This is last chapter, so I made it extra long for the finale.I know it wasn't very long, but in all fairness it was planed as a one-shot. Thankyou for all your support. I'll be back with a sequal perhaps.

Amberhawk – In my opinion, Katara has always been nuts. Like Sokka said, 'Weird to freakish'. SOUP FOR ALL, THE SOUP OF JOY!

Random Stuff About Stuff – YAY! Thankyou!

Element Girls – Horay for you? What about me!

animeloverj – Tea and cheesecake! WOOT!

JustAnotherAvatarFangirl – Zuko is not gonna be happy to hear that he now has to make a Pavlova.

Uncle Iroh likes pie

Katara has a secret lover
Soup makes a come-back appearance, the soup of joy
Zhao gets an honourable mention

"Oh God! I burned the butter!"

Pandemonium had erupted throughout the Prince's ship, which had recently been christened and was now lovingly referred to as Katara by the whole crew. Except for Zuko, who had no idea that the ship was called Katara, and therefore was not able to call it Katara because the crew had not bothered to inform him that the ship was called Katara.

People were rushing here and there, collecting ingredients, washing utensils, clearing the counter top and doing all these other things to do with food preparation and hygiene. If it was not up to the standard of their Prince, it was not tolerated. And Zuko had very high standards.

"Melt some more!" yelled Zuko. "And don't burn it this time!"

Zuko was toiling away over the Arrowroot biscuits, crushing them to a satisfactory consistency.

"Jee, make sure you keep the temperature constant."

Jee and three other firebending crew members were trying to cook the sponge cake, as the ice that Aang and Katara made had broken the oven somehow. They had to alternate to keep their makeshift oven at a constant temperature.

Jee, being all high and mighty, was standing there, acting as a spotter, whip at the ready. Ready for what, we do not know.

A loud explosion was heard, followed by the sound of men screaming in pain.

"What happened?" called Zuko over the commotion.

"The chocolate sauce, sir." cried one man, crawling on the floor as if he were seriously injured. "It exploded with such a fury. We never saw it coming. I don't know how many made it."

At least half a dozen men were rolling around on the floor, moaning in agony, covered in chocolate sauce. One was screaming "My eyes!" possibly because sauce had gotten into his eyes.

"You are all fine!" Zuko told them while pressing the buttered biscuit mixture into a cake tin for the biscuit base of the cheesecake.

The sauce covered men promptly got themselves up off the floor, cleaned themselves up and began making the chocolate sauce again.

"There's no cheese. We have no cheese!"

"What?"

Zuko ran off and looked into the storage compartment, frantically looking for cheese.

"There is so cheese in here!" Zuko yelled angrily at the person who said there was no cheese.

Infuriated by the precious time that the moron had wasted by saying there was no cheese when in fact there was cheese had wasted, Zuko threw the cheese at his head.

"Now there is no cheese!"

While Zuko was off trying making the cheesecake, everyone else sat and twiddled their thumbs, waiting for him to come back.

"So, tell me again why he's off making a cheesecake?" Sokka asked.

"It's like a peace offering type thing. Zuko's cheesecakes make anyone who eats it go into a state of complete euphoria, thus making them agreeable to anything."

"How does he do it?"

"That, my friend, is one of the great mysteries of the world. It's just like knowing which shipping Nickelodeon will run with in the show Avatar: The Last Airbender. We just won't know until we're told. "

Aang was still pacing with a 'Walking sucks!' sign.

Katara had gotten over her temporarily long bout of insanity. She had no recollection of the event and was now sulking because she had not been given soup, the soup of joy. Because she had been lacking in the joy provided by the soup she was in a rather sour mood and no one had wanted to interact with her, lest they wish to have their eyes gouged out, stepped on, frozen and then replaced back in their sockets.

"We should do something to pass the time. Prince Zuko tends to spend an awful long time on his cheesecakes. Such a perfectionist, that boy is."

There was a period of awkward silence as Uncle Iroh was waiting for suggestions.

"You could go find me some soup." Katara pouted.

"No. There is only so much joy one can take, and I have taken all I can take." Sokka said joyfully.

"I know!" Uncle Iroh jumped up in a genius realisation, if that is even possible, which it probably is. "Let's play Pie Show!"

"But we've already played Pai Sho." pointed out Sokka.

"No, not Pai Sho. Pie Show!"

"What's the difference?" asked Katara.

"Well, the spelling for one. Not to mention the overall concept of the game. Also the fact that Pie Show is not actually something you would call a 'game'."

"OH! PIE SHOW!"

"Basically," Uncle Iroh began explaining, "we choose a pie, we all go off and make a pie, bring the pie back and then we all judge the pies, crown a winning pie and then after we've judged the pies we all get to eat the pies."

"… why?" speculated Katara.

"I like pie."

"Ok!" Katara grinned cheesily.

"Alright then! I would very much like to treat you all to my Four Seasons pie."

A round of ooo's chorused around.

"Well, I'm gonna make Seal Blubber pie!" Sokka countered Uncle Iroh.

"I'll make Airbended pie!" Aang waved his 'I'll make Airbended pie' sign enthusiastically.

"Um… I guess I'll make my Lovers pie."

"Oh?" inquired Uncle Iroh.

"Well, I was saving it for someone special." confessed Katara, shyly. "But I haven't gotten in any practice, and I want it to be… well, special." Katara blushed vigorously.

"Ah, young love." mused Uncle Iroh. "Alrighty then, let's make PIE!"

And so the Pie Show went underway. The judges were faced with the tough decision of choosing the best pie out of the three presented, as no one really wanted to eat the Blubber pie. Especially with the eye ball and neck vertebrae floating in it.

In the end, Katara's Lovers pie won it out, followed closely by a tie between Uncle Iroh's Four Seasons pie and Aang's Airbended pie.

Katara felt loved, as she was given many compliments on her pie. As a prize, Aang, Sokka and Uncle Iroh went to find her some soup, the soup of joy. So, in addition to feeling loved, Katara felt joy, as did every one else, as the joy Katara felt induced by the soup influenced her share the soup with the others, thus spreading the joy.

After the effects of the soup, the soup of joy, wore off, Zuko finally came back, looking positively dishevelled. He was panting heavily, his hair was a mess, his clothes hung awkwardly and he was missing a sleeve. He looked pale because he was covered in flour that exploded and there was a big splatter of sauce across his face. He limped towards them, carrying the fished product that was his cheesecake, though he seemed pretty pleased with himself.

"What took you so long?" yelled Katara.

"You can't rush these things." Zuko defended his cheesecake.

"Goodness nephew! What have you been doing?"

"I have spent the past sixteen hours, slaving over the kitchen, keeping the crew in order during the serenade to my Double-Double-Triple Swirly Choc Cheesecake, and NOW I'm trying to figure out why the crew was yelling 'he's leaving Katara!' as I was walking here." Zuko whispered angrily to his uncle.

"Zuko, you idiot."

Zuko childishly stuck out his tongue at Uncle Iroh. "Bleh to you, Uncle. Now where is the Avatar?"

Zuko was directed to a large pillar, on which Aang was sitting on top of waving his 'insert snappy caption here' sign. He took out the piece of paper that was given to him by Kataraback in chapter two, held the cheesecake aloft and began resiting.

" 'Aang. For the past few episodes I have been a total jerk, trying to capture you and ultimately bring about the end of the world. I am ever so sorry for all that I've done. I would also like to mention that I will do all that is in my power to make sure that you stop the Fire Lord while keeping up the charade that I am trying to stop you while remaining ever so sexy. I will also try to get myself in a situation where I must Agni Kai again' – wait. What?"

"Um… yeah, about that…"

"KATARA!" screamed Sokka in shock.

"Oh, come on! The Agni Kai battle sequences are like, the pinnacle of the first season!"

"I hate the Agni Kai." muttered Zuko.

"NO THEY'RE NOT!"

"FOR THE FANGIRLS THEY ARE!"

Katara stopped short. Zuko had gotten annoyed and threw the cheesecake at her head. He was met by looks of shock.

"What? I stand by what I did." Zuko huffed and folded his arms over his chest.

"HEY!"

Aang had made his way down the pillar. He was not holding a protest sigh.

"Does that mean that you're not on strike anymore?" asked Katara.

"Um, technically, no."

He was met by quizzical looks by all.

"You remember the time I said I never wanted to be the Avatar."

"…yeah."

"Well I choose to stand by it, and to add to it." Aang breathed deeply. "I never wanted to be the Avatar."

Everyone stood silently, waiting to see where this was going.

"I wanted to be him!"

Everyone looked at where Aang was pointing and found themselves looking at Zuko, scraping cheesecake off Katara's face and eating it. The cheesecake, not Katara's face.

"What? I spent hours on my Double-Double-Triple Swirly Choc Cheesecake and I'll be damned if I let it go to waste!"

They looked back at Aang.

"I always wanted to be the angsty teen firebenber with the sad past!" Aang yelled.

"Uh…?"

Aang quickly got a blow-torch, lit it and aimed it at his left eye, upon which he screamed in pain.

"Fine!" shrugged Zuko. "I don't care. But is he wants to be me, then I want to be the waterbender." he pointed at Katara.

Zuko ran off screen and game back a second later dressed in Water Tribe attire.

"But…" Katara protested.

"Silence!" Zuko yelled and waterbended. "This is so cool!"

"Oh! Oh! I want to be the deranged uncle." Sokka raised his hand.

"Ooo, let's swap roles." Uncle Iroh suggested to Sokka, who thought it was a splendid idea.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE!" screamed Katara.

"Nothin'." answered Zuko.

"We have decided it was time for change." added Sokka, all Uncle Iroh-like. "Plus, it's so cool being able to firebend!"

Sokka and Zuko, ecstatic over their new powers, began to have and epic battle. Aang had gone off to challenge Zhao to an Agni Kai and Uncle Iroh was making muscles at his reflection.

Katara shook her head in disappointment. "I give up."

The End.