AN: I made a map for where the characters will be traveling and which location corresponds to which episode/s
AN: I made a map for where the characters will be traveling and which location corresponds to which episode/s. The link is apparently not working, and nothing I do will make it. Which really sucks. If you'd like to see it, send me an email or leave me a comment and I'll send it to you. It'll probably help while reading the story. And if you know how to make a link work on here, please tell me.
Katara woke up the next morning with a pulled neck muscle. Their family had never really done much camping… Or road trips… Or anything, really, where they didn't sleep on fluffy beds. The Bison' back seat, therefore, did not exactly provide her with restful sleep.
Katara had wanted Aang to sleep in The Bison, saying he'd driven all day and deserved somewhere (sort of) comfortable to sleep. Aang refused, saying Katara should sleep there instead.
Sokka complained about having to sleep on the ground, until a thought crossed his mind: Aang, Katara, alone, sleeping bags, night, teenage hormones. He quickly agreed to sleep on the ground, keeping watch on Aang and making sure The Bison was locked.
By the time Katara got out of the car, Aang was already up. "Good morning," he said, brightly but quietly; Sokka was still asleep.
"You don't have to whisper," she said at a normal voice. Sokka snored a little. "He won't wake up. He's the heaviest sleeper I've ever met."
"Oh, okay," Aang said, at a normal tone now. "Did you sleep well?"
"Um… Yeah," she said, massaging her neck a little.
"Good," he said, smiling. "So—I was thinking that we should wake Sokka up in a little while, then go eat some breakfast, and then hit the road again. That sound okay?"
"Yeah, sure," Katara said, smiling and nodding. "I'll get Sokka up now. I'm sure he got enough sleep." Katara walked over to the snoring Sokka, knelt down, and shook him lightly. "Sokka? Sokka, wake up." But Sokka kept sleeping.
Katara shook him a bit more violently. "Sokka, wake up."
Nothing.
Katara sighed, shrugged, and punched his shoulder, yelling, "WAKE UP!" Sokka woke with a start and rubbed his shoulder.
"Ow," he whined. "Five more minutes…"
"Do you want to see Yue today or not?"
"Okay, I'm up, I'm up!" Sokka said, leaping to his feet. "Can we leave now? Why aren't we on the road yet? Come on, people, move it!"
The group stopped a few miles away at a breakfast place. Aang ordered pancakes, Katara got an omelet, and Sokka ordered a bacon-eggs-pancakes-hashbrowns meal, with coffee. He had four cups before their food even came.
"Uncle, it's a waste of time to go and get breakfast!" Zuko fumed, his arms crossed. "We don't have enough time!"
"A good breakfast is the building block for a good day, nephew," said Iroh with a smile. "And besides, I want some tea." Zuko scoffed and got back on his motorcycle, putting his helmet back on. Iroh got into the car with his bodyguards, and drove to his favorite local breakfast place.
Sokka had a good portion of a fried egg hanging out of his mouth when Katara gasped quietly. Aang looked up, and Sokka stopped chewing, the egg still hanging out of his mouth. She was looking the the door of the restaurant, where a group of people had just walked in.
"Zuko," she whispered. The egg slid out of Sokka's mouth.