Disclaimer: Ok, I don't own Avatar: the last Airbender, or Liz, (my friend owns her

-and is her-); but I am and do own Marie

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A note from M: Hey, it's Marie writing this time. I hope you liked Liz's chapter; and mine too after you read it. Sorry my chapter took so long. Well, I think that's it… Oh, and Liz and I will reply to and thank the reviewers at the end of the chapter.

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Of course, Liz was so excited about meeting the prince and General Iroh that she forgot about rolling up her pant legs. Stepping through the door, she tripped over the extra six inches of fabric, somersaulted twice, and landed in a heap midway through the room. Marie just stopped, shocked for a moment. Then, as Liz stood up, slightly dazed, Marie saw she was all right and started to have a fit of very badly stifled giggles.

"Ahem…" Zuko said, annoyed, from the end of the room; interrupting not only Marie and Liz –who had good-naturedly started to laugh too- from their giggle fit, but also Iroh, who was chuckling quietly.

"Liz, roll up your pant legs before you kill yourself," said Marie (M: actually, the sentence went more like this: "Liz, -giggle- roll –giggle- up your pant legs –giggle- before you –giggle- -gasp a breath- -giggle- kill yourself –giggle-"), as they walked the rest of the way. (M: more carefully, in Liz's case.)

"Who are you, why are you here, and how did you get on my ship?" demanded Zuko.

"Well, I'm Liz censored, and this is Marie censored," (M: sorry were not allowed to say our last names) said Liz, since Marie was still having sporadic bursts of giggles. "If you find out the rest, could you tell us too?"

Zuko glared at her, but Liz, with her normal disregard for danger, just grinned. Iroh, either oblivious to the tension building in her nephew, ignoring it, or actually enjoying it, smiled and nodded amiably.

"Greetings! I am General Iroh of the fire nation, and this my nephew, Prince Zuko."

"Nice to meet you," said Marie politely, now recovered, and glanced nervously over at Liz and Zuko, who were now locked in a staring/glaring contest.

Zuko appeared to be getting more irritated by the second. (M: I think I remember wisps of steam rising from his bald -well, almost bald- head) Finally, he erupted in a roar.

"Enough! Tell me how you got on my ship!" Zuko was fuming. Realizing that both of them might end up as ashes, (M: and realizing that whatever Liz was planning to say next would probably turn might into will definitely) Marie decided to jump in.

"Uh, we really don't know…Your Highness," Marie said very respectfully, stepping in front of Liz, and on some of her toes.

"Ouch!" squeaked Liz. "Marie, get off my feet—"

"Shut up," hissed Marie. "You want to get us killed?"

"We won't get killed…," Liz said confidently.

Marie looked apprehensively at the annoyed, suspicious, fire prince with the notoriously bad temper, and then turned around to look at Liz, a totally disbelieving look on her face. "Liz…" she said. "I've always wondered; do you have a mental problem, or something! Will you calm down and act serious, for once?"

"Ok…" Liz said reluctantly and straightened up, though you could see that she thought Marie was the one who needed to calm down. (M: Strange… because I'm the calm one, normally. Of course, we are facing nearly certain death right in the face, so…). An overly serious and solemn look came over Liz's face. Only in her eyes, could you see the she was fighting to keep from breaking down and outright bursting into laughter.

Zuko stared at them incredulously. "What is wrong with you?"

Liz took a long, slow breath…and…broke down. Turning to Marie, she pleaded, her caramel eyes doubling in size. "Please, please, can I take this question?"

Marie sighed, and flipped her long, blonde ponytail over her shoulder. "…go ahead…"

Liz turned to Zuko and drew a big breath. "Well, one day, for an experiment, I decided to stick my brain in the microwave for thirty seconds, but it exploded in a huge mess all over the walls, so I left it for my mom to clean up!" This sentence came out in one long rush.

"Huh…?" said Zuko.

"What's a microwave?" asked Iroh.

"Liz…" groaned Marie, rubbing her temples.

Zuko finally realized he wasn't going to get any new information out of them at this point, and muttered, "What should I do with them."

Iroh heard him and shrugged. "Give them chores," he suggested, "at least until we can figure out how their teleportation works. That would be a very helpful tool in catching the Avatar."

Surprisingly, Zuko took his uncle's advice. He nodded, and then called for one of the fire soldiers stationed outside the door. "Show these girls to their quarters," he commanded.

"The prison cells?" asked the soldier.

Zuko shook his head. "No, give them their own room, but place a guard outside." The soldier nodded, and then led the girls out.

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Once in their shared room, Marie broke out.

"Teleport? They think we can teleport?' she said, total disbelief just dripping from her words. "This is getting weirder and weirder…" Marie shook her head.

"Well," Liz said. "It is a possibility." When Marie looked at her skeptically, she added, "I mean, how else could we just 'appear' in the middle of the ocean?"

"I guess, you could be right," admitted Marie. "But how in the world did we do it?"

"I dunno…unless…maybe…maybe it was the mattress. Perhaps it's magic," Liz suggested brightly. Marie stared at her like she was insane. (M: wait a minute, she is insane)

"What?" said Liz, innocently.

"Liz…a…mattress…?"

"I know it sounds stupid, Marie," said Liz.

Marie raised her eyebrows.

"Ok, it sounds really stupid," conceded Liz. "But you'd have also thought it was stupid if I had told you at our sleepover last night that we'd appear the next morning on Zuko's ship, in the world of Avatar: The last Airbender."

Marie considered this, struck by this brilliant flash of logic coming from a totally illogical girl. Suddenly, a thought occurred to her. "Liz, are you feeling all right?" she said going over to her friend and putting her hand on Liz's forehead.

"I'm fine, Marie. But it makes sense, doesn't it?"

"I guess," said Marie. "But I'm tired." She glanced out the porthole that was their window. "And it's getting dark, could we talk about it in the morning?"

"It's getting dark already?" Liz said going over to look out the porthole. "WOW That was quick!"

"Not really," said Marie. "You were unconscious most of the day."

"Oh, yeah," said Liz, rubbing the growing bump on the back of her head. "Well, I guess so."

The girls each climbed into a bed. The room was furnished with two of them. However the proposed 'magic mattress' was nowhere to be seen. In fact, none of their original belongings were in the room, except their necklaces which they still wore.

"Good night, Liz," whispered Marie.

"Night, Marie."

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Well, there's my first chapter! Hope you guys like it as much as you did Liz's! Again I'm sorry it took so long! What's with all my exclamation points! Well, I got the next chapter too, (L: noooooooooooo) so I suppose I should start writing it! Look for it –given my speed of writing- sometime in the next millennium! (L: more NOOOOOOOO) I am obsessed with exclamation points! Bye!

Marie Flamme

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Marie: Ah…time to thank the reviewers!

Liz: OMG! We would like to thank all the wonderful people that reviewed our story. We love you guys and gals!

princesslaneah777:

L&M: A very special thanks to our first reviewer. We think your cool to. Liz gives Princess a big hug

L: really cool

Snake-Eyes:
L&M: Um, thanks for the review, but this is one story. That intro will have meaning soon. We know right now you all are probably wondering what the heck that Void guy and the others have to do with anything, but trust us it will all become clear…Muahahahaha…Sorry, we just felt like doing that.

sugar-n-spice:

M&L: we did more because you asked so nicely

zukozfire22:

L: thanks we thought our story was pretty cool too

M: Modest much?

L: hehehe and your welcome, I loved your story to.

Liz Mizu:

M: what in the world? LIZ!

L: runs far away muhahahahaha

raven-foreverdark:

L: wow thanks. Yes we really do act this way. Thanks, I loved your story and am trying to get my ballet obsessed fried to read it.

M: Well, if you'd mail it to me…And I am not ballet obsessed! Pets new toe shoe "Oooh…pretty…"

L: I rest my case

Shadowlover101:

M: Somehow I just remember it being more disturbing than amusing. Well, I guess the look on his face must have beengood, although I was asleep.

L: Well what really happened was our mattress landed on top of his but we were still on his bed and I bet his face was funny but sadly it was to dark for me to see. sniff

Amberhawk:

M: Ok, OK, I continued it! Just no torture!

L: don't worry amber I'll torture her for you. (grabs a pic of Jet and starts to chase her with it.)

M: get that hideous this away form me!

L: muhahaha!

Once again, thanks to all who reviewed, and we're terribly sorry if we've missed someone!

A visit with the prince; and a theory about magic mattresses