Amberhawk – Oh God, don't kill me! I haven't even finished watching the first series of this show. They decided to stop it mid way and start the seaon all over, before it ever got to the Waterbending Scroll episode!I WANT TO LIVE! Hand over the fudge, for the love of God!
Element Girls – I like cheesecake, too.
Random Stuff About Stuff – Everything is hilarious!
animeloverj – HA! Zuko fails to flirt with Katara. AHAHA…
hart of flames – Yes, randomness is very good.
JustAnotherAvatarFangirl – I'm starting to think that people are more interested in Zuko's Double-Double-Triple Swirly Choc Cheesecake (with fudge) than anything else. Perhaps I should get him to make a Mega Marshmallow Choc-Dipped Strawberries and Ice-cream Pavlova (with fudge). Everyone likes Pavlova. And if you don't, get out of my house!
Kia – Why, yes. Zuko does indeed know the dangers of cheesecake making, for he has been perfecting his cheesecake making skills and has turned it into an art form, as will be explained in the next chapter.
Sokka writes a letter to Yue
Soup brings joy
Katara decides to go insane
Zuko is still off making that cheesecake
Katara stood, shocked and not able to believe what had just happened.
"He's going to what!" she screamed.
"He's going to make a cheesecake!" yelled Aang while joyfully trying to fight off a wild Komodo Rhino with his 'Airbenders Forever!' sign.
"Is that, like, Fire Nation talk for 'put a hit on the Avatar' or something?" Katara, still not able to comprehend the event, asked.
"If I know my Fire Nation as well as I think I do," said Sokka "then that would mean that 'going to make a cheesecake' mean 'going to make a cheesecake'."
Katara had a nervous breakdown because Zuko was off making a cheesecake, and that was so, totally, completely and utterly out of character of him.
"What has the world come to?" Katara chewed nervously on her fingernails. "Um, I don't – no! Uh. This isn't – it's not… oh. What's going on? It's all weird. I can't – I don't know – uh…"
Thus Katara became a blabbering idiot as she paced around the clearing they were in and continued to gnaw at her nails.
"Calm down, dearest Katara." said Katara's brother, Sokka. "One must not dwell on the playings of life. It will only lead to a rather sore head."
He turned back to his posh mahogany desk, picked up his quill and continued to write his letter to Yue, which went something like;
Dear Yue,
Words cannot express the feelings I am encountering since your decision to become the moon spirit was made. However, hard as it may be, I must make my feelings known to you.
Every waking moment is filled with thoughts of you, and only you. I know I must seem forthcoming, but I feel I have nothing to lose by proclaiming my love to you. Oh, how I long to hold you in my arms.
Despite this, I fear we may never be together. Although I may eventually move on to another, I beg that know that my heart will always belong to you.
Yours, always and for ever.
Sokka
Sokka signed the letter, placed it in an envelope and sealed it using Katara's necklace charm that he stole from her two nights ago while she was sleeping. He was now faced with the dilemma of figuring out how he was going to get the letter to Yue, since she was now the moon, and not an actually physical person with a get-to-able address.
Eventually, Sokka devised a plan. A plan so cunning a witty it was just that… cunning and witty that is. The plan consisted of a mass-production of the letter, of which each letter would then be delivered by different means, in the hopes that one of them would somehow end up in Yue's hands, or fins, since she was now, technically, a fish.
While Sokka was off putting his cunningly witty plan into action at the local postal services centre, Uncle Iroh was chasing Aang around the area they were currently in, breathing steam out of his nostrils and declaring, "I am the Dragon of the West! I am all powerful! Cower before my superiority and offer up tea in the hopes that you may appease my terrible nature and so I may drink it! The tea, that is."
Aang was thoroughly enjoying this game, and was humouring Uncle Iroh while Air Surfing on his 'Respect to the elderly! I am elderly!' sign.
"Oh, great Dragon of the West! I have not tea to spare!"
"Then I shall continue chasing you!"
Thus Aang flew around, laughing his tattoos off while Uncle Iroh pursued him, equally content.
Back to Katara, and she had fallen into a deeper pit of insanity. She was curled up in the ever-popular foetal position which is so popular with the insane and mentally unstable community, rocking back and forth. She was absolutely delusional, delirious and desperately crazy.
How crazy? Crazy enough to believe that she was having a rather in-depth and interesting conversation.
With Zuko.
"Why, Zuko!" she exclaimed with glee. "What lovely flowers you have brought me! Where ever did you find them? Zuko, your uncle inquired as to your whereabouts. He wanted you to stop by that cute little tea shop at the corner to get tea on your way over. Zuko, you really should take better care your hair. It has the potential to be oh so lovely if you just took the time to wash and comb it properly. And have you ever thought of doing something different to it? Perhaps you could braid it? It would look so lovely on you Zuko, it really would."
We must point out that Katara had been at this for quite a while. After Aang and Uncle Iroh had gotten tired of chasing each other they both sat themselves down with a cup of tea, and more brewing in a teapot, and watched intently at Katara's antics.
Soon, they were joined by Sokka.
"I brought soup!" he declared.
And much joy was felt at the addition of soup, as soup promotes joy. And they celebrated this joy by turning their attention once more to Katara.
"Yes, Zuko, I would love a piece of cheesecake."
"How long should we expect this to last?" inquired Uncle Iroh.
Sokka shrugged, as it was all he could do, as talking with one's mouth full was considered very impolite, and Sokka's mouth was currently full with the soup he had brought, the soup of joy.
"Fascinating!" said Aang. "I have never before encountered such insanity."
After a few more hours of Katara's incessant insane babbling. Aang, Sokka and Uncle Iroh got bored and slightly freaked out. They now turned their attention to something more interesting.
"I wonder what Prince Zuko is doing."
"I wonder what cheesecake he's making for me."
"I wonder when he's coming back!"
