A/N: Ok I finally got the second chapter up. Tell me what you think and be brutally honest! By the way with the exception of the first chapter, I am now using the Slogan Generator website to create the names of the chapters. I type in a word, Zuko for this one, and it gives me a random slogan. It's fun so pay attention to the chapter names from now on, maybe some of them will turn out to be funny.
Chapter Two
"GNAA! GNAA! We're going to crash!" Katara shrieked, conveniently close to Zuko's ear.
"What in Great Fire Lord Ozai's name are you yelling!" Zuko shouted over the sound of the roaring engines which had just burst into flame. "And how did you get in the cockpit!"
"I don't know." Katara said calmly. "But AANG…I mean….GNAA in those few seconds of transition between Chapter One and Chapter Two has asked that we now shout his name backwards."
"Yhw! I mean… why!" Zuko shouted over the still roaring engines which had now become lions. How ironic.
"I don't know. Call it a moment of zany inspiration from the narrator." Katara answered waving at the narrator. I waved back.
"Will you cut that out! We're in the middle of a crisis!" Zuko said, sounding slightly high pitched.
"Zuko are you having a panic attack?" Katara asked. "Cause if you are I know CPR."
"Katara!" Sokka shouted from his seat where he was now armed with a flame-throwing barf bag launcher so that he could have motion sickness bags and fire on the go.
"What?"
"GNAA wants, ugh, hold on..." Sokka turned green as the plane did a sharp nose dive and quickly pulled the trigger on his gun. "Stop messing with my gun, plane!" he said, and then pulled the trigger himself.
"Oh great," Zuko muttered, "Word play."
Sokka looked at it expectantly and realized a second to late that a flame-throwing barf bag launcher was probably not the best idea as a flaming paper bag smacked him in the face causing him to scream and run around like a giant horse with a flaming tea kettle tied to its hind quarters, and other random metaphors.
A robotic voice began to talk over the loud speaker. "Please fasten your seatbelts passengers. We will be experiencing slight turbulence, death, destruction, and flames. Thank you and have a nice day."
Then they all plummeted down towards the waiting evil Disneyland below. There shouts were mixed together and none of their voices could be distinguished from the others.
"We're going to die!"
"No! Make it stop!"
"MY FACE IS ON FIRE!"
Well ok, almost none.
Then they crashed. In a great flame of fiery glory and destruction. And that was the end of the cast of the Avatar.
Just kidding! (Had you going there didn't I?)
"I hate flying." Sokka sighed as he attempted to heave a piece of the plane's wing off of him.
"I hate everything." Zuko snapped as he helped Uncle Iroh heave a piece of the propeller off of him.
"I love the world!" GNAA shouted happily as he pushed Samuel L. Jackson off of him.
"Hey!" Katara cried. "It's Samuel L. Jackson!" Samuel L. Jackson did a bow, accepted an award for his brief cameo and took off. Literally.
"Amazing how he can fly a plane with one wing and no engines." Sokka said shaking his head in awe.
"Well, as the old proverb says," Uncle Iroh intoned, "When life gives you lemons, let Samuel L. Jackson fly away with them." He gave a peaceful sigh and meditated on his new found wisdom.
"Garsh, what's going on here?" a voice said from somewhere to the group's near left.
"Oh great balls of fire it's Fire Lord Ozai!" Zuko screamed, running for his life.
"Whatcha mean Fire Lord?" the strange creature asked. "I'm Goofy."
Zuko de-ran for his life back to the group. "Oh. Well I didn't find it very funny." He stared at the weird dog thing in front of them.
"Me neither." Goofy said.
"But you just said you were Goofy!" Zuko shouted.
"I am. And you are?"
"I am not!" Zuko said, pulling at his hair.
"Nice to meet you, I Am Not." Goofy said pleasantly.
"But you just said you were!" Zuko cried, pulling at his eyebrows.
"Said I was what?"
"Goofy!"
"Yes?"
"But you said you weren't!"
"Weren't what?"
"GOOFY!"
"Yes?"
"ARGH!" Zuko screamed and tried to run away again but Katara tripped him.
Goofy chuckled his strange laugh. "Garsh, you're goofy." He said to her.
"ARGHH!" Zuko said mid-panic attack.
"Hmm, maybe you should leave," Katara said to Goofy. "I believe your scaring the poor Fire Prince."
"Alrighty then." He said all too cheerfully and promptly burst into flame.
"Hey, what's that?" GNAA asked, pointing away into the distance, about three feet in front of them.
"It looks like a castle." Uncle Iroh, now finished meditating, said looking up.
"Oh, how pretty!" Katara squealed. "I've always wanted to live in a castle!"
"Me too!" Zuko shouted.
Everyone slowly turned to stare at him.
"Um…..I mean, how disgusting!" he spat on the ground for emphasis, only missed and got it on Sokka's shoe.
"Yuck!" Sokka squealed and ran away.
"I told you we were heading towards Disneyland." Zuko said in a know-it-all voice.
"Well I guess you were right." Katara said grumpily, angry at having to tell someone they were right.
"Welcome to Disneyland! Home of the- hey I know you!" another random voice said from their right.
"Jet!" Katara asked in surprise. "What are you doing here?"
"I have been hired part time at minimum wage to run some of the rides here. I've decided it is a good way to stop the FIRE NATION!" He shouted the last part as he noticed Zuko standing there looking like a know-it-all.
"You scum!" Jet said, jumping around in anger, "If I was on break right now I would kick your-"
"AS I was saying!" Katara cut in, "Let's go look at the castle."
"You can't, it's closed right now." Jet said. He suddenly got very quiet and looked at them with a glint of danger in his eye.
"Hey!" GNAA shouted. "Hey! Narrator! Yoo-hoo!"
What do you want GNAA! I'm trying to finish your story! You're not supposed to talk to me during the story!
"I was wondering if the fact that Jet has a glint of danger in his eye means something bad is going to happen."
Look, just wait and find out! If I told you then you wouldn't be oblivious to his plan to capture you all because he's actually a double agent working for the Fire Lord who has hired him to force people to be in his Dancing- but I'm getting ahead of myself. On with the story!
"You know," Jet said, stroking his chin in thought, "There is one ride open. Convenient how that is the only ride open in the entire park on a Friday, isn't it? Maybe you should ride that and completely not think that it's a trap."
"That is brilliant!" Iroh said. "Let's go!"
They all took of at a run in a random direction which happened to be the direction of the ride, except for Sokka who was still running in circles screaming about having Zuko's spit on his shoe.
"Wait!" Uncle Iroh shouted, suddenly holding up a hand. They all came to a crashing halt.
"What is it?" Katara asked, looking around for danger.
"I must think of a proverb for this before we get on the ride!" He sat down and began to meditate.
Zuko tapped his foot impatiently.
Katara sighed.
Goofy ran by on fire.
"Didn't know he was funny and could walk on fire." Zuko said absentmindedly. "Oh great," he sighed. "Now I'm doing the wordplay."
"I've got it!" Iroh screeched, causing GNAA to scream in fright and kick Zuko in the shin.
"AH!" Zuko screamed, as any of us would do if kicked in the shin.
"The proverb for today is…" Iroh paused for dramatic suspense, "Fat people are harder to kidnap." He smiled pleasantly and turned to Zuko. "And now I'm going to kick you in the shin."
WHACK!
"AH! For the love of Appa and all his cigar-smoking monkeys!"
"This way to the ride!" Jet cried suddenly, appearing out of nowhere. "This Chapter must end some time!"
"Alright." Iroh said and they all walked-
"SOME of us are not so fortunate to be able to walk!"
Ok, fine! and they all limped-
"Hey, I'm not limping!" Katara whined. Zuko punched her in the stomach.
"Now you are."
And they all walked, limped, and/or hobbled to the ride labeled Space Mountain, where there fate would soon be sealed.
"That's a weird word." GNAA said.
Where there fate would soon be silenced.
"So is that," Katara giggled.
Where there fate would soon be CHOSEN, DECIDED, DETERMINED, COMPLETED, CONCLUDED, take your pick!
"But-"
GET ON THE RIDE! Don't make me write you out of existence!
And with that lovely parting note they flung themselves onto the ride to escape the dread of the Backspace key.
