I don't own them! Slavery is wrong, unless it's for humor!

You're all awesome!

Cricket: No love here sorry. I'm a humor writer. I've got a couple romances planed for later. But this is just me torturing characters for your amusement.

Avatar cast starts to yell about how 'unfair this is'

Life isn't fair besides, you aren't even real. Katara: You are ahorrible person! Me: I try.

Raven-Foreverdark: Zuko hates everyone.

A.R. SteelClaw: There will be thoughts. I just had to get the basics down. Now the real fun begins. Thoughts are italicized.

Gogglehead Lover: It's sugerhyped reviewers like you who keep this thing going.

XSeabiscutX: Thanks for the offer.

KataraxZukoshipper: They're going to the Coliseum. Probably next chapter. There will be lions and elephants and chariots and stuff. Yes, I am evil. Zuko: You got that right! Me: But that's why people read my stories. evil grin

Now that that's out of the way, I can start.

Chapter 3: I Have Run Out Of Witty Titles Involving Rome. Message Me If You Have Ideas.

Aang immediately began running around the market looking at and touching everything. Not wanting to be left alone with the prince of fire, Sokka and Katara quickly followed Aang.

Zuko stood there. I don't know anyone. The three people I have a connection with just ran off. For the first time since he'd dueled with his father, he was scared. Pull yourself together. He told himself. You've been through worse. Zuko stood there trying to sum up the courage to move.

"Get out of the way!" Someone behind him yelled. Zuko turned just in time to be hit by a cart full of cabbages. Zuko fell on his side and so did the majority of the cart's cabbages. Zuko looked up to see the outline of a man shaking his fist's in the air. "You're gonna pay for this, punk!" He yelled. If Zuko could have bended, he would have fought, but since he couldn't, he swiftly got up and ran through the throng pushing and shoving until he was sure the insane cabbage man wasn't chasing him anymore. Weirdo… he thought as he strode through the crowd.

"Look at this one, Sokka," Katara said brightly picking up a red-violet linen dress. We're stuck in a freaky parallel world and she still finds time to shop. That's girls for you. Speaking of girls, where's Prince Zuko…Sokka looked around the crowd. "Sokka, you're not even looking!" Katara said impatiently. "What?" Sokka asked, "Very nice," he said looking at the dress for a second. Then he resumed staring around the crowd. Katara sighed and turned to the man selling the dresses.

"How much," she asked.

"For you?" he replied, "Free. I don't have many genuine Phoenician dresses, but then again, the world doesn't have many genuine beauties like you." He said, smiling at her.

"Hey bub!" Sokka yelled turning on the man, "Keep off my sister!"

"Hey man," the guy retorted, "I've got a wife and kids back in Greece, I'm not interested in your sister." This guy was only about eighteen and he had a family. "I'm just trying to make a living selling exotic foreign merchandise, and complementing the lovely ladies who purchase my things. I don't need you telling me off for a simple kind word to her. Someone needs to pay some attention to her because you clearly don't." He said not another word to Sokka but turned to Katara, said "Ma'am," bowed, picked up his cart full of wares, and strode off calmly. Katara scowled at Sokka and turned to Aang who as admiring a set of carved staffs.

Zuko continued wandering through the crowds. He didn't like admitting he was lost, but he didn't have a clue as to where he was. I have to find the Avatar and his peasants. Not watching where he was going, Zuko bumped into a man pushing a cart full of linen dresses. "Have you seen a kid?" he asked immediately, "Bald with an arrow on his head. Possibly with two other. Brown haired and tan. A girl and as boy."

"Yeah," the man replied, "I never saw the bald kid but I did see the other two."

"Where and when," Zuko quickly followed. Thank Agni.

"That way," he jabbed his thumb over his shoulder, "No more than ten minutes ago." He hadn't even finished and Zuko was pushing through the crowd the Avatar's direction.

"Thank you!" he yelled over his shoulder. The man shrugged. I'm meeting the strangest people today. He thought. He picked up his cart and took two steps before he crashed into another cart full of cabbages. "My cabbages!" the cart's owner yelled.

"These are fine quality staffs," Aang said, running his fingers over their intricate designs.

"Don't you think we should try to find Zuko?" Katara asked.

"Why on earth would we do that?" Sokka yelled.

"Well, it's just that, it's getting late and I don't think we should leave him stranded." Katara said hoping that Aang would agree to look.

"Okay," Aang said, "Enemy or not, nobody deserves to be abandoned. Katara, you and Sokka go that way." He pointed to his left, "And I'll cover over there," he looked right.

"No need," said a voice behind him. Aang turned around to see a dirty and sweaty Prince Zuko.

"What happened to you?" Katara asked looking him up and down.

"Nothing," he said simply.

"Well, we'd better find a place to stay," Sokka said, "Before it gets dark."

"Excuse me," said a smooth voice. They all turned to see a tall olive skinned girl with an ox looking at them. "I couldn't help overhearing you. If you need a place to stay, I'm sure my papa wouldn't mind hosting you all." All three boys tried to say something but all their jaws had dropped.

"That's very kind," Katara said filling the silence. "Thank you." The girl giggled softly as she looked at the boys.

"Follow me then," she began leading the ox and the boys through the crowd as Katara walked beside her. I don't like this girl. She thought. There's something strange about her.

Right-o! Another chapter down. Yes, the cabbage guy made an appearance. I'd had that planned forever. Sorry it took so long. Writer's block with several projects can cause big delays. I had the beginning of this chapter planned but I couldn't figure out of the life of me where to go from there. But it's done, I think it's good. I have like a week off so I'll start writing more.

Happy Christmachanukwanzaka everyone.

The Muffin Dragon