Author's Note: Probably should have ended on a high note buut… Sorry this is so late, I've had a lot of homework, other stories are distracting me, the two chapters I have left to write are evil, and I'm beginning to lose my resolve… Anyhoo, I just wrote a paragraph, so I'm happy. Oh, and about the Jetko… As amazingly wonderful as the pairing is, this story won't have any… I meant that I would write another story absolutely filled with really slashy moments… or maybe just hinting…

Disclaimer: Don't own Avatar… or Twilight. Or… what's Sango from? Is that one InuYasha? Sorry, I'm anime-deprived…

Sangok shivered, mainly because the area around the North Pole was just plain freezing, but partly because he was scared. He stepped slowly and solemnly through the Northern Water Tribe's Spirit Oasis. The spirits aided and protected his people. He knew that. Princess Yue had died becoming a spirit for the good of the tribe. He knew that too. What Yue had done was a truly noble thing and she should be honored for all time. He knew that as well. He didn't care for his people quite enough to die for them, no matter how much he would be honored, he wasn't really quite that brave. Sure as hell he knew that.

And his friends knew that too. Sangok was only walking through the Spirit Oasis (at night, no less) because they triple-polar-bear-dog-dared him. And no one turned down a triple-polar-bear-dog-dare. Ever.

Sangok sighed as he looked up at the full moon through the cracks in the ceiling. How did he always end up doing this sort of thing?

"Excuse me?" a voice called. Sangok started.

An ethereal being floated above the pond in the center of the oasis. She looked at Sangok earnestly as he stuttered.

"P-P-P-Princess Y-Yue!" he gasped, "Y-you're…"

"Here, I know," Yue smiled benevolently, "I just wish I could remember your name… Samok? Sango?"

"S-Sangok…"

"Right, Sangok, of course!" Yue continued, "I'm sorry, I've forgotten quite a few things since my time in your world. Now, as to why I came back.

"The Fire Nation seeks to conquer all, destroying anyone and anything that gets in the way. Sozin's Comet is approaching quickly. I don't think those outside of the Spirit World have any idea that the comet is coming in only a few weeks' time. Even Avatar Aang may be in the dark. If the Fire Nation succeeds in their goals, it won't be just your world that suffers.

"Now, Sangok, listen carefully to what I have to say here tonight. It could decide the fate of all the worlds."

Sangok gulped. He really didn't do too well under pressure.

"I spy with my little eye," Milo tried to concentrate, "Something… green."

"Good for you," Toph sighed.

After the odd incident in the last town, there were a few slow days. Iroh deemed Aang's breathing technique sufficient and lessons moved on to include the fundamentals of flame generation and control. Zuko occasionally joined them, as he was out of practice. Jet busied himself by watching firebending practice, jeering whenever Zuko made even the smallest mistake. Fred also watched the firebenders at work, silencing Jet when he got out of hand. Sokka was constantly doing something indeterminate that seemed to involve a lot of rearranging supplies by category, alphabetically, by container size, especially whenever Milo tried to start a rousing game of I Spy. Katara and Mai often discussed the concept of double-dating.

"I still don't think the guys will go for it," Katara shook her head.

"Trust me, they're much friendlier than they used to be," Mai smirked, "Give it another week and they might actually be open to the idea."

At that precise moment, Zuko's foot slipped on a patch of wet grass and he lost control of the flame he was holding. Iroh quickly extinguished a tree branch as Jet fell backwards laughing, unable to stop even after Zuko threatened to do unspeakable things to him.

"Maybe two weeks," Mai grimaced.

Sadly, the point of whether or not Toph wanted to play was moot. Milo sighed and gave up.

"Then again, where would we go?" Mai wondered.

"Shut up, Jet!" Fred groaned.

"Good point," Katara nodded, "The four of us are fugitives."

"I'm sorry, it's just too funny!" Jet hooted.

"Really, even if I could see…" Toph muttered.

"Unspeakable things, Jet, unspeakable things!" Zuko fumed.

"Hawky!" Sokka cheered.

"What?" everyone else turned around. Indeed, Sokka's beloved Hawky was coming in for a landing.

"But we sent Hawky to the Bei Fongs," Katara whispered, "He was never supposed to return…"

The bird landed on Sokka's arm as the boy fussed over the bird, "You've returned! I've missed you so much! Who's a good bird? Who's a good bird?"

"All right, that's kind of creepy…" Zuko stopped threatening Jet (who merely continued to laugh) for a moment.

"You got a message, Hawky? You got a message?" Sokka paid them no mind.

"Why is he talking like that?" Mai whispered to Katara. The other girl shrugged.

Sokka removed two papers from the tube Hawky carried, "One from the Bei Fong family and the other…"

"My parents actually returned the letter?" Toph was stunned.

"Where's the other one from?" Katara asked.

"The Northern Water Tribe," Sokka read aloud, "Urgently requests the presence of the Avatar and his friends in discussing a matter of great importance regarding the war against the Fire Nation."

"Looks like we're going back to the North Pole," Aang shrugged.

"But how…?" Katara wondered, "Forget it, I don't want to know."

"So what did my parents write?" Toph asked. Sokka handed her the letter. "Oh," she sighed, "Really helpful."

Seeing that his job was done, Hawky squawked and flew away, never to be seen or heard from again.

"Hawky!" Sokka screamed, "No! Come back to me!!"

Jet, who had just recovered from his hysterics, began to laugh once more.

"You admit you were wrong?"

The tension in the garden of the Fire Nation Royal Palace was suffocating. Ty Lee held her hands over her mouth as her eyes flashed between the two adversaries. Azula stood on one side of the garden, smiling matter-of-factly, as she knew the answer to her question. Jun faced her, glaring defiantly and clutching Twilight tightly.

"Perhaps," she started slowly as she held the book still tighter, "This Edward might be… someone I wouldn't immediately dismiss…"

"No one will think less of you," Azula pointed out.

"Fine," Jun spat, "I love Edward too!"

"Welcome to the club, then," the princess inwardly reveled in her victory.

Jun started to make a retort, but was interrupted by a low tremble of the earth. The water in the pond shook and for some bizarre reason, Ty Lee thought there might be a giant, carnivorous reptile rampaging nearby.

"W-Wh-What was that?" Ty Lee gasped.

"It sounded like it came from underground," Jun tried to regain her composure.

"The Dragonbone Catacombs," Azula said thoughtfully, "Just a fairy tale, but maybe…"

"Maybe what?" Ty Lee inquired.

"Girls," Azula announced, "We're staying here at the palace."

"What?" Jun's brow furrowed, "What about Nyla? She doesn't like it here."

"It isn't my fault that your furry beast doesn't know a good thing when it sees it," Azula snapped, "And don't worry, you'll get your precious money. No… The Avatar will soon come to us of his own accord. And where the Avatar goes, my brother and uncle always seem to follow."