Oprah! This story is of off of hiatus due to the :ahem: comforting words of Amberhawk (I'm allergic to most chocolate, anyway). Well, who cares if anyone reads this? (:goes into fetal position:) Besides, no one matters in this world, huh? (:eye twitches:)

Jack comes along and sees me freaking out, "Get up you weirdo! Come on, please? You are pathetic!" I don't do any thing, so Jack decides to kick me.

"OWWWWW! YOU IDIOT! HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF DRAMA?"

disclaimer: I …ow!.. don't OW! own any OW! part of OW! STOP KICKING ME! IM FINE NOW!

Okay, I don't own ATLA. Comprende?

Now, we were where again? Oh yes….

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Zuko wakes up and realizes Aang (:In normal clothes, thank god:) Is standing over him. THEN he realizes that Sokka is Ko'd on top of him, still. "GET THIS PEASANT OFF OF ME!" he shouted at Aang. The weight of Sokka was unbearable, what has he been eating?

"Nope" said Aang, as he pulled out a camera and took pictures of the weird position. "Now, here's your diary," he drops Zuko's battered diary by Zuko's head. "Apparently your chest is so hard that when Sokka crashed against you, he got a little whacky." Zuko turned red. (: o.O is he blushing, or is he angry:)

"AANG I FOUND YOU!" shouted Jack from the deck. Kit-Kat and Jack (:OH MY GOD! IT RHYMES:) were looking down on him.

"JACKY! KIT-KAT! YOU CAME FOR ME!" Zuko screamed as he shot up to the deck and glomped Katara and Jack (Sokka simply rolled off).

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Later on the island they were on in Story 1:

"Well, Jack… I guess you can come back to work for me…" I said Hesitantly after he had done his duty.

"THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!" he screamed as he lunged at me. I took a step aside and he hit his head against a tree

Aang startled me when he came up from behind and put Momo on my shoulder. Well, more than startled.

"GAH! GET THIS DAMN THING OFF OF ME! AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" To my embarrassment, I ran around in circles screaming my head off. (:God, I am even more pathetic than Sokka:)

"Im hUUUUUngry…" Sokka growled. He had a huge bruise on his forehead from the time he had hit Zuko.

"Hold on; Oprah. Hev, Katara, give the dog a bone, will Ya?" (:note: Oprah in the context of please, there:) I looked down to find Kit-Kat mending Jack's splinters. For some reason, Sokka and I growled at them at the same time. I picked Jack up by his ear and Sokka dragged Katara back by her hood. Aang just stood there and watched.

Momo and the Turtle Danced a hula with Momo singing in that awful lemur voice of his.

"OKAY, THAT'S IT! IM DONE WITH THIS PERMANENTLY HIGH LEMUR AND HIS DAMN VOICE!" I pull out a chrome bazooka with flames on it (my favorite one). "DIE!"

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BOOM

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Well, that's the end of The Untitled: Story 2. God, I must need anger management. Well, I did, but that was from Foamy the Squirrel.

God, I hate lemurs. Well, The flying ones that hula.

-Shirakura

Ps. I'm fine now I was just trying to make people laugh in the beginning.