TIME 4 TRIBAL COUNCIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Zhao: You all suck! I can't believe that none of you had the brainpower to find that smelly little waterbender!
Azula: CAW!!! CAW!!!!!
Aang: ACCIDENTALLY IN LOOOOOOVE!!!!!!
Iroh: snarls
Zhao: Okay, maybe I do believe it….
Sokka: Yep. Believe it. Now that I've said my bit, I'm just gonna go snooze on the toilet.
Zhao: Do we even have a toilet?
Sokka: STOP CONTRADICTING ME, FAT PERSON!!!!
Zhao: I'm not fat!
Sokka: All that tub says different, Fatty!
Zhao: I'M NOT FAT!!!!
Sokka: (attacks) DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! FAT FAT FAT FAT FATFATFATFATFATAFTAFAATFATAFTAFFATFATAFFYF BUTTTTHOOOOOOOLLLEEEE!!!!!
Zhao: Ah!
LATER…
Me: Howdy ya'll!
Zhao: You did not just say "ya'll"
Me: What's wrong with ya'll?
Zhao: It's weird, that's what's wrong with it!
Me: Okay, just shut up now. NOW, how is everyone?
Azula: BOWLING BALLS!
Me: FANTASTIC!!! Now let's go boot someone out of your camp!
Aang: Is it just me, or did someone fart?
Me: Okay everyone, let's all look inconspicuously at Iroh!
(Everyone looks inconspicuously at Iroh)
Iroh: Whaaaaaaaat? I've got gas issues!
Me: And now let's look mortified at him!
(Everyone is MORTIFIED!!!! MORTIFIED I TELLS YA!!!!!)
Me: Oh, I'm hilarious… now, sit down and shut up.
(everyone sits)
Me: Ah, I love being master! It makes me giddy with happiness! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!!! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
Iroh: (attacks) GRRRRRROOAAAARRRRR!!!!! SHUT UP YOU SMELLY PEEEEEERSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!
Me: OMG!!! An angry pregnant guy! AH!
Iroh: I AM GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS!!!!
Me: Oh yeah? Bring it on OLD MAN!!!!
Iroh: GRRR!!! Woof woof!
Me: Reeeeor!!! Bark bark!
Zhao: Dear God…
Sokka: Who wants to vote for a new host?
Azula: CHEESE DOES!!!! Yay cheese!
Me: NO ONE IS VOTING FOR A NEW- ARG – HOST!!! VOTE TO KICK SOMEONE OFF THEN- DAMMIT IROH, GET OFF!!!!
Sokka: Let's just vote.
Aang: 'Kay.
THE VOTES ARE as followed.
Sokka: 0
Aang: 0
Azula: 0
Iroh: 0
Zhao: ONE BILLION VOTES!!! (I know you're all thinking it!)
Me: Unk… never mess with angry pregnant guys… ow… well, Zhao, it's time to go… I'd put out your torch but Iroh broke my head with it.
Iroh: HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEHEHEHEH!!!!! I'M… wearing unsuitable CLOTHING!!! I need maternity gear, STAT!!!!
Zhao: Well guys, it was a pleasure to be here but I guess… hey, don't leave!!!
Me: Sorry. Larry already started the credits music. See ya!
Dananananananananananana…. Nanananana… this is the credits music… NANANANAnananananananDAAAANANANANA…this is the credits music… nananananaDANANANAbanananana…creditsmusic… BLAAAANANAANANAAN…. Credits music!
Azula: PIE!
Took me a while, but I'm done. (I know it's short too, but eh.)