Disclaimer: Don't steal. I don't own the most awesome cartoon ever, A.K.A. Avatar: The Last Airbender.
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Three silhouettes, illuminated by the setting sun, crept toward the ship. They could see the dim figure of a boy, trapped in a cage.
"MOOFLE!" yelled one of them as she climbed aboard and thwapped one of the guards in the head with a piece of salami.
"WAPUNKIIIIII!" yelled the other as she ran around in circles, attempting to create a salami-tornado.
"Um, right." mumbled Katara as she steadied her posture and got ready to attack.
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As they were distracting the guards, Sokka quickly climbed onto the ship and through a door leading to the cabins. After doing so, he quickly assumed that the reinforced steel door with 4 padlocks held Aang inside. The warrior quickly removed a small lockpicking kit from his pocket and began working away at the first padlock.
When he had unlocked the third padlock, Sokka heard footsteps coming from directly behind him. He spun around to find an axe at his neck.
"Eh. Hello." he said to the angry-looking man holding it. The man frowned, then whistled. More footsteps could be heard.
Sokka could see somebody out of the corner of his eye. He could not quite see their face and he did not dare to turn his head around.
"Throw him in the prison room with the Avatar. We can use him for target practice." A voice sneered. It was a female voice. A rather unkind female voice.
There were more footsteps and the sneering female was gone. Sokka was soon grabbed by the collar of his tunic and thrown into the prison room.
The room wasn't as dirty and uncomfortable as Sokka had expected. In fact, it was ten times more dirty and uncomfortable. There were about 6 1/2 untidy cots strewn about the room. There were a few crudely made wooden tables with chairs to match and - Aang was sitting in one of those chairs.
His head was resting on a table and it was obvious that he was asleep. He was mumbling things such as 'I want a blue turtleduck' and 'No eggs with the salami, please'.
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On the deck, things were not faring as well as hoped. One of the salamibenders was about to pass out, while the other had actually done so. Katara was quickly running out of energy, hoping that-
BOOM!
Appa plopped onto the deck with Momo clinging to the bison's back.
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"Hello." said Momo to the bison's back.
"I have decided to grow a moustache." said Appa's back to Momo. ((Not really. I just wanted to write about moustaches.))