TIME FOR CHAPTER FOUR! But first some comments from my slaves…I mean minions…I mean…reviewers. Yes. Reviewers…
Itagaanchi: Why beans? …I have no clue…
Slyther: You love the story?Would you like to marry the story? It recently just had a divorce with George Bush, so it can't be THAT hard to get…G.W IS a monkey. (JUST KIDDING GEORGE I LOVE YOU!)
Mrs Delrossi 2.0: Yes disturbing indeed…laughs evilly
Spleef: I'm not sure about lvoe. Is it a German world for hump or something? Why can't you just love the story like Slyther? Lol just joking I know what you mean. Glad you like it.
Nikki: I rock your socks, huh? What about your…underwear? Anyway yes I agree. USHE IS HOT! Looks at Usher who is tied to a chair next to her
Almighty TJ Blade: WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO SEE KATARA IN A SHOWER? gags compulsively anyway, Holy Hand Grenade? Huh…sounds interesting…Anyway Iroh is secretly a DJ! DUH! Don't you know a secret DJ! And it's DJ Smack Daddy I.R.O.H, not master. But yes. I will continue the craziness. Because you demand it and I'm bored. Very, very bored.
Everto: Glad to make you happy. Here strap this on yourself and see if it makes you feel happier (straps a firework to Everto's back). No need to sue me, just thank me.
Author: Ok, now that's done a few announcements. Writer's Block and Holiday have been erased, and will soon be replaced. HEY THAT RHYMED! Also I have a new horror fiction up. Yay me. I just got done reading the novel the Ring and it has me in an 'I want freak people out mood'. So…yeah. Uhmmmm… Don't have anything else to say. ON WITH THE STORY!
After Sokka and Tsubasa stood up, brushed themselves off, did my homework, had breakfast with the queen, went to the mall, drank a margarita, got drunk, went to a rave, woke up confused, brushed themselves off again, did the chicken dance, got laid, one a million dollars, became broke, sang in a American Idol, were booted off, got laid again, paid the bills, joined a band, broke into a bank, learned to whistle, got laid one last time and then saved the world Zhao stormed out of his ship with his leather underwear on.
"What do you want," he demanded.
"Uhmmm I'll have a McDonald's Super Combo with fries and an extra large coke, with some chicken nuggets…and what do you want, Tsubasa?"
"I'll have a Taco salad with sweet tea," she replied.
"Hold on," Zhao said. He went back in the boat, and got their order.
"That'll be 12.99," Zhao said handing Tsubasa the bags. Sokka handed him the money.
"Ok," Zhao said "now what do you REALLY want?"
"A frosty milkshake…" Tsubasa elbowed Sokka.
"My sister back," he sighed.
"Your sister has been kidnapped. Again."
"By who?"
"Zuko."
"What," Tsubasa cried.
"YES," Sokka said throwing his arms in the air.
"Why would Zuko want your sister," Tsubasa asked.
Zhao shrugged. "Said something about his undying love for her."
"WHAT?"
"It's ok Tsubasa," Sokka said "I'm here. Cue the music guys!" Suddenly Tsubasa fell into Sokka's arms triggering the (place favorite FOX TV climatic sad yet sappy drama show music here).
"Oh Sokka," Tsubasa said the wind suddenly blowing in her hair and looking ten times sexier then she does off camera "you're all I have left?"
"Does that me we'll get laid?" The music suddenly cut short.
"Err…I mean…I'll be with you always…Tsubasa!" The music started playing again and the sun slowly sank beneath the sky. And thus 90210 sued me for taking their come back love scene for 2007, but to hell if I care!
"Well…this is disturbing…" Zhao muttered and he walked back into the ship. He had lost his love (not really his love but his way of getting back Zuko by stealing his girl), and his favorite G String.
"Maybe," he said out loud "I need to rethink my life." So he went to Fox and got a contract to be a new Celebrity Show Host, and later was the ancestor of Ryan Seacrest.
On Zuko's Ship
Katara was once again tied up to a poll.
"You'll never get away with this," she cried. Zuko put a finger on her lips.
"Katara…I have something special for you…"
"A Water Bending scroll?"
"Errr…no…"
"The key to a million dollars?"
"No…"
"…DJ Smack Daddy's latest record "Fire In Da Hoes?"
"NO! It's a song. Written by me. For you. HIT IT BOB!"
Katara, I love you,
No matter what you do,
Even when you where blue,
I know your true,
I have a plant named sue,
The Author of this story doesn't have a shoe (HEY!)
You make me go coo-cooI'd wear a tutu,
Just for you,
Katara, I love you!
"So what'd you think!" Katara stared blankly at him. Most of the guards on the floor were dead, save for one, who saved himself by ripping his ears off and eating them.
"It was…nice…" Katara lied.
" I knew you'd understand! And even if you don't you're tied to a poll, so you can't do anything about it!"
"Not unless I have anything to do about it."
"SMACK DADDY I.R.O.H," Katara yelled.
"Don't worry," the mysterious DJ said, "I'll save you!"
Me: Ha ha! Cliffhanger!
Zuko: This story does have a plot…right?
Me: Sort of. No. Not really. Not at all.
Zuko: Oh.
Aang: Beeeeeaaaaaaaannnnnnnssssss
Me: WILL YOU GIVE ME THOSE BACK?
Aang: Beeeeeeeeaaaaaannnnnnnsssss
Katara: Ergh! Now my underwear is missing!
Zuko: REALLY?
Katara: No…(runs into her room and locks the door)
Sokka: Uhmm…Tsubasa and I will get laid…right?
Me: Why would I do that? You all must suffer…SUFFER!
Tsubasa: So we'll all have to listen to Zuko sing his own song again?
Me: Hey I said ya'll had to suffer, not me!
Zuko: What's so wrong about me singing?
Me: Everything, Zuko. Everything.