Hi again! I know, it's been so long since I've updated…sorry about that. Well, uh, be sure to watch Bato of the water Tribe this Friday (Oct. 7) at 8:00 on Nick! Oh, and Bob's back from vacation… (potato is wearing tropical shirt and sunglasses)…stupid potato even got a tan…

Other Person: "Ohhhh, you can call the potato stupid, but just not me…that makes a lot of sense…"

Me: "It's because Bob likes me. So get over it."

Other Person: "Well, you stink…"

Me: "Too bad. Well, everyone, enjoy Chapter 4! Bob says so, too. (deathly silence coming from potato) "Oh, fine, but you know what I mean…"

Chapter 4

Yawn.

Ugh, what time is it? I wondered groggily. I wasn't willing to hop out of bed and face them again. By them, I meant everyone who had done anything to interrupt my daily life. I just hoped that it was all a bad dream. You know, you would think that I was actually enjoying this, considering that I loved the Avatar show. Unfortunately, switching bodies doesn't exactly fit the bill.

I looked at my hands again, hoping that they would be my own. Unfortunately, they looked exactly the same as when I first woke up this morning. Ugh. I stretched and rolled over.

"Hey, watch it!"

My eyes snapped open. Lying right next to me was…my long-lost body!

"Aaaggghhhhhhhhh!"

I toppled out of the bed and onto the floor.

Well, this is getting old, I thought. This is the second time today that something surprised me and I ended up on the floor with a sore butt!

I looked back up to 'myself' peering over the edge of the bed. 'Myself' had a very unpleasant face right now, sort of like the one I made when I found out that I ended up in Zuko's body. And why was it wearing armor?

"I don't know who you are, or what is going on, but I demand that you give me my body back right now!" One guess who that was.

"Hi, Zuko."

He paused, looking very confused and suspicious. After sliding off of the bed, he stalked up to me, still sporting a very befuddled expression. The emotion quickly dissolved and I was suddenly confronted with a very angry Zuko.

"I want to know exactly what's going on! What are you doing in my body!"

I stood up and stared him in the eye. "I could ask you the same question."

He glared right back at me. "You mean that you don't know what's going on?"

"Not at all."

He was still wearing an apprehensive face. "Then why are you not fazed by this?"

Oh, I don't know. Maybe it's because I've switched bodies with some guy that's not even supposed to exist, and the Avatar and his friend are having munchies in my kitchen. By now, I wouldn't be surprised if the universe came crashing down or Mary Sues came plummeting down out of the sky and took over the free world.

"Let's just say it's a long story."

I glanced at the clock on my dresser, which yelled 2:47. Time for lunch.

I started to walk out of the room, but Zuko grabbed my shoulder. I turned around and faced him, displaying a rather weary expression on my scarred face. I sighed. This was starting to get old.

"What?" I asked, worn out from all of the unexpected surprises that kept popping up everywhere.

"Where are you going?"

I pulled my 'powerfully built' shoulder away from him and said, "I'm hungry. And it's dinnertime."

"You're just going to leave me here like this?"

"Yeah. Why not?"

I continued to make my way into the kitchen, with an unhappy Zuko not far behind. The hallway soon gave way to the view of Sokka resting in the chair with a full stomach and Aang napping with his head on the table. I apparently wasn't the only one aware of this.

"The Avatar!"

Before I was able to shush Zuko, Aang woke and shot out of his chair with unbelievable speed. Zuko proceeded to sprint towards him, but I grabbed the back of his shirt and held him back. Aang backed up to a corner of the kitchen and was eyeing him mistrustfully.

"What's going on?" he said, cautiously.

"What are you doing, you fool!" Zuko roared at me. "The Avatar is standing right there! Let me go!"

No way. I wasn't going to let any crazed, honor-driven maniac at one of my house guests. I clutched the back of his outfit and stood firmly.

"Yeah right. Like I'm going to let go of you."

I looked to Aang, who was pressed up against the wall in the corner, completely baffled as to what was going on.

"Aang," I said calmly. "Whatever you do, stay away from this guy, right here. Got it?"

He nodded his head, and then said, "Uh, that's a girl, by the way. Not a guy."

Zuko exploded. "What! I am NOT a girl!"

Sokka, who had been watching this rather nonchalantly because of his recent engorgement on tuna helper and mustard, only now became aware of the tense situation.

"Wait a second," he said. Aang looked at him. He looked at Zuko.

"Oh my gosh, you're Zuko! Aaahahahahahahahaha!"

Sokka doubled over with laughter. Zuko glared at him murderously. I was getting angry.

"What's so funny?"

Sokka couldn't control himself. "Whooo whoo whoo whoo! You're a girl! Ahahahahahahaaaa!"

I was on the verge of exploding. "Sokka, that's MY BODY YOU"RE LAUGHING AT!"

"He's a girl! In your body! Ahahahahahaha!"

Aang was looking very worried. "Sokka, I really don't think you should be doing that…"

"Aaaaaaaahahahahaha!"

I went to angrily shake a free fist in Sokka's direction, but blazing hot fire erupted from my hand and went hurtling toward his head. Sokka yelped and ducked as fast as he could, but the tip of his ponytail was not spared. It burst into flame and he ran screaming around the kitchen with his head on fire.

Quick as a flash, Aang grabbed the decoratory glass vase off of the counter and dumped its contents onto Sokka's blazing head. The fire was quickly extinguished and poor, dripping Sokka was left to finger the singed edges of his hair.

"Aw, man!" he moaned. The very tip of his ponytail was blackened and still smoking, but there was barely any damage done. Sokka turned to me.

"Why the heck did you do that!"

I released my other hand (don't forget, I had been grasping the back of Zuko's armor the entire time) and put both of them up. Lucky for me, Zuko didn't think to make another attempt at pinning Aang to the wall.

"Hey, I told you already; I can't totally control this body!"

Aang, who had also been drenched in the process of snuffing out the fire on Sokka's head, was wringing out his shirt. "Hey, look on the bright side, Sokka. At least you're head's not on fire anymore!"

Sokka glared at him.

"Whaaaaat? I was just saying…"

Zuko was standing stock-still and unbelieving. I didn't think he fully registered what had just happened.

Well, I thought, at least he's not chasing Aang up a tree or something.

"What is going on!"

All three of us looked at him.

"The Avatar is throwing water at people, Ponytail over there is running around with his head on fire, and I've been sucked into a girl's body! What is going on!"

Great. Time to explain everything once again.

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The four of us sat down in the living room, Sokka sitting as far away from me and my fiery hands as humanly possible. I quickly summarized the recent events as Zuko eyed Aang greedily.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my brother peeking into the room from the doorway.

"Hi, Bobby."

He cautiously worked his way into the room, making sure to get a clear look at each of us. Bobby paused for an additional second when he walked past Zuko.

"So that's the guy you switched bodies with?" he asked me.

"Yup."

Bobby looked back at the slender brown-haired girl sitting on the couch, who glared back at him.

"Just because I look like a girl doesn't mean I am one," Zuko snarled. He was in a pretty bad mood after realizing that these effects could be permanent.

I leaned back and rubbed my shoulder. It was quite possible that none of this would ever return to normal, and that I'd be stuck as an overactive flamethrower for the rest of my life. I shuddered.

BANG!

Aang zipped up to the front door as fast as I could (thanks to my new longer legs) and out of the house. There, sprawled out on the lawn, was Admiral Zhao.

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The other three ran out of the house and halted to a stop beside me. I heard someone snarl (presumably Zuko) at the sight of the sprawled Admiral, who was lying face-down in the grass. I rushed over and rolled him onto his back. His chest was slowly rising and falling. Good.

"He's breathing," I said, relieved. Behind me, Zuko growled and sarcastically mumbled, "Great."

Zhao moved very slightly. "C'mon. "Let's get him inside."

All four of us started to pick him up, but then he stirred and opened his eyes.

"Sokka! Aang!" he yelled, hopped to his feet, and dashed over to hug them. I had a feeling that that wasn't Zhao.

Both Aang and Sokka looked visibly shaken as the Admiral proceeded to hug them.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so glad to see you! You have no idea how worried I was when you vanished!"

Aang and Sokka looked at each other. Zhao let go of them and stood happily in front of them.

"Wow. Sokka. Have you shrunk or something? You look a lot shorter than I remember you being."

From behind us, another loud BANG sounded and we all turned around. Emerging from a smallish puff of smoke came Katara. Zhao's face suddenly dropped its happy expression. Katara spotted me and began to stroll over.

"Ah, Prince Zuko! So this is where you vanished off to! The lieutenant was just looking for you."

I was really baffled now. "Um, I'm not Zuko."

"Well, of course you are!"

The real Zuko pushed a loose hair out his face rather forcibly and stormed up to the unsuspecting Iroh.

"Uncle, I'm Zuko!" he spat angrily. "Can't you see that something is terribly wrong! I'm a girl, and so are you!"

Iroh looked down at himself. "Well, so I am! So who's that fellow walking around as you?"

Zuko slapped himself in the face. "Uncle, does it even occur to you that this is TOTALLY out of place! We're in the WRONG BODIES!"

The retired general chuckled and said, "Of course, Prince Zuko! If you hadn't been so busy pouring over those maps you use to track the Avatar…" Aang coughed. "…oh, there he is now….anyways, if you hadn't been so involved with them lately, you would have noticed that things were going wrong!"

Zuko stopped fuming. "What things?"

Iroh started counting off of his fingers. "Well, for instance, just the other day, the helmsman woke up wearing an unusual shirt with a picture of a group of musicians and the words "Green Day" underneath. In the middle of the night, one of our crew went missing. And just this afternoon, my cup of tea transformed into a strong-smelling substance that made me bounce off the walls for half an hour."

Bobby giggled. "That's caffeinated coffee, silly!"

"The point is, however, that strange things have been occurring for the last few days."

"Things have been going on here, too," I remarked. 'This morning, I woke up only to find that I now look like Zuko's clone. And then Aang and Sokka appeared around my doorstep. Now this!"

Zhao, who was apparently Katara, looked down at herself and gasped. "What! I look like ZHAO!"

Sokka once again burst into laughter. "Whoo whoo whooo! This is even better than when we found out Zuko turned into a girl! Ahahahahaha!"

I got annoyed again. "Hey, Sokka, don't forget. She's now a firebender, too."

He was suddenly very quiet. Hmph, I thought gleefully. That shut him up.

Katara was horrified at her current position. "Why is this happening!"

I walked over and put a hand on his- ahem, I mean, her shoulder.

"It's OK, Katara. See, I'm no boy, either, but I'm getting along just fine."

She looked at me uncertainly. "But I'm stuck in an older man's body! You're at least lucky to have ended in up as a teenager…no matter how horrible…"she mumbled.

Zuko growled in the background.

Katara went to touch her hair, which was now wound up in a topknot, and made a disgusted face. She glanced back down at her new armored body and squeezed her eyes shut.

Aang walked up to her and shook his head. "This is so wrong."

Zuko crossed his arms. "Hmph. Tell me about it."

Ooook…done with this one. Again, sorry folks, I know I haven't updated in a while- I've been extremely busy. I really am sorry, though…Well, it may take some time to get the next one; I'm currently putting all my energy into TV's What If and We Are All One. (Oh yeah, and I'm busy making my costume for Halloween- I'm Zuko! I know, it's a little weird that I'm gonna dress up as a guy… and my mom's like, "15-year-olds shouldn't be going out and trick-or-treating." I just told her to buzz off…) Anyways, bye!