A/N: Having established the scene, we now consider what has happened to date, elsewhere.
Disclaimer: Okay, I don't own Avatar or its characters. Owell. I'll get over it. So will you. In the meantime…
CHAPTER 2:
Aang was bored out of his mind. What was more, he was lonely. He knew it was his duty to learn earth-bending, and he was thrilled to have his old friend as his teacher. But he missed Katara and Sokka. He missed Appa!
Granted, they had only been gone two weeks, but what looong weeks! And worst of all was that he didn't know but what they might need his help, while he was here safe in Omashu. Stuck again in lessons, maybe, but safe.
Another very real objection? Frankly, this was no fun! Sokka and Katara were messing with explosive devices, secret undercover missions, strangers who could give them the kiss of death! Now that was living! Although… what the kiss of death might involve Aang still had trouble envisioning…
Of course, the next thing he knew Bumi had upped the ante on his earth-bending "exercises", and he was nearly crushed in a landslide while attempting to create moving sculptures that interacted with passersby. So maybe he should focus a little more attention on these lessons after all.
How annoying.
Maybe they could discuss this at dinner – if he survived!