(Heya people. Yeah it's been a while since I've updated hehe. But now I've decided to resume! I have a sequel here… well… if that's what you want to call it. It doesn't exactly follow the same concept as the others I've done but it's an idea that I came up with not long ago. So enjoy Episode 6! )

Today in Prince Zuko's ship it was music night. But this one, however was entirely different. It is in near 8:00 PM, an hour just before as music night begins.

"Alright you people no fooling around this time! We are going to sing at our best tonight whether you like it or not!" Iroh shouted with triumphant. However, the people in music night weren't as enthusiastic as Iroh had hoped.

One man stood up, looking around. "But why do we need to sing in the bathroom?" He asked with outrageous confusion. He wasn't the smartest one on the crew, infact one of the two dumbest people aboard.

"Well for a rehearsal of course!" replied Iroh with joy.

"Rehearsal…?" asked another. He was one of the finest aboard.

"Yes! Now let's begin!" Iroh stood on the bathtub and put his hands up on his hips, giving a great grin. "One, two, three go! Macho, macho man! La la la la, I'm a macho man!" Iroh sang as the others covered their ears. "Come on everybody now!" Iroh kept singing the "Macho Man" song as others ignored him.

One of the few people looked at another person. "You know, no wonder why Iroh seems to think we're bad. He's the worst!"

"Yeah he is." Concurred another. He stood up and started to walk out. "I'm going to get some nachos.

Iroh eyed the person with envy, his eye twitching continuously and stopped singing. "Where do you thin you're going?" He shouted at the man as he froze in horror, leaving out a sweatdrop.

The man thought quickly and turned around, standing in a soldier-like position. "Well ummm… I'm just getting some… tea! Yeah! Tea for our best music instructor!" He lied as the others snickered at him, all nodding their heads at Iroh.

"Well I don't necessarily need tea until before the hour of music night… but I guess I could have some!" He exclaimed with joy. "Jasmine tea please!"

"On the way, sir!" He said as he quickly rushed to the kitchen to "get the tea". Instead, he saw the exit of the ship. He ran outside, seeing the clear blue sky. "Freedom!" He shouted as he gave a grin then jumped off the ship as the others stared.

One person stood up with a horror look on his face. "Ummm… Iroh… He won't be coming back for a while." He said then sat back down.

"Why is that?" Iroh said as he eyed the man. He sat there with horror on his face.

"Ummm… he needed to go see his mother in the water nation. She's VERY sick now." He replied nervously.

Iroh put his fingers on his own chin and thought. "Very well then. Now people it's time for the show soon!"

"Show?" Asked the soldier confused again. "What show?" He tilted his head.

"Yes the show! Come on let's do another song!" He shouted happily. He began singing the song, "I'm Too Sexy For My Shirt" as the others covered their ears and closed their eyes tightly.

"It's too much!" complained one man as he jumped out the window, leaving the other three behind, sighing.

"Come now everyone, and sing with me! You know you want to!" He kept singing and singing, as one person collapsed on the ground, eyes widened.

"Well seems it's only us." Said one man, continuing to listen to Iroh's horrible singing.

"Want to go to the kitchen and eat some custard tart?" The other one asked.

"Sure. I'd rather eat a fly than listen to him!" He got up and they both left the room.

"Wait you two! I have yet to show you how well I can sing 'I'm a little teapot'! I can sing it very well since I LOVE tea!" He said as he thought about his tea he had not long ago. He left the room as well, singing the song.