Okay, it's thanksgiving now at Aang's house! The gang is spending the night there so enjoy!! Oh, wait:
WHAT DO I OWN?
NOTHING!
WHEN WILL OWN IT?
NEVER!
Katara's POV:
It was about six o'clock at Aang's. I got up from under his bunk. He was still asleep on the top. I wanted a glass of water. So, I walked into the kitchen to find a little girl about ten or eleven, her shiny black hair was in a high pony- tail, she had camo sweats on with a green t- shirt that read on the back, COLFAX! REACH FOR THE STARS! I guessed this was Emily, Aang's niece.
"Hello?" I said.
She turned with a smile.
"Hello. You must be Katara. Sorry I didn't see you yesterday, I was at a play and it was kinda long," she said. "I'm Emily."
"So the play was until 11:30?"
"No, it took a long time to get back," she said.
"Who took you?"
"My grampa Jin Ju."
I nodded with a smile.
"It's nice to meet you," Emily said.
She had shining, light blue eyes.
"And you," I replied bending the water out of the cooler and into my glass.
"Nice moves," she commented.
"Thanks."
"I'm an Airbender myself."
"Runs in the family?"
"Yup."
Aang walked in sleepily.
"Hi. I heard voices," he said.
"Then ask your dad if he can drive you to a hospital. You must be hallucinating," I said sarcastically.
"Very funny. I'm glad you two got acquainted," Aang said grabbing poptarts out of the cupboard.
"That for breakfast, Aang? Really?" a voice said behind me.
I recognized that voice. It was Aang's dad, Gyatso. When we arrived, he was at work. I turned around with a grin.
"Good to see you," I said.
"It's nice to see you, too, K," he said.
"Why not poptarts?" Aang asked.
"Because, I was going to make pancakes," Gyatso explained.
"PANCAKES!?" Sokka screamed from the other room.
"Shut up, Sokka!" Toph yelled.
We heard footsteps coming from down the hallway. Sokka ran in with a greedy face.
"Agreed!" he said. Then he noticed Emily. "Who's that?"
"Emily," I said.
"Nice to meet you. Now, what about those pancakes?"
Aang shook his head then it perked up.
"Um, you work on that. Katara, I have someone I want you to meet," he said taking my hand and leading me into the backyard.
"Where are we going?" I asked him.
He didn't answer. The sky was barely bright and the grass crunched beneath our feet. He led me to another gate to another yard. There was a large stable. He let go of me had, to much of my disappointment, and fiddled with a lock on the door.
"What are you doing?" I asked him.
He still didn't answer. He pushed open the door and my eyes widened as it revealed a giant bison with a brown arrow on its head that trailed down to its tail, it had six legs and deep brown eyes. Its white fur was all over the floor. On one of his horns, was a small lemur with giant ears.
"What is that?" I said.
Aang strolled over and pet the bison.
"This is Appa, my flying bison. And that's Momo, my flying lemur," he responded.
"Okay, first off, WOW! And second, neither of those animals can fly," I said.
Aang smirked. "Really? Climb on Appa."
I was skeptical but followed him. I sat in a saddle that was hitched to the bison's back. Aang was on the head and he cracked the reigns.
"Appa! Yip, yip!" he said.
The bison growled and took off through the door and into the air. Momo chirped and climbed on my shoulders.
"C'mon, Momo!" Aang called. "Show Katara what you can do."
Aang held up a peach. Momo squawked happily as Aang threw the peach into the air. I, speaking fluent Japanese, know what Momo means. It means peach in Japanese. In fact, Momo hopped off my shoulders and took off after the peach. After one minute, he flew back and nestled next to me, enjoying the peach. I smiled widely. Aang was right.
"This can't be reality!" I said.
"It is to me!" he said.
He began to bring us back to the yard. After Appa landed, we walked back to the house. I glanced over to the pool. I saw pink in the gravel. He stopped.
"You see it, huh?" he asked me.
"Yea," I said making my way over to the spot. I dropped to my knees and touched it slowly. He sat next to me.
"I miss them," he said sadly and picked up a pink rock.
"I bet you do. So was it Hedeki who died here? Or was it his wife…," I said trying to capture her name.
"Rose," Aang finished. "It was both, actually."
"How about your mom, Lillie? I've only met her once when I was nine."
"Over there," Aang said jabbing his thumb to the picnic table.
I nodded. Aang smiled at me. I smiled back. I felt so honored to be sitting here. I can't believe It feels like I just met Aang's awesome family.