My Cabbages!

Aye… time can really slip away from you… here I am at 11:05 PM and I just started my chapter. Thanks for your patience and coolness factor! I have a new name for all of you who follow and review my story… CI… Coolness Incarnate... you know das right! Anyway, to the story! I decided to make this more of a humorous interlude…

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"My cabbages!" the astonished merchant of leafy lettuce exclaimed, "hey… you are one of the Avatar's friends."

"Yea, that's right. Sorry bout your stand. So, we cool?"

"Cool! We are not cool! This is the sixth time my cabbage stand has been destroyed with you and your friends nearby or directly involved!" With that the cabbage merchant cabbages up out of his trashed cart and started chucking them at the unfortunate sword wielding warrior.

"Whoa!" Sokka yelped as the hail of lettuce shot toward him. He drew his sword and Fruit Ninja commenced. "What. (Slice) is. (Slice) it. (Slice) with you. (Slice) and. (Slice) your. (Slice) stupid (Slice) cabbages! (THWAM)… ouch… "

"Cabbages are not stupid you little brathole! Cabbages are the bloodline of the human race and they are tastier than meat!"

"Hold up! You did not just put cabbages above meat on the taste-o-meter. (Thwap!)"

"Shut your airhole you cabbage hating scum! You have no respect for the sacred art of cabbage selling!"

"Sacred art? Hah! The only thing I see sacred about your cabbage peddling is your ability to regenerate cabbage carts and cabbages!"

"What are you talking about vile cabbage trasher!"

"I'm talking about how you got another cabbage cart stocked with cabbages an hour after yours got knocked off Omashu's bridge. You're a cabbage merchant! You don't have insta-cabbage-carts! Lets say that somehow you found a cart to buy and cabbages to sell in it, but where would you have gotten the money for those things? You don't have tons of money laying around, you're a cabbage merchant for cryin out loud! Another thing that is odd is your love of these leaf balls! (Swack!) Grr… Taste your own rotten leaves!" Sokka chucks a cabbage into the merchants nose, "You know, these cabbages were perfectly good until you started throwing them at me."

"My node!"

"Shaddup. Another thing, how did you even relay all the extended info you gathered on me and the Gaang during out five brief encounters to Pu-on-Tim? He's Firenation! You were in Ba Sing Se, a recently conquered city, I don't think they would've let their citizens in until it was safe. I doubt they would've let you out too… speaking of Pu-on-Tim, if anyone ever makes some reenactment about our journey to save the world, I wouldn't want it to be him or anyone named M. Night Shylam, cause odds are that both of them would base the reenactments of Pu-on's play."

"Where did that come from?"

"I don't know… I just felt like that needed to be said…"

"Odd…"

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Sorry this is so late… I despise pre-calc… but thanks for reading! I know this didn't have as much satire and making fun of the show, but I figured we could use a little break. Somewhat… thanks all you CI's for being CI's, I appreciate all your support and look forward to seeing you next week! Vote on what you want to hear next, or I'll just have to come up with something on my own.

I've been forgetting this for a while… whoops

До Свидания

And we'll add another word for goodbye, this is the informal version of До Свидания

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Пока (sounds like "Poka")

PS: I think Shylam based the movie off, The Boy in the Iceberg. Who else is with me?