Hello everyone! So sorry we haven't posted in a while! We've been extremely busy and CT is going to camp next week so I'll be posting updates…if I update next week, which I hope too. Okie dokies, thank you to our reviewers madCello12, Rach and lying-with-a-smile! OMG I can't wait for Avatar: The Fury of Aang tonight! CT and I are counting down the minutes! Omgomgomggomgomg…ok here's the post.

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Disclaimer: We have no rights to Avatar just like we have no rights to any thing…

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After a half an hour of traveling swiftly and silently they arrived at a busy village. People were so busy that they didn't notice whom they were bumping into, so it was a good thing for Aang and Zuko. Finally, they made their way to the supply stall. As Aang started to look at things, the old creepy man that ran the stall stopped Zuko.

"Ar' you Zuko?" the old man grunted.

"Ah…er…" Zuko stuttered, not wanting to give away his identity.

"I won' tell on ya," he grumbled. "This is for ya." The old man gave Zuko a yellowed envelope. Quickly, he stashed it away before Aang could see. Zuko picked out a sleeping bag and went back to where Aang was picking up supplies.

"Got everything? What did the shop owner want? He didn't find out who we were, did he?" Aang asked all at once.

"I just asked him what was the best sleeping bag for our money." Zuko invented. "Alright, let's pay for this and go get the food."

Once, they paid Aang said, "Ok, I thought I saw a food stand around the corner."

They made their way to the food stand and got plenty of fruits and vegetables and different food items. Loading them into Aang's bag he brought, they took off through the forest, this time a little slower since they had supplies and food to weigh them down. They returned back to camp and unloaded the supplies.

"See, everything's here, here's the rest of the money left over, supplies, food and sleeping bag, all here, nothing stolen." Zuko showed Sokka.

"Hmmm…" Sokka surveyed the gear. "Nothing we didn't ask for, nothing missing." Sokka reported.

"See? I told you that Zuko wouldn't do anything!" Katara told her brother.

"Zuko is our friend now, you can trust him as much as you can trust me." Aang said. Aang turned back to Zuko, and Zuko slightly smiled at Aang. A million thoughts were going through Zuko's head. Never in his life had he had real friends. Now, he had friends who would stick up for him, friends whom he could talk to. He had never had a friend when he was little it was always he would hang out with his sister and her friends and his mother, but he never had friends of his own.

He had friends now.

That night after supper, everyone unrolled his or her sleeping bags and Aang crawled up onto Appa. As soon as everyone was asleep Zuko got out the letter he had received from the shop owner. On the front it said 'To My Dearest Son, Zuko' and he took it out and read it to himself by firelight.

My Dearest Son Prince Zuko,

I'm terribly sorry for the way acted towards you the other day. I seemed to have been in a bad mood and I have changed my mind. If you return the Avatar (and this time he remains captured) you will be welcomed home and the throne will be rightfully turned over to you. Kill the other two Water Tribe peasants, and capture the Avatar to bring him back. Come home, my son.

Sincerely Your Loving Father,

Fire Lord Ozai

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-Kat & CT (for some reason I keep on leaving him out)