HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO FYRE, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!

(And many more. . .Maybe. . .)

Most of you said insanity. That's about right. You win! My favorite answer was 'Attention Deficit OOOH LOOK SHINY'. I have that ;)

Wow. Zutara week 2011 was a big. . .'Success'. Hmmmm, I have one of my creepy-licious ideas.

InspiredByFyre! Week 2011: September 11 – 17. Goal: Ten or more IBF! stories in one week. If there were that many Zutara stories that came up in one week, think about how many GOOD stories could come up! Be thinking about your entry now!

Read chapter 11 of Summer's Day. Do it. I wrote it, so you should.

Oh yeah, and I know I said I wouldn't mention him anymore, but Bob sent me an entire spontaneous chapter about Crossovers XD So, you will see a bit of that here. . .

Chapter 36: Iroh

Fyre passed out.

That's what sugar does to her.

Imma go back to the beginning; Fyre passed out, Sugar is bad, and 'Imma' is not a word, though it seemed appropriate here. But the real beginning is here; after Fyre crazily slapped Jiao-Jie with the map, she stood, FFCP in hand, and skipped happily away to find Iroh.

Something made her pause right before she ran into Iroh's room. It was either Foo Foo, Iroh's grunts of effort (Golf. . .remember?) or the fact that she remembered where her hidden weapons were. Most likely the last one.

Long story short, she wound up in Aang's room, stabbing him with a spork and screaming "DIE AIRBENDER, DIE!"

Aang started screaming and running until he arrived in the TV room, screaming about 'AWNG' and such. Summer blew up, Yadda, Yadda, Yadda. After some epic end credits, Fyre stated something that wasn't true; "DEV PATEL WAS SO HOT!"

Panakin turned to Fyre. "Hey, why did I go to Iroh's room? Iroh was yours."

Fyre shrugged. "My first choice was Aang."

"But you hate him."

Aang stared in horror as Fyre chuckled. "Yeah, I wanted to poke him with a Spork."

Aang looked down. "Mission accomplished." He said, rubbing his arm. The twins exchanged a funny look, and Aang could tell they were having a twin conversation in Fyre's tiny messed-up mind.

"Switch!" The twins said in unison, smiling a mile wide.

Aang and Panakin walked off, leaving Fyre and Eeroh. "Well, Iroh, where do you want to do your chapter?"

"I have the perfect place. There's a tearoom right outside the 'Avatar: Last Airbender' Warehouse. It's where characters from any fandom can come just to relax during their lunch break. Plus, they have the most delicious Jasmine Tea!" Iroh smiled. Fyre smiled back at him.

OOOOO

"Duuuuude. Edweird drinks tea?"

Iroh nodded as Fyre looked around at all the characters everywhere. She was only able to recognize a few; Adrian Monk from her favorite TV show, Monk; Nellie Gomez from the 39 Clues books; Harry Potter from. . .Harry Potter; Pakku, Jeong Jeong, and Bumi; and even Darth Vader.

"This is so cool! Is this where all the old guys come to chill while they're waiting for stories to be written about them?" Fyre asked, peering over at Percy Jackson.

Iroh frowned. "We are not all that old, young one. This is just where the sophisticated of us come."

"Uh-huh." Fyre said, tilting her head towards Darth Vader and Yoda. "Yeah, I'm the youngest one here, aren't I?" Fyre asked, her shoulders slumping. Iroh patted her on the back.

An elderly waitress stepped up to the table ever so slowly. "What would you like to drink?"

Fyre raised an eyebrow. "Tea."

Iroh smiled and set down his menu, looking up at the waitress with that look only old guys have. "I'll have a decaf sweet jasmine with a sprig of rosemary, squeeze of mango, easy on the lemon, hold the creamer, add a dash of vanilla, and could you make the sweetener 'Splenda'?"

The waitress turned back to Fyre, who shrugged. "Like I said; Tea."

Two minutes later, the waitress arrived with two cups of tea. She set down a bowl of sugar, a jar of honey with one of those cool honey-wands, some different flavored creams, and some herbs Fyre didn't care to give a name to. The girl smiled and grabbed the thing of honey, playing with the wand and dipping it in her tea a few dozen times.

"Young one, are we going to do anything productive from this chapter?" Iroh asked as Fyre poured – and I mean poured – sugar into her tea.

Fyre nodded as the sugar bowl magically emptied. "Well, I was planning on putting some creativity tips in this chapter. I mean, we have twenty chapters left of FGTC, and after it's over, I want people to still be able to think of their own ideas. Here's something I use. . ." Fyre said, typing rapidly.

'Iroh Facts

He likes tea

He is Azula and Zuko's Uncle

He is Lu Ten's father

His wife's name is unknown

He was born before Ozai

He led the 600 day siege of Ba Sing Se

"This is a very wise list, young one. But I must ask you, why did you write this?" Iroh sipped his tea.

Fyre picked up her sugar bowl – er, teacup. "Believe it or not, some authors don't know this. I've found stories where Ozai was your kid."

Iroh shuddered. "Yes, I remember that now. I was able to shove that out of my mind until you brought it back up." He sighed. "I guess what they say is true; 'You must look in yourself to save yourself from your other self. Only then, will your true self reveal itself.'"

Fyre paused mid-spoonful. She set down her sugar and looked up at the elderly man. "Who says that?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Iroh shrugged. "I don't know. Just heard it somewhere. I think it has something to do with FFN, though."

"ANYWAYS." Fyre yelled, "You can take random facts like these and make story ideas out of them. I'll give you an example;"

'He likes tea; What if he didn't like tea?'

"Now, I know this one may seem like it wouldn't change much, but let's think through it; if you didn't like tea, you wouldn't have ordered tea outside that one train into Ba Sing Se. Therefore, Jet wouldn't have seen you firebend. He wouldn't have been arrested and brainwashed, he probably wouldn't have met back up with Team Avatar, and they never would have found Appa."

Iroh looked at his tea, and then smiled. "I knew there was a reason!"

"Here are the rest of the ideas;"

'He is Azula and Zuko's Uncle; What if he were their father and Ozai was the father of the deceased Lu Ten?

He is Lu Ten's father; A story about Lu Ten's birth

His wife's name is unknown; A story about his wedding

He was born before Ozai; What if Ozai was the first born?

He led the 600 day siege of Ba Sing Se; what if Lu Ten wasn't killed and the Siege was successful?'

"If people would just put down the facts and tweak a detail, you can get a whole new story line that no one else has thought of! That way, we can reduce shipping and increase originality!" Fyre beamed.

"Of course, shipping has to be brought up. . ." Edward mumbled.

Fyre looked up at him. "What?"

Edward looked over at the teenager, his creepy color-changing eyes making her lean back a bit. "Okay, from that one word, I can tell you're not a fan, so I'll break it down slowly; I'll admit, 'Twilight' is about Romance, but there is action and adventure. . ."

Fyre busted out laughing.

"Shut up." The sparkly vampire demanded. Fyre just raised an eyebrow at him. "But in like, every fanfiction, people assume that Romance is the most important thing in your entire story."

Nellie Gomez looked up from her book. "I second that, Vampire Dude."

Iroh and Fyre exchanged a look as Percy Jackson turned his chair around. "And most of them are those insane fangirls who make a horrifying Mary-Sue who I fall madly in love with and get married to by chapter five and then we go off and have three kids who all inherit my. . ."

"Percy!" Harry Potter screamed. Percy paused and looked over at him. "Seriously, dude, I think we all get what you're saying."

"I'VE STARTED SOMETHING!' Fyre screamed. Off in the distance she could hear Adrian Monk rearranging his silverware until it was all perfectly straight.

"Piiiiieee." Pikachu randomly shrieked.

Fyre looked up from Monk over at the yellow rat. "Okay, how did he get here?" She asked Iroh. Iroh shrugged as Fyre walked over and grabbed the random Anime character. Fyre read a little tag on his ear. "'To Fyre. . .From Bob.' Dang it, Bob! You just have to get mentioned in every chapter now, don't you?"

Bob randomly appeared in the doorway. "Yes, yes I do."

"GO BACK TO YOUR CELL." The author shouted. Bob ran for his life. Fyre sat back down next to Iroh. "Now. . .where were we?"

"Going into rants, we were." Yoda said, sipping his tea.

"It's not even!" Monk randomly yelled. Everyone turned to look at him. "Not even." He sobbed. Darth Vader used the force to pick up the fork, straighten it, and set it down perfectly straight. Monk beamed at the fork and looked over at his assistant, Natalie. "Natalie, you're fired. This guy. . .he's amazing!"

Natalie and Nellie exchanged a glance. "Hey, at least you haven't been kidnapped thirty-million times." Nellie stated, setting down her book.

"I wouldn't put my money on that." Natalie said, patting Monk's back.

Percy and Harry looked at each other. "Yeah, this is turning into a cross-over disaster." Percy stated. Harry nodded.

Fyre grabbed her cup. "I don't care, this is hilarious!"

Summer ran into the tea room. "FYRE! I'm faking your ID! How old are you?"

"Thirteen." Fyre said, sipping loudly.

Summer nodded, jotting it down. "Got i. . .wait, you're thirteen? I thought you said your birthday was two weeks ago?" Fyre nodded, tea pouring down her chin. Iroh and Edward cringed. Summer was frozen, pointing her pencil at Fyre. "But, you got your account in 2009. . .you would have been 10. . .I. . .oh never mind. I've stopped doubting your ability to fake things. I guess I should have known. Oh well." She started to write something, before pausing and looking up. "Nellie and Percy," She observed, looking at all the characters in the room staring at her. She glared at Fyre. "How come you get the cool ones?"

Edward buried his head in his hands. "Because she can, okay?"

"EDWRAD CULLEN?" Summer raised an eyebrow and looked at Fyre, who shrugged.

Edward looked over at Summer, who was staring wildly at him. "Oh werewolves." He mumbled. He then grabbed Yoda and ran out of the room.

Summer paused before shrugging. "Imma follow 'em." She said, putting her notebook in her back pocket and chasing Edward and Yoda out. Fyre looked around before uttering one question that everyone from any TV show was thinking at the moment;

"What just happened?"

That, my friends, is when she passed out from too much sugar.

Question: How old did YOU think I am? Hehhehehehe. This was fun to finally tell you guys. It's awesome that like, everyone who wanted me to Beta their story is so much older than I am! (I really wanna hear Jiao-Jie and Summer's answers, they had no clue!)

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