Enter: The World of Aang
Chapter 1: I don't think I'm in Seattle anymore…
Last Night
I was watching my favorite show Avatar: The Last Airbender one night. I was bored, so I started to draw Aang, Katara, and Sokka. I decided to press the picture up against the television screen. That's when the screen and picture glowed a purple-ish blue color. I began to panic. "Anybody..? What's going on here?" I asked. "This prank is NOT funny..!" I was yelling out at nothing in particular, in hopes that someone would jump from behind the couch and yell 'Gotcha!' but no one did.
"Hello? Is anyone here?" I called into the dark living room. A sudden sensation washed over my body and I blacked out.
Later
There was a light breeze tickling my face, and I was lying on my back on something… hard. It definitely didn't feel like my carpet. Then I started to hear slight whispers; they sounded.. familiar. I tried to open my eyes, but it was bright so I groaned and covered my eyes.
"Hey, she's waking up," One of the voices called. Someone started to pull my hands away from my eyes.
"Let go…" I mumbled. The person was obedient and let me go. Then someone else piped up.
"Who are you?" Hm… If I didn't know any better, that sounded like…
Uncovering my eyes, I gazed upon… "Sokka!" I squealed and threw my arms around him. "Oh my god, you look so much better in person!" He blushed a little.
"Katara, is this girl sick or something?" Sokka asked. I immediately let him go, slightly embarrassed.
"Oh my god... Aang! The Avatar! May I have your autograph? I'm your number one fan!" Aang's eye twitched, but nonetheless he agreed. "Thank you! Yes! This is my lucky--Wait a second. Sokka?"
"Yeah?" He answered.
I pointed to my head. "Hit me in the head with your boomerang."
"Uhm… Sure, okay." He pulled out his boomerang and smacked me a good one, causing me to fall over.
"O-okay, I'm not dreaming…oww." I said, rubbing my now aching head.
"Where did you come from? You don't really look like you're from any nation." Katara asked.
"I come from Seattle." I said.
"Where?" Sokka asked.
"Seattle." I replied with some annoyance.
"Where's that?" Sokka asked.
"In Washington." I said.
"Which is where?" He questioned.
"In the United States of America..." I said, looking at him.
"Whoa..." Sokka paused for a second.
Finally... I thought to myself.
"What's that?" He asked.
Later That Day
"Whoa, hold it--let me get this straight. You were watching 'television' and you got sucked in and ended up here?" Sokka asked. I sighed.
"Yes Sokka, for the 10th time yes! Grr, you need to listen more. Well, not that you ever did but--"
"Oh, be quiet!" He snapped.
"Whatever."
"What are we, anyway? Are we even real to you?" Aang asked out of curiosity.
"No, not really. You're just a cartoon show in my world." I pointed out.
Sokka had to ruin my happy moment. "But still, where's Seattle?"
"…" I thumped him on the head and crossed my arms. "Not like it matters now. I'll probably never see it again." I'll probably never get back home… Thinking about it was upsetting. I frowned and looked down.
"There, there, Jennifer, it's alright, we're here for you." Katara said, hugging me for comfort.
"Really? You guys are?"
"Yeah, of course we are! Right, guys?" Aang said cheerfully. Katara let go of me.
"Yeah, even though we still don't know who you are. Sure!" Sokka added. I snorted.
Just so I could fill them in a little more about myself, I started to tell them about my life back home.