Ezekiel and Abbey were talking privately while some of the Avatar characters took a break from singing.
"Why would you do that!?" Ezekiel yelled quietly at his sister. He was referring to Abbey's malicious plot.
"Simple," Abbey said with a smirk, "Zuko and Katara were born to hate each other. Zuko and Mai were born to love each other. Everyone knows these simple facts. I'm just thinking I should push those guys in the correct direction."
"But, Abbey," Ezekiel sneered, "Doughnut wanted Katara and Zuko to be together; she wrote it that way in her story. We need to respect that. This was, after all, her original plot."
"But, Ezekiel," Abbey said, " Doughnut passed the buck. If she didn't want me to have any say in the plot, she wouldn't have given me rights to it. So there." She stuck her tongue out at her brother. "Don't worry, I'm going to push them slowly to see if my plan would even have a chance of working." She waved, "I need to introduce the next song. And, Ezekiel," she leaned close to her brother, "Don't even try to stop me. I'm the author." Abbey walked back to the stage.
"Oh, little sister," Ezekiel said to himself as if he were talking to Abbey, "You have no idea . . ." Ezekiel disappeared to come up with a different plan. Abbey was already center stage.
"Okay, up next is," Abbey read from her clipboard, "Mai!" She heard a couple laughs come from the characters. Mai was already mad at Abbey for making her sing like a lesbian and for taking away her knives.
"Why do you hate me?" Mai moaned. She reluctantly got up and moved towards the stage.
"I don't hate you, Mai," Abbey said with a smile, "In fact, you're my favorite character. That's why I'm making you sing the most so far." Mai walked next to Abbey.
"I am really not enjoying this."
"Too bad, hun. I'm enjoying this, so we will continue." As Abbey walked past Mai to give Victoria the sheet of music to play, she whispered into her prisoner's ear, "Besides, you'll thank me for this later." Mai just stared at her with a confused face.
"Now," Abbey said as she handed the sheet to Vicky, "Here is one of my favorite songs from my favorite musical of all time!" She was so excited she started bouncing.
"Okay, Mai," she said (and then laughed because "okay" and "Mai" rhyme). She ran to sit in between Katara and Zuko, so they couldn't play tonsil hockey while her plan was put into action. "Go!" Victoria started to play, and Mai started to sing . . . Again.
Mai:
Hands touch, eyes meet.
Sudden silence, sudden heat.
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl.
He could be that boy, but I'm not that girl.
Don't dream too far.
Don't lose sight of who you are.
Don't remember that rush of joy.
He could be that boy. I'm not that girl.
Ev'ry so often we long to steal,
to the land of What-Might-Have-Been.
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel,
when reality sets back in.
Blithe smile, lithe limb:
She whose winsome. She wins him.
Gold hair with a gentle curl:
that's the girl he chose,
and heaven knows,
I'm not that girl.
Don't wish. Don't start.
Wishing only wounds the heart.
I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl.
There's a girl I know,
he loves her so.
I'm not that girl.
Everyone was applauded; Mai was a pretty good singer for a person who wasted her time throwing knives.
"Gee, I wonder who I was singing about." Mai said sarcastically. She rolled her eyes and controlled a blush. Abbey turned to look at Zuko; he was whistling and clapping. Ha ha! My plan might work after all, Abbey thought. She turned to look at Katara, who was the only one not clapping or cheering. She was too busy glaring at Mai for taking Zuko's attention. Even better.
Abbey then looked towards her brother, who was staring at her. She mouthed, I'm winning. Ezekiel just shook his head and grinned his stupid brother-like grin. He mouthed, Wait and see.