Okay, two songs in this one, to make up for the songless last chapter. I'm going to add the other characters in the next chapters. This story isn't going to focus on Aang and Zuko quite as much as the last one did, because everyone else is captured too, even if they're somewhere else. Anyway, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything that belongs to someone else. I do, however, own two insane cat who are currently chasing their tails, a pair of pink glasses, a cold, a truffles recipe, and no social life. I do not own Avatar, or any of these songs, and am currently wondering who would think that the creators of such a great TV show would be on the internet writing fanfictions about their own story. Although, if I had written something that got published, I would like to read fanfictions on it, and laugh at all the morons who interpret what I write so strangely. Wow. I think that this is the longest Disclaimer I have ever written.

"Who's there? Show yourself!"

This line had come after Zuko had woken up, spent about twenty minutes yelling at the pirates, to which they responded with something along the lines of 'hope you enjoy your new roommate' followed by raucous cackling. Zuko had noticed something in the shadows moving, and had said the aforementioned… thing.

"Zuko?"

Oh, please, no. Anyone but him.

"It's really you!"

Some omnipotent power is out to get me, I swear. Why me? Why is he here? I didn't want him here!

"I can't believe it!"

Maybe if I just pretend I'm not Zuko, he'll believe me. Where's that veil? Oh, elements, if Uncle Iroh ever saw me willingly getting into this disguise…

"I haven't seen you in ages!"

Right. Just pretend I'm not Zuko. No Fire Benders here, nuh uh! Oh, he'll never fall for that! He's not that stupid!

"Well, I mean, I have, but you were always chasing me."

Well, then again… Yup, he's pretty dumb.

"I won't hold it against you, though. I know you didn't mean it."

Okay, just pretend that I have no idea who he is. No idea who I am. Well, no. Who Zuko is, I'm not Zuko. I mean, I'm pretending not to be Zuko… If I'm this confused, what'll he be? The expression on his face will almost be worth wearing a dress!

"I know we're still friends, right, Zuko?"

"Who is this Zuko of which you speak?" asked Zuko in the highest voice he could manage.

Aang blinked. This was not what he had expected. A girl? A very strange sounding girl, come to think of it…

"Zuko?" he asked tentatively.

"No, I'm, uh…, I'm…Tri… NO! No. Not Trianna, just because Uncle Iroh says… Oh, darn."

"Zuko?" Aang repeated, now trying not to laugh.

"NO, I'm…. his sister. Azula. Zuko's sister."

"His sister?" asked Aang, carefully holding in his laughter. "Then why didn't you know who he was?"

"I uh… Haven't seen my sis… brother in a long time. He's been… er…. chasing that Avatar person. Trying to come home, and all. Who are you?"

"I'm Aang. I'm a friend of your brother's.

"No you're not!"

"Zuko?"

"Oh, darn it."

"Don't worry, Zuko," Aang assured him. "I don't mind that you got captured by the pirates. I did too."

"What?"

"Well, you obviously didn't want me to know who you were because you were ashamed that you got beaten by a bunch of pirates. I wonder where Katara and Sokka are…. Did your Uncle Iroh get captured too? I hope not. I liked him."

"Erm… I don't know…" muttered Zuko, completely confused by Aang's sudden topic shift. "We were…. separated…."

"Don't worry," Aang told him, mistaking his confusion for downheartedness. "Things could be a lot worse. You just have to look on the bright side of things."

And, just as he had so often last time the pair were stuck together, the Avatar began to sing.

"Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase"

"Avatar…"

"Hakuna Matata! Ain't no passing craze"

"Not again!"

"It means no worries for the rest of your days

It's our problem-free philosophy"

"I hope this doesn't mean that I have to follow it too…"

"Hakuna Matata!

Hakuna Matata?

Yeah. It's our motto!

What's a motto?

Nothing. What's a-motto with you?"

"What?"

"Zuko! This song takes more than one person. Sing along!"

"But I don't know the…"

"Those two words will solve all your problems"

"Oh, yeah right…"

"That's right. Take Pumbaa here

Why, when he was a young warthog..."

"Warthog? This song is sung by warthogs?"

"When I was a young warthog

Very nice

Thanks"

"Who are you talking to!"

"He found his aroma lacked a certain appeal

He could clear the savannah after every meal"

"Nice. Really, really delicate. That's absolutely disgusting, Avatar."

"I'm a sensitive soul though I seem thick-skinned

And it hurt that my friends never stood downwind"

"Down… Oh."

"And oh, the shame

He was ashamed

Thought of changin' my name

What's in a name?

And I got downhearted

How did ya feel?

Everytime that I...

Hey! Pumbaa! Not in front of the kids!"

"Kids? What kids, I'm older than you. Anyway, this isn't inappropriate, just immature…"

"Oh. Sorry"

"You should be."

"Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase

Hakuna Matata! Ain't no passing craze"

"What does that even mean?"

"It means no worries for the rest of your days"

"Is that a direct translations? What is this?"

"It's our problem-free philosophy

Hakuna Matata!"

"Oh."

"Hakuna Matata! Hakuna matata!

Hakuna Matata! Hakuna matata!"

"I get it!"

"Hakuna Matata! Hakuna matata!

Hakuna Matata! Hakuna—"

It means no worries for the rest of your days

"Okay. Thank you, for ending your repetitiveness."

"It's our problem-free philosophy

Hakuna Matata!

Hakuna Matata

Hakuna Matata

Hakuna Matata"

"Would you shut up!"

I say "Hakuna"

I say "Matata"

"You done yet?"

"Yup."

"Finally. Really, Avatar, that was the most annoying song I've ever heard!"

Aang blinked. "Really?" he asked. I can think of several that you thought were definitely more annoying."

"Such as…"

The young Avatar took a deep breath and started singing again.

""Here's a llama,

There's a llama.

And another little llama.

Fuzzy llama.

Funny llama.

Llama, llama duck!

Llama, llama

Cheesecake llama

Tablet, brick, potato Llama

Llama, llama mushroom, llama

Llama, llama duck!

I was once a Treehouse.

I lived in a cake!

But I never saw the way

The orange slayed the rake.

I was only three years dead.

But it told the tale.

And now listen, little child,

To the safety rail.

Did you ever see a llama?

Kiss a llama on the llama?

Llama's llama, taste of llama

Llama llama duck.

Half a llama,

Twice a llama

Not a llama

Farmer, llama.

Llama, in a car

Alarm a llama

Llama, llama, duck.

Is that how it's told now?

Is it all so old?

Is it made of lemon juice?

Doorknob, ankle, cold.

Now my song is getting thin.

I've run out of luck.

Time for me to retire now and become a duck."

Zuko groaned. "Here we go again…"