez. I was just playing." Sokka snickered, rolling to a sitting position."But, really, who's the lucky guy who I'm gonna have to beat up?"
The doorbell rang, just as Katara plugged the earring in. Sokka popped up, dropping his game to the floor. Katara panicked, trying to step infront of the door, but heels are not always on a girl's side.
Sokka pounded down the steps. His dad was on the couch. "Dad! It's Katara's mystery date!" He warned.
Hakoda immediately stood up. Sokka opened the door.
They both let out a cry, steadily going higher like a choir, their facial expressions pure shock and horror.
"Uh, hey." Zuko waved. He was in a red collared shirt, black tie, black pants, and black shoes. His hair was combed to the sides thanks to his uncle.
The father and son were stuck, screams gone too high to hear. The daughter of the family came, embarrassed.
"Dad, Sokka. You two remember Zuko."
"We sit at the same lunch table." Sokka squeaked.
"His father is being investigated for his company's supposed ponzi scheme." Hakoda said, ever squeakier.
"Ok. Good." Katara quickly kissed her father and brother's cheeks, then hurried out, closing the door.
"Your hair looks stupid." They heard Katara laugh. They heard ruffling.
"H-hey! It took ten minutes for my uncle to do my hair!"
They heard as Zuko's car started up. They heard as they drove off.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Toph laughed through the game.
"It's not funny!" Sokka cried.
After staying frozen for twenty minutes he climbed his way to his room, playing Halo. For all he knew, his father was still down there.
"Yea! Yea it is!"
Sokka saw as Toph's character was rolling on the ground, holding it's stomach.
"H-how'd she do that?" Sokka asked himself.
He waited a moment as Toph got all her laughs out.
"Oh...oh gosh. Man, that was funny. I'm can't believe I'm still laughing about this." Toph sighed.
"Wait, still?" Sokka asked sitting up straight.
"Well, yea. I'm like the only girl best friend Katara has. Well, besides Suki. But it's not like she was gonna tell you. Well...she could tell Aang."
"Aang? Why Aang?"
"Well, you know."
"No. No I don't."
"You know, how your coat-" Toph stopped. "Nevermind."
It was quite for a moment, their two characters standing, looking aimlessly.
"Where is Aang? I haven't seen or heard from him all day."
"Me neither."
Meanwhile...
"Tell me what you know!" Azula ordered. She back hand slapped Aang. "Pl-please!" He cried. "I...I don't know anything!"
Aang was tied up in several knots, in a chair, against the wall. He didn't know where he was but Azula, Tylee, and Mai had captured him before school started that day.
Azula sighed. She paced, gripping her temples. "Do you believe I'm an idiot?"
"N-no."
"Then tell me, Aang, you were elected class president."
"Y-yes."
"Then, you control what the student population does."
"No!"
Azula slapped him again.
"No? No? Well, then what do you do?"
"A-a president doesn't literally control everything! It's all the little people under me. All I do is sign papers!"
"Really?"
"Weren't you paying attention in Social Studies?" Tylee asked.
Azula turned to her. "Of course not! I was devising this plan the whole time."
"The whole week?" Mai asked. "This doesn't seem like that hard of a plan to make up."
Azula glared at her. "Must you stunt my progress?"
"Can...can you let me go now?" Aang asked.
"No. We have some business to take care of."
"N-no, wait-" The three walked out of the room.
"Crap." He muttered.
Aang remembered that he had his phone in his pocket. "Maybe I can butt-dial someone." He thought. He shuffled around in his chair. After a moment, he thought he felt the glow of his phone. He smiled in achievement. He moved a little more, tipping on two legs.
"Oh god."
He fell over. He groaned. He immediately noticed his black iPhone was on the floor next to his face, on it's home screen. "Thank you." He said looking up.
He could use Siri.
"Siri, call Sokka."
"Why don't you call Sokka? You got fingas! Dial it yoself!"
"Oh no! Toph must've turned Siri to Black mode again! Why'd I even get a black iPhone? Who even created this setting?"
Suddenly the three girls re-entered the room. Azula picked him off the floor, setting him up right.
"Trying to call for help? You don't even know where you are."
"The...the, um, school basement?" Azula looked at him.
"Lucky guess."
"Good plan." Mai said.
"Just tell us who controls the student population." Azula said running a nail across Aang's face.
"W-well, if you really want to know, you got to cut me loose." Aang bargained. "O-otherwise I won't tell."
Azula thought for a moment. "Very well. Mai."
Mai took a knife out of her sleeve, going behind Aang and cutting the knots. The rope fell off him. He brought his hands forward, rubbing the rope burns. He looked up. "You guys are mean."
"Now, tell us what you promised or I lock you somewhere where you will not be able to guess where you are." Azula threatened.
"Ok, ok. The new girl, Yue, she runs everything. And all the guys are after her, I don't really know why and I don't how she does it. Personally, she's a little behind the fashion with all the white." He stated.
"Good." Azula nodded. Aang scurried away. "Now, I must make more plans for this." She grabbed her chin, pondering.
"Why don't we just-"
"Mai, please! I am the operations master of this group!"
"Geez, fine."
The next day...
"So how was the date?" Suki asked. "Let's just say I hate my brother." Katara said slamming her locker.
Author's note:
So, um, hey there people of the earth. I haven't updated in...let's see...carry the 2, minus the 4, multiply 8...several months. But, I'm back! Over the time, I was thinking of ways to construct this story, but with school coming around it was hard to find the time. Now, after parent-teacher conferences and my birthday I am continuing this. Don't worry. I won't leave for an undetermined amount of time this time.
Just a few things about the story. There will be slash and non-slash. There will be new characters, especially one that I particually like. Azula will find love and peace soon enough with the Gaang. And I'm thinking of making this half song-fic. Any more ideas and I'd love to hear them! Thanks!
Oh and the black Siri thing? I was watching Gabriel Iglesias and I died at that joke. But I came back as a zombie to write this.