Alright, I may now officially declare that I am truly addicted to writing. I can't stop. I just can't. I want to stop but I can't. I know I want to stop but I can't stop and I won't stop and I never will stop.

Alright I have a headache now xD.

Wow, this is a new record for me. 3 chapters in one day. Alright, on with the story!

Disclaimer: blah me blah no blah own blah Avatar blah the blah last blah airbender blah

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"Dinner is ready!"

"YESSS!" Sokka shouted. Katara gave his brother a look of disgust.

"Be polite, Sokka. It's like when there is food, nothing can control you."

"Did you say something about food? Me like food…" Sokka began to wander off. Katara sighed.

"Katara, dear, here are yours and Aangs' meals. Enjoy!"

"Thank you, Mrs. Worheilmer."

As Katara left with the food, Mrs. And Dr. Worheilmer sat down. Sokka was already eating two pieces of fried chicken, one in each hand. The couple watched, astonished by what was in front of them. I have never seen someone eat this fast… they both thought.

"Mhmm…good…arggg…yum!" Sokka was now literally shoving the mashed potato into his mouth.

"Um…Excuse me, Sokka…"

"Sooooo delicious…"

"Sokka, eat slower, you are going to cho-

Too late.

Sokka had already shoved his entire plates' food into his mouth at once, when his face turned purple. He suddenly became dizzy and said, "Praise the meat lord…" before he went unconscious.

Sighing, the couple lifted Sokka to his room. They put him on his bed and closed the door, leaving a cup of water on the stool beside Sokka's bed.

"Kids these days…"

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"Do you think it is right...for kids to store such emotions that young of an age?" Mrs. Worheilmer asked her husband.

"It is not our business, but I dont think that it is really right. It might affect them their whole life. They need to be older, learned much more."

"But the Avatar is one hundred and thirteen years old. I think that he has plenty of knowledge."

"Well, isn't the Avatar not supposed to love?"

"I disagree completely. Why should he be not allowed to love because he is the Avatar? It is not fair. Out of hundreds of thousands of people, he has to be the one that would be loveless."

"Well, i proved that wrong. He is full of emotions, I could tell by his sudden change in behavior and mood. I am glad that he loves someone."

"The water tribe girl seems nice."

"Yes, she does, doesn't she? Wait, how did you know?"

"Oh, ever since Katara and Sokka told me their stories of traveling together, I knew. I can tell by her choice of words, even though she doesn't realize it herself. How long have you known?"

"Ever Since Katara answered a couple of questions that I asked about Aang and his relationship with girls."

"I hope it works out, but it is none of our business."

"Let's just let destiny do the job for them."

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Katara entered the room, only to find that Aang was fast asleep. She sat down on the chair beside him, and put the food on a mini-table Mrs. Worheilmer had set up while Katara was gone. Katara didn't want to wake him up, so she just looked at Aang's sleeping figure.

So peaceful…

Yeah, you know you like it

Like what?

Like him

Who?

Oh, c'mon now Katara, you can't hide it forever.

Hide what?

You're just not getting the point, are you?

What point?

Arrg, never mind. I'll talk to you later…

As if on cue, Aang woke up, and was startled to see Katara by his side.

"Hey Katara, when did you get here?"

"Oh, just a couple of seconds ago. You look so peaceful when you sleep." Katara blurted out.

"What?"

"Oh, nothing. Here, I brought your dinner for you."

"Thanks, Katara. Ahhhhh, fried chicken."

"What is it with boys and fried chicken?"

"Nothing!" Katara and Aang both laughed.

And so, Aang and Katara started their meals, eating their food. Although Aang's injury and near-death has only lasted two days, it felt like an eternity to them. Both enjoyed each other's presence as they talked and laughed.

But neither of them knew that someone was watching the pair from outside the window.

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Awwwww, isn't that nice. GODPOO IT I CAN'T STOP WRITING! I'M SO ANGRY! I AM ADDICTED TO WRITING, AND I AM STILL IN SCHOOL! I THINK THOSE ENGLISH LESSONS AFTER SCHOOL PAID OFF A LITTLE, THOUGH. WHY AM I USING CAPS? OH WELL

WELL, SEEING THAT I CAN'T STOP WRITING, I'LL PROBABLY JUST KEEP ON WRITING UNTIL I FAINT OUT OF LACK OF SLEEP xD. LOOK FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER IN A COUPLE OF HOURS AHAHAHA

MY OTHER STORIES ARE NO MATCH FOR THIS ONE. BUT I DON'T THINK I CAN COMPARE IT, THIS IS THE ONLY TRUE STORY SO FAR. BUT I THINK THERE WILL BE MORE. HURRAH FOR THE PEOPLE!