"Are you sure this is...safe?" Grant asked.

"I've done this before." Charlie reminded.

"I know, but, you almost burned the place down the first prototype you made."

"Yes, but, I made it fireproof." She assured.

The two were in the school gym, along with several others, setting up their project. The two had created a robot, that looked like one of the wooden dolls used in art class. But, it was completely metal, circuits, and wiring.

"Wow, did you use some metal from his face?" Zuko asked.

"Actually, no." Grant said, crossing his arms. There was some antamosity between the two.

Sokka came up to them, attempting to pick up the dollsized robot. Aang was with him. Charlie pulled it away.

"Must you try and touch everything?" She asked, setting it as far away from him as she could, near Zuko.

"Well, yea. I'm a curious growing boy."

"No, he's just an idiot. He doesn't understand the words, "Do not touch."" He tapped the head of the robot on the sylabals.

"Hey! How come he gets to touch it!" Sokka pointed out.

"Fine. You can touch it. Nothing else."

"Geez. Fine. No need to underline." Sokka said, waving his hand.

Sokka reached his finger out, touching the bare face where an eye should be.

"Kinda weird that it doesn't have a face." He said.

"What does it do?" Aang asked, moving it's arm.

"It reads the commands someone with this remote would send." Grant said, holding it up. "You know, I can make it say stuff. Like, "You look nice in those jeans," or, "Your hair is perfect against you skin," or, "Will you go on a date with me?"" He said looking at Aang. "But, those are only examples."

Aang's face grew completley red. He rubbed his neck nervously. "I...I need to go to the bathroom." He rushed off.

Grant smirked, getting the perfect view. Charlie slapped his arm. "(Keep it in your pants.)"

"(I can't promise you anything.)"

"You know, I don't like it when you two do sign language." Zuko complained. He turned the head of the robot to get a good look at it.

"Well, I don't like it when one of you says something to me and your back is to me." Grant said. The two boys glared at each other.

"I think someone likes that British accent. And, I'm not talking about Aang." Toph said, nudging Sokka as she came up. They snickered, bumping fists.

"Hello, dorks." Azula greeted, coming in with Mai and Tylee. She was still having trouble with being nice.

"I prefer nerd." Charlie pointed out, holding out her notepad.

"Oh, ha." She said sarcastically.

"Would you like to touch my hair to make sure it's not a wig, again?" Charlie asked.

"No. I know it's not a wig. You just dye it." Azula stated.

"If you believe so."

"What is this contraption?" She asked, tapping the head of the robot.

Tylee picked it up, examining it. "I think it's a robot."

"That's original." Mai said.

"Hey! You try building one of those while Toph is trying to, "help," us. She basically did everything that sent us backwards." Grant complained.

"Is this where the battery pack is?" Mai asked, touching it's back.

"No. But, I think your battery pack needs to be charged." Grant said, matter of factually He replaced the robot on the table again. "Can people stop touching this? This is not a toy to be played with."

"There are a lot of other people here..." Katara said, looking around the gym of people.

"Thank you for the encouragement." Charlie smiled.

"Oh, uh, sorry."

Aang came back a few moment later, staying as far away from Grant as possible.

"Hey, look. Pakku's a judge!" Sokka pointed out just as the judges came around.

Pakku, along with two other teachers, came up to them.

"What do you have here?" Pakku asked.

"It's a robot that should be able to function and be able to things requiring human interaction." Charlie explained.

"Huh. Straight to the point and no back talk. Maybe I should buy a notepad and pen for Toph." He said.

Everyone snickered.

"Now, let's see a demonstration."Charlie nodded at Grant, still holding the remote.

"Ok. Let's get this puppy moving." He pressed start. And, suddenly, there was a flash and all the teens were gone.

"Huh. Not what they said, but, very interesting." Pakku stated. The other teachers agreed, writing comments on their clipboards. "Well, I think we know who's won, but, by regulation, we have to go see the 50 volcanoes these other children had made."

"Uh, what just happened?" Mai asked.

The ten were in the gym, but, it was completely empty. The lights were barely working. Everything seemed old and rusty.

"Is that blood?" Sokka asked, pointing to the floor.

There was suddenly a loud groan. They turned, Charlie motioning Grant to. It was Pakku in the corner of the gym, crouched over something.

"Pakku?" Zuko called.

He continued to do whatever he was doing.

"Guys, run. Run right now." Toph said calmly.

"Why?" Azula asked, not very willing to listen to someone like Toph for a "good" idea.

"I have played every Resident Evil, Left 4 Dead, and Dead Rising game. When a guy is crouched over another guy in front of his face, he's eating him."

"Not always." Grant smirked. Charlie hit his arm.

"You're crazy. Those video games fried your brain." Katara stated.

Pakku looked up at them, blood dripping from his chin. His eyes were black.

"Ok, maybe you aren't crazy."

Pakku stood up.

"Zombie move slow, right? So, all we gotta do is run, right?" Tylee asked scared. She was wrong. Pakku came rushing after them. Luckily, he was at the other end of the gym.

"Man, I wish I had a shot gun." Toph said. Suddenly a menu popped up infront of her. In the inventory was a shot gun. She grabbed it. At the bottom of the screen, it said, "Toph has equipped, shotgun!"

"Sweetness." She aimed at Pakku, shooting his head off.

"Dude!" Sokka cried. "That was totally awesome!"

"You just shot our grandfather." Katara said softly.

"Actually, I didn't want to die." Aang said.

"Hey, if you get scared, just jump into my arms." Grant said, holding them out.

Charlie slapped him upside the head.

"Toph! What are you doing?!"' Katara cried. She was loomed over his body.

"Pick-pocketing him." She said obviously. She took out his wallet. "Hey look. Twelve bucks!"

"Ok, so, where are we?" Azula asked.

"A zombie video game." Toph stated obviously again. "How else would I be able to get a shot gun out of my inventory? I don't even have an inventory."

"So, how did we get here?"

"The remote." Charlie stated. "Grant pressed a button on the remote and we ended up here."

Grant looked at the remote in his hands, specifically at the screen.

"I may have programmed the remote wrong." He squeaked.

"How do you do that?" Zuko asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Well, when I programmed it, I was watching a special on Sci-Fi on multidimensional studies."

"How do you watch tv?" Zuko asked.

"It's called subtitles, you bastard."

"Uh, g-guys?" Aang said, wearily. He pointed behind at the gym entrance.

More zombies were coming. And those zombies...were them.

"Let's do this." Toph said, cocking her gun.

"You want to shoot yourself?!" Katara cried.

"Well, I'm not going to let me each me."

"It wouldn't want you since you don't have a brain to eat. And, I suppose the zombie version of you is really looking for one." Azula stated.

Toph shot the Azula zombie. A +10! moved over her head, 10 points adding to her score in the corner.

"I so wanted to do that."

Suddenly the gym doors opened widely, allowing many zombie through.

"Press the button! Press the button!" Sokka cried as they came closer.

There was a flash.

"Ok, so, the remote is basically a devise that can allow us to move from one dimension to another?" Katara said.

Charlie chuckled a bit.

"What?" She asked.

"It's just funny that you're trying to sound smart."

"Excuse me?"

"She's right. We are basically the original nerds." Grant nodded.

"I can be nerdy!"

"B+ average is not nerd material."

"You need at least a 99.7%." Charlie stated.

"And, by the way, a smart guy really knows how to use a meter stick." Grant smirked.

Aang put a hand over his nose, red specks coming through his fingers.

"Hey, um, did anyone notice we're in the woods and in different clothes?" Sokka asked. "And, why is Aang bald?"

They all looked at each other, noticing it for the first time.

"Uh, I know I'm a little late, but, I can't actually see." Toph said, waving a hand infront of her face. "I mean, I kinda thought I could. Like, I can see all of you, just not with my eyes."

"Maybe you're seeing through your feet." Azula said, noticing she was barefoot.

"Huh...maybe."

"Can we leave? This multidimensional thing is boring." Mai said. She crossed her arms. She felt a few knifes up her sleeves.

"Sure." Grant pressed the button. Nothing happened.

"Ok, where was the flash?" Aang asked.

"Hold up. I'm looking at it."

After a few minutes of messing with the remote, Grant decided it was good.
He pressed the button again. Still nothing.

"Ok, so, there might be a slight problem."

"What? You fucked up again?!" Zuko cried. "This is all your fault we're here anyway!" He pointed his arms at him, sending two fireballs out of his fists.

"Missed me, missed me. Now Aang's gotta kiss me." Grant said, sticking out his pierced tongue.

"Wha-what?" Aang blushed.

"Actually, he didn't miss." Azula pointed out.

Beside Grant, was Charlie, with the sides of her head shaved off, maybe three or four centimeters left on each side. There was a thick mohawk that started and ended at the middle of her eyebrows. Most of her bangs were still in tact. She was shaking like a small puppy.

"Aw, no fair! He was aiming for me!"

"Woah...did I just do that?"

Author's note...

Ok, so, I hope it's understood that I can't update every single day with multiple chapters. I just can't. I have school and other things. Sorry.

So, just a few things I probably didn't explain it well enough. Charlie is mute and she mostly only communicates through writing on her notepad and sign language.

Grant is British. I just had to put him in there. Every good story needs a British guy, right? And he totally has a thing for Aang. I like how the only one who is trying to keep him down is Charlie. Zuko kinda doesn't like him for some reason.

But, serious question, well not really, but, what do you think of Charlie's new mo-hawk Keep it? Grow it back? Huh? Huh? Please tell meh!