A/N: Well, this was unexpected. I was only planning to make this a one-shot, but my reviewers convinced me otherwise. Keep in mind that this will probably be the last chapter, and its main purpose is to answer reviews. Also, expect no real connection to the first chapter, plot-wise. Randomness is a major factor in my writing patterns.

Now for some review responses!

Yulakai23: Thanks! I personally thought that it was one of my better works. And it was instinctual not to kill Sokka… Not only is he too funny to finish off, but also character death leads to angst, and I'm no good at writing angst.

Monkeybait: Well, I'm writing more, just like you asked. And you'll see by my review that I read your story as well! Ah, the tangled webs we weave when we begin to play the quiet game…

Blui: Why, thank you. I always did like to make people laugh… But anyway, you are so right! Zuko should have a cape! It would go perfectly with the rest of his outfit.

Zephyrage: It's good to know that I've made someone laugh insanely… It's the best kind of laughter! Yeah, the whole "firebender formerly known as Prince" thing was one of my personal favorite jokes in there.

Myst172: Specifically, I'm Sandaflippathong, god of sandals.

Ktoe: Why, thank you! You never told me how you escaped, though. Or was it that they just haven't caught you yet?

Dedication: To ElfKingofDemons, for letting me borrow her OCs.

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar: the Last Airbender. If I did, I'd be disturbed by what people on fanfic and elsewhere are doing with my characters.

Book one: water

Rockin' Idiots, Back With A Vengeance!

"I can't believe you interrupted our jam session with Santa!" Aang complained to Katara as they flew over the ocean.

"You had been playing for forty minutes!" Katara responded.

"Whatever." Aang huffed.

The author saw that this plot was going nowhere fast, so he decided to get our heroes horribly lost.

"Sokka!" Katara shouted, turning to face her brother, who had been steering. "How could you get us so lost so fast!"

"It wasn't me!" Sokka said, defending himself. "It's as if some strange deity from beyond suddenly decided to get us lost for it's own amusement!"

The said deity chuckled to himself, unheard by the foolish mortals whose every move he commanded. Then he decided to have a refreshing beverage.

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Meanwhile, Prince Zuko, having escaped from the law ninjas, was sitting in a cabin of his ship.

"Hi! I'm the Avatar!" He said in a squeaky voice, moving the "mouth" of a sock puppet with a blue magic-marker arrow on its head. "I think I'm all that, but I'm not!"

"Well, I'm Prince Zuko!" The young firebender said through another puppet with a painted-on scar and a felt ponytail. "And I shall defeat you and reclaim my honor!"

Zuko then proceeded to bump the two puppets together while making battle noises with his mouth. Then his shirt got ripped off for no good reason other than to get reviews from fangirls. Man, that's pathetic.

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The same deity who had done this lowly deed was now sipping his drink contentedly as he watched Sokka, Katara and Aang wander aimlessly over the sea.

"Maybe we should ask for directions." Katara suggested.

"I can't ask for directions." Answered Sokka.

"Why don't guys ever ask for directions?" His sister queried, annoyed.

"Most often it's to preserve the idea that we have a clue what we're doing," He replied, "But in this case it's because there are no sentient life forms within a seventy-five mile radius."

"Hello, fellow sentient life forms!" Shouted a teenage boy from a passing boat.

Sokka, embarrassed and confused, lowered toward the boat. The boy who had shouted was about Sokka's age, and, judging by his garb, was obviously from the Water Tribe.

"Excuse me!" Aang said to the boy. "Do you know the direction to… Um…" Aang paused. "Any idea where we want to go?" He whispered to his friends.

"Land would be nice." Sokka stated sarcastically.

"Do you know which way land is?" Aang relayed back to the boy.

"Hmm… That's a though one…" The boy scratched his head. "I'm gonna need to ask the others. Hey, Oh'en! Kasi! Come up here!" He shouted below deck.

"What is it, Mizu?" Asked an Earth Nation boy, again Sokka's age, emerged with a large backpack on his back. A Fire Nation girl quickly followed him.

"These guys want to know the way to land." The boy named Mizu replied.

"I honestly don't have a clue." Said the girl as she absentmindedly tugged at a metal band that encircled one of her arms.

"Let me get this strait." Said the backpack boy, a hint of exasperation in his voice. "You have no idea where we're going, and yet you're our captain?"

"Yes…" Replied the girl, igniting a fireball in her cupped hand. "And unless you don't like the 'eyebrows-singed-off' look, Oh'en, it's going to stay that way."

"Can't we all jut get along?" Pleaded Mizu.

"Look," Said Oh'en, "Why don't we just give these people their directions and… Hey, where'd they go?"

All three of the teenagers look up to find the flying bison and it's passengers gone.

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"Well," Said Aang, "That's the last time we try getting directions from weirdoes like those guys."

"Agreed." Said Katara, nodding her head.

"Well, since we probably won't be finding land anytime soon…" Began Sokka. "Why don't we just talk to pass the time?" This was a good idea, as dialog can easily replace action without the viewers noticing.

"I wonder what those freedom fighter kids are doing now that Jet's gone?" Aang mused.

"What do you mean, gone?" Sokka asked, perplexed. "Katara just froze him to a tree."

Aang whistled innocently to himself.

"I'm sure that they've found a much more competent, mentally balanced leader." Katara said optimistically.

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Meanwhile, in the freedom fighters' tree-fort headquarters…

"Okay, now that Jet's gone…" Said a short boy with blond hair covering his eyes. "I'm declaring myself permanent temporary leader. Now, we'll need a new defense system, so I say we build a giant cannon!"

"And, what will this cannon shoot, exactly?" Asked a boy from the audience.

"Clams, of course!" Replied the blond. "Now, nobody sleeps until the clam cannon is completed! Ya hear?"

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Meanwhile, back with Aang and the others, the author struggled to come up with a creative, funny way to end the story. Rummaging through his bag of literary tricks, he came across an old tried-and-true method often used by Dave Barry: "Refer to something from the beginning of the story, thus jogging the reader's memory and triggering a knee-jerk laugh response."

"Rock on!" Said Aang as he, Sokka and Momo rocked like the rockin' idiots they where.

Ah, there we go.

A/N: Okay, that was fun, but I'm going to have to end it there. Not only am I out of random gag ideas, but also I need to get back to work on my "Teen Titans: the Next Generation" series (This next one may be one of my best.). Not to worry, I may make another Avatar fic in the future. But for now, this is staying at two chapters. With that aside, make sure to review!