The Boiling Rock. Not a one of them had known what to expect. They didn't know whether to leap off of Appa and do a jig because of how underwhelming and dead it seemed, or to be suspicious. It was quiet. Too quiet, thought Kakyoin. Over the course of the ride he had become more and more nervous about how the team would act together in a conflict.

It's not like me and my friends always got along, but we were able to travel without murdering each other at least. But now…. I saw Avdol killed before my eyes! He shuddered. He couldn't forget the way Avdol had fallen; limp and helpless. Avdol was the only one who could make everyone get along. He was a genuinely good person… I can't believe he's gone. And AANG… everyone just forgave him! Or maybe not forgave, but everyone just got over it so fast! I can't believe it. Well, I won't forget. I swear I'll avenge Avdol. Sokka said to the blood-covered Aang:

"Aang, you must be going through a hard time right now. This is perfectly normal for a young boy when he reaches age forty five. But your not forty five! AANG! YOU JUST MURDERED AVDOL! HE'S GONE BECAUSE OF YOU! WE CAN"T EVEN BURY HIM BECAUSE BILL NYE TOOK THE BODY FOR SCIENTIFIC PURPOSES!" Aang moodily looked away and folded arms, looking at the ground resentfully. He aimed a kick at Sokka, and missed due to Divine Intervention.

"Anyways, we don't have time for this right now. We have to get to Robert." Sokka said, with a serious tone of voice. He gazed up at the massive fortress. It was perfectly quiet. No guards, nothing. Everyone knew something was wrong. Sokka had a bad feeling that it was a trap.

"You guys have to listen to me. This is a fight between me and Robert. I'm the only one that will stand a chance; Robert is a literal God." Sokka sighed. "Come to think of it, I don't know why I brought any of you guys. Avdol is literally dead. You guys have only caused problems, you haven't helped once. Everyone hates each other, no one gets along; even the people who were friends in the first place! Except for Avdol. And then… Aang here killed him. Ah, I guess that's just how it goes sometimes. And Aang is really just lashing out for attention. But I suppose it can't be helped." Sokka tiredly passed a hand over his face and yawned. He'd been up all last night meditating, trying to commune with Obama. He needed answers… Then Katara spoke up, as she shyly tucked her hair behind her ear, preparing to say something that was completely the opposite of what Sokka had said, and as such, completely opposite of the truth.

"Guys, I also have something to say. Over this trip… we've all bonded so much, and you're all my friends. I feel so much love and respect for all of you, especially my wonderful husband Jotaro. You know, people say you can choose your friends but not your family, but I think you can choose your family. You're all my family now, I know you would always be there for me and I will always be here on this rock. Especially my wonderful husband Jotaro. We're just so in tune with each other, we've never been more deeply in love. Right, sweetie?" She turned to Jotaro, smiling a loving smile. Jotaro shuddered and let out what sounded like a strangled scream of terror, then adjusted his hat.

"Good Grief." he muttered. One hat adjustment can hide a thousand fearful screams, he thought to himself. Katara smiled and turned back towards the group.

"This trip has made me realize what's really important, and that's all of you; my friends and husband. I love you all so much. This trip has also caused so much personal growth, I've come to an important decision." she paused for a moment, looking around to make sure everyone was paying attention. Aang wasn't, and an invisible hand seemed to punch him from behind. He was bewildered. Where had that come from?

"Jotaro and I are getting divorced. It's the best thing. It took a lot of-"

Jotaro sighed in with relief. He could hardly contain his excitement. He did a little dance on the spot, then adjusted his hat.

"Good grief," he said. Katara sighed with exasperation.

"Oh my God, Jotaro! I knew you would react like this! I thought you could be mature! But I had too much faith in you. I knew you would want me back. But we are soooo DONE, JOTARO! You only appreciate me for my BODY! You never loved me!"

"NO I DIDN'T! I NEVER WANTED TO GET MARRIED, KATARA!" He was going to say, but he just said that inside his head, so no one heard it except him.
"Good grief. You know what, Katara? I'm glad it's over. We'll both be better off this way." Jotaro said, looking at his feet.

Katara knit her brow.

"I'm glad, Jotaro. I'm glad we were able to settle the divorce in the court. 50/50. I get my stuff, you get your stuff. I get the waterbending pouch, you get your hat. I get my mother's necklace (which I KNOW you WANTED), you get your two belts. I get Star Platinum, you get your hat. And I'm still discussing the hat with my lawyer!" She marched over Zuko and put her arm around him, which made Zuko feel as if a ray of sunshine had pierced the black storm clouds around his heart. He felt ZINKO shrink, just a little bit.

"Right, lawyer-boy?" Katara smiled wholesomely.

"Good Grief… wait, back up. You get Star Platinum? You can't just take my stand…" Jotaro trailed off as he attempted to use his stand. Nothing happened. Katara looked impatient. She was already enjoying having a stand; it was what she had used to punch Aang to get his attention.

"I told you, I got Star Platinum, you get the waterbending! That's fair! Honestly, I don't even want to hear your complaining, because right now, I am so done with you. All your little petty squabbles with Kakyoin, your weird rivalry with Sokka, I even ignored that affair you had with Polnareff! I was willing to look past your many, many, flaws!"

"What?! None of that happened! I don't have petty squabbles with Kakyoin, except for all those times he's been super vengeful and plotted to inconvenience me but not injure me-" here Kakyoin was shocked. I thought I was subtle! He doesn't notice most of the time, like when I painted his hat blue, or the time I poked him really hard in the eye in the middle of the night, or the time I filled his shoes with cockroaches, or that time I pierced his eyelids with little rings, or that time I catfished him on Tinder then physically attacked him, or that time I…. oh. Now I see what Katara means. Kakyoin felt just a little bit guilty. Jotaro continued.

"Also, I don't have a weird rivalry with Sokka! We've never even spoken individually! Just because I secretly think that I would make a better Messiah, doesn't mean that we have rivalry! And Polnareff?! I can do so much better then Polnareff! You think I'd date a guy who wears a tube top and has no eyebrows?!" he paused for a second, noticing Sokka's furious expression as holy light glowed out from the Messiah's body, and noticing how Polnareff was quickly advancing on him (on one leg) with Silver Chariot, a murderous light in his eyes.

"Now that I think about it, this is actually the most I've expressed myself since age 12. Good grief…" Jotaro looked down and adjusted his hat.

"You know what Jotaro? The way you're not even taking responsibility for the stuff you did, just really shows that your character and that you weren't ready for this relationship. We don't have the same standards, and this has been emotionally exhausting for me. I hope you know that this hasn't been easy for me either. But even though you have put me through so much emotional trauma and baggage, I still only want what's best for you. You know, I'm an emotional giver, I'm a really empathetic person, and sometimes it's hard for me. I'm just gonna focus on myself for a while. Maybe go vegan, really detox. Go to the gym. My astrologist told me that I should look inward more. I need to find happiness within myself, not you. Ive finally realised that. I hope you go on a similar emotional journey, and really find yourself. But it's over, even though I know you already want me back." Katara said nobly.

Jotaro felt he would surely die without Star Platinum. I have no identity now… he thought sadly to himself. Jotaro's dark soul crumpled with misery and anguish, as dark rain clouds rolled over the horizon, reflecting his eternal sadness. He gazed into the distance as a single tear slid down his cheek. He felt in his soul that life had no more meaning, now that he didn't have a stand anymore. At least I technically have waterbending now… but waterbending is trash. I hate waterbending. All my homies hate waterbending. I refuse to even try it.

Sokka broke the awkward silence.

"Uh, guys? We really don't have time for this… Robert is really close, and we have to fight him if we want to save the universe. Anyways, you guys weren't even married… neither of you are over 18. Katara, Jotaro didn't even want to marry you, give him his stand back. Do that, and let's get going! And has anyone seen Toph?" the Messiah was tired of his group's drama. But the drama wasn't over yet. Actually, it would never be over, not with Katara there.

"Oh my God, Sokka. I thought you would support me in this very difficult time! I'm going through a divorce! The fact that you would make this all about you is so typical. Why is it that I am the only decent person in this group?! Oh my God." Katara huffed.

"Uhhh….. Ok. Let's just get going." Sokka said weakly, praying that they would even be able to get inside the fortress within the next 48 hours.