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Okay, I told you I wouldn't forget about the challenges. Don't worry.
So here's another one from, Hollywoodland. Here is what she said,
Start: "Zuko, where's the banana and onion juice?"
End with: "Please tell me you did not just suggest that."
This probably was not as good and not much to your expectations...I'm sorry...xD
Review!
-karen
"Zuko where's the banana and onion juice?"
The banished prince gave the Avatar a glare, shrugging. With a scowl, he narrowed his eyes and barked his order at Aang. "Stay still and meditate!"
The Avatar quickly went back into his position, with a small squeak.
Unfortunately, Aang was just a child. And Zuko never had much experience with children. Or any experience for the matter...and it just do happened poor Aang had a terrible attention span.
So when the bald headed monk flickered open his eyes when he felt something on his head, he smiled.
On his arrow was a bright yellow butterfly. Carefully, he held out a finger for it to climb, which it did. With a small giggle, he stood and began to cup the insect in his hands. As it tickled him he finally let it flutter in the air, as he held out his hands as a barrier.
And in just a matter of seconds that butterfly was burned and had become a pile of black...something.
Aang let out a small scream as he fell back, near tears as he saw the beautiful butterfly now dead before him.
Zuko who had been the one who lost his patience and blasted fire at the distraction, glared and was about to lose his temper. "I told you to meditate...not play with bugs..."
Katara who had been observing this, quickly ran over to make sure no one got killed.
Like the poor unfortunate butterfly.
"Um...h-hey Zuko...let's go take a walk. Okay?" It was Katara's way of trying to make sure Zuko calmed down. And for some odd reason, it worked. Nodding as Zuko had to contain himself from burning anyone else, stood up and walked over to the water bender. They walked off silently, the impatience on Zuko's face wearing off with every step.
Aang turned around to see Sokka sharpening his boomerang. With a low voice so that the others would not hear, he said to him,
"It almost seemed that he was eager to go with her..."
Sokka looked up and nearly twitched, surprised that his timing for making his boomerang was shockingly accurate.
"Please tell me you did not just suggest that."
