Yeah! Chapter 6! The funniest part of this whole fic! Hehe, OOCness in the end but it's funny

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Zuko, forgetting this was his enemy and an untrustworthy person, spun around wildly, throwing fire everywhere. Katara quickly noticed Aang had mentioned mimes. She watched as Zuko spazed out, and Aang mouthed 'scared of mimes' to Katara. She took a stream a water from the ocean, got from behind her rock and whipped Zuko, quickly running back and trying not to giggle. The Prince of the Fire Nation, next in line to rule and possible rule the world, was scared of mimes.

"Avatar! You little liar! There were no mimes! And you hit my with water!"

"No, but you burned you soldiers"thought Aang, looking at the blackened soldiers.

"I didn't throw the water, I can't bend. That's a side effect remember?"said Aang innocently.

"Besides, the mime did it." Katara quickly covered her mouth at Aang's innocence and quick thinking.

'There were no mimes! Now if you can bend then fight!" shouted Zuko.

" I can't bend. I told you, the invisible mime did it!" said Aang, the pain ceasing a bit.

"Mimes can't bend." said Zuko.

"Well, this one can than I guess"shrugged Aang. Zuko turned his back to the Avatar, wondering if delusions were a side effect. Sokka quickly ran onto the shore, helping Aang up. Aang knew the fun would end, so he decided to have one last shot.

"Oh no! More water bending mimes!"laughed Aang as he and Sokka ran off. Katara came form her hiding space, pulling up as much water as she could and throwing it at the soldiers. Of course, the soldiers were easily knocked off balance, but Prince Zuko was more coordinated, creating a fire shield keeping him up. The with moon high in the sky, Katara pulled up as much water as before, not giving one moment hesitation to throw Zuko into the ocean. She then went against the tide, sending them out to sea. She quickly ran back, brimming in happiness.

"Well Zuko, I guess you forgot about the Avatar's friends" said Iroh, trying to wringing out his wet cloths as all climbed up onto the ship.

"His little girlfriend! Arrrr! She was the mime!" said Zuko, pushing a soldier off the ship in frustration.

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After the troops were dried, along with Zuko, Zuko went to the therapist office on the ship. The therapist was a kind man who was trusted by all.

"Well, Prince Zuko. I'm surprised to se you here. Take a seat. What do you want to talk about? What seems to be the problem?"asked the therapist. (A/N: Just deal with the fact they can have a therapist.)

Zuko sat down, frowning.

"I really wish is wasn't here"mumbled Zuko.

"That's ok, some people don't like talking about what's bothering them. But that's why I'm here."

"Fine then"said Zuko, knowing his uncle would make him come back here. He sighed.

"I have a problem."

"Good, go on"said the therapist.

"And I've had it since I was little"continued Zuko, his voice quieter.

"Keep going"encouraged the therapist, jotting down some notes on his notepad.

"You see it's about this secret fear I've had for a while. I haven't told anyone" said Zuko still speaking quietly.

"Good, now tell me, what is this fear."

"I'm scared of mimes" whispered Zuko his cheeks reddening. The therapist stared at him bluntly. of Prince Zuko, son of the powerful Lord Ozai of the Fire Nation, was scared of mimes? Fun-loving, quiet, funny mimes?

"Ok...good. And what would you like me to do?"

"You know! Just because I'm talking to you about this doesn't make me weak!"yelled Zuko, standing up and knocking his chair up. The therapist merely chuckled.

"Yes, I know that very well. Well, I can certainly help. Though. it might take a bit longer with something as...different as mimes"said the therapist.

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Yeah! I thought it was funny...hehe mimes. Now it gets serious for a while (aww...) But at the end it gets funny again! (Yeah...!)

Chapter 7: Fevers and Friends