6:

About ten minutes, there was another knock on Miss Anora's door. She opened to see two women in nightgowns and bonnets. One had a swollen belly.

"Quick!" Said the shorter one. "My sister is having a baby! You have to do something!"

The other one, who was taller and tanner, howled. "Oh the payyy-in!"

"Not another one," groaned Miss Anora. "Well, what are you waiting for? Both of you, come inside!"

Miss Anora placed the two women to another empty room. "Just lie on the bed," she instructed. "And…"

"Miss Anooooora!" Called a voice.

"Oh!" Miss Anora looked toward the sound of the voice, then back at the bed, then back at the voice. "Just stay there!"

After she was gone, Aang tore off his bonnet. "Finally!" Momo stuck his head out from underneath Sokka's dress. "No, Momo! You have to stay under there for a little while longer!" He started to leave.

"Hey!" Cried Sokka, lifting his head up. "What am I supposed to do?"

At the doorframe, Aang shrugged as he put the bonnet back on. "Push?"

Sokka groaned and lay his head back down on the pillow. He jerked a little. "Momo! Watch the claws! Sheesh!"

Aang walked down the hallway, searching in each room as he did. "Katara?" He passed in front of an open door, then stopped and went back. "Whoa."

Inside there were all sorts of jars filled with multicolored tablets and capsules. Warty looking roots hung down from racks attached to the ceiling.

"It's a witchy wonderland!" Said Aang, looking around.

"What are you doing?" A voice demanded. Aang turned to see Miss Anora, looking irritated. "Snoop! You were looking around my store!"

"Um, it's a nice store."

"Never mind," said Miss Anora. She climbed up a stepladder and tugged at a root. "Just keep your hands to yourself."

Aang started to read a half-empty jar. "What is all this stuff?"

"Pre-natal vitamins, supplements, cures for morning sickness, some creams to fade stretch marks…" The root finally came loose and Miss Anora climbed back down.

"So," said Aang. "Is there anyone else here that I could visit?" He let out a high, feminine laugh. "I always like to comfort the needy!"

"No!" said Miss Anora. "You follow me. I don't need you breaking any of my jars."

As Aang left behind her, he couldn't help but ask, "What is that?"

"It lessens labor pains," said Miss Anora. "It smells like mandrill elephant dung and tastes like a cow hippo's backside."

Aang stuck out his tongue as he grimaced. "Ick!"

Inside the room where Sokka still lay, Miss Anora said, "Come on now. Time to take your Jaca Root."

Sokka eyed the big tuber. "I don't think so."

"Come on, come on! This'll minimize your labor pain!"

"No thank you! My labor pain is just peachy…" Miss Anora stuck the root in his mouth like a carrot. Sokka began to gag and tried to spit it out.

The midwife stood over him and held the root in place. "No, no, no! Chew it up and swallow!"

"Idownwanga!" Sokka mumbled.

Miss Anora tried to stuff it down his throat. "You sure are a stubborn one!"

"Ohcahmon!"

As she struggled with his brother-in-law, Aang quietly slipped out of the room. "You'll thank me when the contractions really hit!"

Once again, Aang wandered down the hall. "Katara?" He called, trying not to be so loud that Miss Anora could hear him. "Katara?" There was a scream from the last room, and Aang panicked. "Katara!" He sped down the corridor, scaling the wall as he did.

He skidded to a stop at the door. Katara was on the bed, holding Ty-Lee's hand. Ty-Lee was trying to wrench away from the tight grasp. "Ow that hurts!"

Suki was on the other side of the bed. All three looked up at Aang. Suki blinked. "Is that my nightgown?"

Aang pulled off the bonnet and ran over to the bed. He kissed Katara. "Hey."

"Hey," Katara smiled at him. "How'd you get in here? Miss Anora was adamant about no men…"

"I found a way."

Katara fingered the sleeve of the nightie. "I see. But what are you going to do? She'll be mad when she sees you."

"Not if she doesn't see me," replied Aang. He kissed Katara's hand. "I'll just hide under the bed or something…"

"There you are!" Thundered a voice. Aang jumped as high as the ceiling. Miss Anora was at the door, purple with anger in the face with a few scratches on her forehead. She dragged a bonnet-less Sokka into the room by the collar. "I bend down to check how many centimeters this one is dilated, and what do I get? A lemur in the face!"

Ty-Lee roared with laughter.

"IT'S NOT FUNNY!" Miss Anora yelled. Ty-Lee clamped her mouth shut. Her cheeks puffed out from holding the laughter in and she snorted.

Aang stood by the bed. "Please Miss Anora, I have to be with my wife!"

"Out of the question!" Snapped Miss Anora. "Men get in the way! They make the mother nervous and…"

By the bed, the water in Katara's water bowl lifted. It slithered through the air and wrapped itself around Miss Anora's neck and dragged her closer.

"Now look!" Said Katara through clenched teeth. "Either he stays or there's going to be a monsoon in three seconds!"

Miss Anora tried to pry the water rope off her neck. "As I was saying," she said. "It is very important for the father to be present during the birth."

Katara relaxed the water rope and it went back into the bowl. Miss Anora wiped her neck on her sleeve. She turned to Sokka and Suki. "You two!"

"What?"

"There are too many people in here! Get out!"

"With pleasure," said Sokka, turning to leave. "Come on, Suki."

Suki glared. "I'm still not talking to you!"

"Suki!"

"And you stretched the neck out of that nightgown!"

"I'm sorry!"