AN: I do not own any part of the Avatar: The Last Airbender universe except the crazy ideas I may write about for your viewing pleasure.

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When Aang awoke from his bizarre nightmare, he was tickled to see that the epic battle of sexism had never really occurred; it had been but a nightmare. The things that he had seen within those dreams frightened him, even in the comforting arms of his intended. For seven days and nights that dream battle had raged on, but now...now Aang found himself -chink- locked up in the arms of Kinky Katara. Clearly something had to be done about all of this. He could not always be the love slave of his intended. He had a duty to the world! He had a duty to himself! He had a duty to do the dishes!

Aang meekly scattered before Kinky Katara awoke. He carefully extracted himself from her iron chains and steel vice grip, and meandered towards the kitchen to faithfully do his half of the chores. It was not an easy existence, doing chores and sometimes being mauled in the middle of the process only to be punished for not finishing his chores. Indeed, the life was a difficult one, but Aang had heard of a salvation at hand.

Sokka had spoken to him the other day, in between his usual morning patterns of Sokka-esque deviance. The fellow brother, and brother-in-law-to-be, had spoken of a hermit seeking refuge in the glacial mountains to the North of the village. There, hidden away behind a wall of ice and earth, the hermit was gathering an army to take back the world of men.

Upon hearing this Aang had shrieked like a girl and run off to tattle on Sokka to his mistress. Yet, he was the Avatar was he not? It was his duty, beyond his beloved, to seek out a peaceful means and solution to the entirety of the problem. That was one of the reasons he was going to get into so much trouble; he failed to consult his mistress.

So that morning, as Aang was finishing up the dishes and long before Kinky Katara had awoken, Aang was trying to think of a way to the glacial mountains without alerting any of the women in the village. It might be easiest to just run off without a glance back, but then rumors of cowardice would spread around the holy shroud of the Avatar. Indeed, Aang could not allow such an occurrence.

It was just as the sun was breaking when Aang finally thought of it: the perfect plan. Sneaking away from the finished dishes, Aang gathered his courage and put on big boy britches. He had a job to do in saving the world and no intended or manly screams for pity could stop him now! He just needed to find the lock for the ankle chain first.

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AN: May 6th, 2011: Here is the first new content to Everything in quite some time! I hope everyone enjoys. I plan to go to King's Island not too long from now and my job starts on Monday so there is a bit of an iffy future to all of my writing, but hey! I figure that if you're still reading this crap, I might as well throw out a bone every now and then. Please review!