Disclaimer: "The Avatar: The last airbender, sold to this young lady right here."
"Yes!" I scream. "I will now rule the world, wait, the Avatar script is fading away. Nooo!"
I wake up.
"ohhh it was only a dream,"
Nope I don't own it.
They had been walking for 10 minutes, and they were already in an awkward silence. Each one has been fighting each other for months, but neither of them could think of anything to say. Finally, Zuko had to ask a question that had been driving him nuts.
"Avatar, I have a question for you." Zuko started
"I'll only answer if you just call me Aang," he replied, with a smile. Zuko lifted an eyebrow and continued.
"Fine. Aang, why didn't you start the fire, when I was making it?" Zuko asked.
"What are you talking about?" Aang asked, getting nervous.
"Your little girl friend told me you learned how to bend some fire." Said Zuko.
"She's not my girlfriend!" Aang shouted and blushed. "I swore to never fire bend again," Aang answered solemnly.
"Then you had sworn foolishly." Said Zuko. Aang opened his mouth to protest but Zuko just kept talking. "How will you defeat my father with only Air, Water, and Earth? I thought the Avatar had to learn all the elements, unless I heard wrong." Zuko mocked.
"But the last time I fire bended, I hurt Katara!" Aang said, wincing from the memory.
"You must over come your fear. In order to fire bend, you can not be afraid of it," Zuko lit a fire in the palm of his hand. "It is a gift. If you try to suppress it, and try to over come it with fear, then the fire will just consume you." The fire in Zuko's palm grew. "You must embrace and accept the fire. Then, and only then, you are able to truly control it." Zuko made a fist, and the fire extinguished. "Everyone makes mistakes. You just have to not make the same mistake again."
Aang just looked to the ground, trying to understand. Finally he just uttered "Thank you," and they approached the Market.
Everyone was bustling around, not caring who they bumped into. Zuko didn't mind, because he didn't want to attract attention to himself.
"Okay, we have to get some bread, fruits, and maybe some meats…" Zuko thought out loud. "What do you think?" Zuko asked, but found Aang no where near him. "Where the hell did you go?"
"Zuko!" Aang called out. He was already at the vendor, looking at some funny toy. "This is pretty cool! Hey! What are you doing?" Zuko was dragging Aang by the collar fuming.
"We're supposed to get tea and supplies! Not fool around!" Zuko yelled at him. But then he laughed to himself, how the Avatar reminded him of his Uncle.
"You're worse than my Uncle…" Zuko muttered.
"Hey! I heard that!" Aang laughed. And they walked together. They quickly grabbed as much tea as they could. Zuko picked out varieties like calming jasmine, green herbal tea, red roses, and of course his Uncle's favorite, Ginseng.
They approached a cart full of cabbages, but Aang lead him away quickly when he recognized the owner of the cabbages.
"What are you doing Avatar?" Zuko hissed, and Aang pushed him into a corner.
"Shhh!" Aang looked around. Then they heard a piercing scream.
"Where are you? You little runt! Destroy my cabbages two times, and get away with it? Well not THIS time! They will be revenged!" and the crazy cabbage guy ran away from their hiding spot running.
"How does he know you?" Zuko asked, amused by the old crazy man.
"Umm…Sokka, Katara, and I kinda destroyed his cabbages, twice," Aang shyly said, and he started to walk off.
They found a vendor selling bread, and other food supplies. When Aang finished picking out the food, Zuko inspected it, before paying for it.
"Bread, melons, apples, cheese, crackers, and vegetables…Where are the meat? There's nothing but bread, and vegetables, and fruit in here?" Zuko asked.
"I don't eat meat," Aang replied simply.
Zuko was confused. He was once told that meat is one of the more important things in a meal that gave you protein, and strength.
"How can you not eat meat?" Zuko exclaimed looking at the bald monk with confusion.
"Well, it's part of my culture. We; I mean, Air nomad monks don't eat meat, because we cannot kill." Aang explained, and saddened, when he remembered being the last of his people.
Zuko noticed this, and decided not to go any further. He gave the vendor the money, and took the basket of food, and left with Aang, heading towards back to camp.
On the way back to the campsite, Zuko and Aang started to talk. Zuko mostly asked Aang about what was life like a hundred years ago. Aang would go into huge explanations of all the games he played with his friends and talk a little about Monk Gyatso. Then Zuko started to tell of all the funny stories that happened between him and his Uncle.
"Well you see, I was looking for you as usual, and I lost your trail-" Zuko started
"Good!"
"Shut up, and listen to my story! Anyway, I was practicing my fire bending when all of the sudden the ship was steered in a completely opposite direction. It turned out that my Uncle told the hails men to head to the nearest market to look for a missing lotus tile." Zuko explained, and Aang stayed silent, enjoying the story. "We spent the whole day at the market, with him buying junk! Instruments, jewelry, clothes, tea, and more junk! Anyway, my Uncle found a pirate ship and was looking at the weird monkey, when I over heard the captain complaining how a bald kid with a tattoo and two other kids got away with his water scroll. Well, you know the rest of the story. Found your, friend practicing water bending, captured her, eventually captured you, and then lost you and my ship to the waterfall. And do you know what my Uncle tells me after all that has happened?"
"What?" Aang asked.
"He said 'Guess what Zuko? The lotus tile has been in my sleeve the whole time!" Zuko said, imitating his Uncle's voice.
Aang laughed, and Zuko did to, which surprised him. He forgot how it sounded, light, and happy. He forgot how good it felt just to let it out, the frustration, and the craziness. Right then, he forgot that he was a banished prince, with no home, and that he was just a regular teenager, hanging out with a friend. Wait! Not a friend. I can't have friends. Zuko thought.
"So?" Aang asked, "What happened after that?"
"Nothing much, I just snatched that damn lotus tile from him and through it in the waterfall." Zuko laughed but then, stopped.
He saw a bulletin board that showed directions of towns, but also of wanted men. Right below the blue spirit was a picture of him and his uncle, wanted. Right then and there, he remembered that he was a banished prince from the fire nation. He remembered he bears a dishonorable scar, with many enemies with no allies, and now, now family except for Iroh.
"Oh no," Aang whispered, for he too stopped laughing when he saw the wanted picture. Zuko went up to the board and tore off his and his Uncle's pictures. He turned to Aang, and said,
And Aang nodded. They quickly jogged toward their campsite, not knowing that they were being watched.
Wow one of my longest chapters! I just wanted to thank Green Skittle, Lionessmon, Bakubear, and Rashaka for their reviews.