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Now for something different….
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"Hey, Zuko, will it be possible to give away all of those old carpets of ours and buy new ones?"
"Are you mad, woman? Those are thousand-year-old carpets and they've been in this palace since it was built! The answer's no way, Katara! N-O-W-A-Y!"
"That's really a shame, dear."
"Why?"
"The Fire Temple's priests have just written to me and asked me if I could give away some carpets. They're doing their renovations of the place."
"And so?"
"I figured that the carpets in the Great Hall were so old and moldy that it was time to get new ones. I already gave them away."
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"Honey? Zuko?"
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"Will you say something? Dear, you look red. I'll get you some ice."
Bang!
"My goodness! What happened, Zuko? Help! The Fire Lord's just fainted!"
I must have misspelled 'no way'….
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I know I haven't updated for ages, but since I'm now a sophomore in college, I don't have much time for this stuff right now. REVIEW, please!
Rienne