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"What?" Aang cried. Chun laughed at him.
"I said," he repeated, "a panty raid."
Yu shook his head. "Chun…he's way too young for that…"
Aang refused to be considered young. Looking defiant, he argued, "I am not!"
Dong and Chang laughed. Chun leaped from his hammock, heading to the door. "Let's go, then."
"But the monk just took our candle," Aang protested. The older ones laughed uncontrollably. Chun whacked Aang's head.
"That's the point! Only at night, Squidjit…"
Aang slapped his hand. "Stop it!"
Chun laughed evilly. He started out the door, followed by Dong and Chang. Yu grabbed Aang's arm and said, "Don't do this, Aang…"
Aang stared at him, the look in his eyes telling Yu all he needed to know. Yu let go of him and Aang followed Chang quickly.
It was pitch black outside. Aang made up the rear of the stealthy line of boys slipping over to the girls' side of the temple.
Chun nudged Aang, whispering, "That window up there…it's Yin's." Aang's eyes widened.
"What? I'm not—" But Chun shoved him forward. Aang hesitated at first, but then leaped up to the window, holding onto the sill and peering up into the dark room. Moving the cloth a bit, he slipped in silently and fell to the floor, concealing himself in the darkness.
What was his objective? He shuddered. Panties…and for what? To be acknowledged as more than a squidjit!
He moved silently to the end of the beds along the walls, rising to a crouch. Suddenly he felt someone grab his shoulder. He spun around.
Yin.
He backed away, ashamed to the worst point. She stood there, a lump in the darkness. Suddenly she began sobbing. She covered her face, her shoulders shaking, and she stood there, bawling.
Instinctively, he reached out and pulled her to his chest in a tight hug. She shook under his arms, her tears soaking into his shirt. He hung his head onto hers, and abruptly someone else was hugging the two also. All together girls in night gowns were crowding around them. Aang looked up. No beds had any girls in them.
"What happened, Yin?" he whispered. She shook her head, swiping at her eyes.
"My parents…Aang, they're dead…" She looked up with her red eyes and then started to sob again.
Aang couldn't fathom it. He never really knew his own parents…the females were the only ones who knew their parents...He hugged her tighter, and the other girls started to whisper comforting things to Yin.
A rush of something filled him and, not knowing what he was doing, kissed the top of Yin's hanging head. He let go of her and slipped silently to the window, watching the girls become a lump of hugs and comforting and crying. He climbed over the side and hung a moment before he dropped back down to the ground.
Chun laughed softly, crossing his arms. "I knew you wouldn't bring anything back!"
Aang looked up at him as he walked past. "Oh yes I did. I brought back a lot."
Chun scowled after him as he walked in the shadows back to the boys' side of the temple, Dong and Chang following him. Chun clenched his fists, hissing after them, "At least I'll actually get something!"
Aang ignored him.

WOOT! Next chapter is the last... -sniffles- This fic is so cute! IT CAN'T END!
Oh, wait, I'm the author, not a reviewer...Heheh!