Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar. The only thing I own is my soul… wait, Kris took that last week. Darn it.

Author: FINALLY!! I never thought I'd be able to get this done. It took me forever to just write the first part. I had some writer's block, plus I just posted another story.

Zuko: Yeah and it obviously has nothing to do with the fact that you're a lazy procrastinator.

Author: I never said that, in fact that's probably the reason Prince Squinty.

Zuko: WILL YOU QUIT CALLING ME THAT!!

Author: No.

Kris: BWAHAHAHA!! I'm evil!

Zuko: Curse you Kris. You need to stop giving her ideas you know she'll use.

Kris: NEVER!! … I'm going to go bake a cake right now… wait... there's nothing in my house to bake with. I'm sad now.

Author: Ah, you made her sad you jerk!

Zuko: That wasn't my-

Author and Kris: ON WITH THE STORY!!

March 13

So my dad finally picked out a punishment, and it took forever too. Seriously two weeks and he decides I need to get a job. What's up with that?!

And the guy I'm working for is a complete nut case. He only sells one thing and nothing else. You'd think they guy was in love if you talked to him.

Well, it'll at least get me out of the palace for a bit…

I threw another cabbage on the cart and sighed as half of them fell right back off. You know, for a guy who sells only one thing. He doesn't do a very good job. Why not make something out of the cabbages? Wouldn't that be better anyway. Like, cabbage cookies! Shaped like little heads of cabbages. Or even a soup! That would sell well… I think.

I picked up a few of the heads that fell on the ground and started to walk to the small well on the far side of town. Why must the Cabbage man park his cart on the other side!? WHY!?

Speaking of the crazy man I now work for. (No thank you father!) Where did he go? Maybe he got killed by some strange kids and there pet flying monkey! ….No, that would be just to awesome to ever happen.

"Ozai, wow, I never thought I would see the day that my little brother would be working, I feel like crying!" Iroh said as he came walking up to the cart, grabbing a cabbage and tossing it in the air.

"Iroh, I am not in the mood to deal with your dumb taunts and junk. AND PUT THAT DOWN! YOU'RE GOING TO BREAK IT!" I grabbed the head out of his hand. Petting the now ruined cabbage, I glared at the loser who hurt it. "Great, this will come out of my pay!"

"Ozai, you are aware that you're a prince. You don't have to worry about money at all. You're rich!" Iroh grabbed another head, throwing it into the street.

"Iroh, that was the smarted thing you've ever said." I threw the cabbage in my hand over my shoulder. "Why work well? I'M RICH!"

"OW!!" Of course I hit someone with the cabbage!

"Who threw this?" A really, really big guy said, walking right over to Iroh and me.

"He did it!" I shouted, immediately pointing at Iroh. When all else fails, blame Iroh, because he somehow usually gets away with it.

"Wait, I… uh… huh." Iroh stuttered, backing up a bit.

"You… wait. Iroh? Iroh! It is you! It's me, Lee. Remember, we went to school together!" See! Iroh gets out of everything.

"Lee! It's great to see you again, it's been too long." My brother grinned, shaking Lee's hand. "This is Ozai, my obnoxious little brother. Ozai, this is Lee."

"Yeah, he kind of just said that." I said, glaring at Iroh. Stupid annoying older brothers.

"Well he's definitely as obnoxious as my younger brother." Lee said, looking down at me. I wonder if I killed him I could plead temporary insanity?

I kind of tuned them out for the rest of their conversation. They just talked about girls and… well, girls. That's about it. My brother isn't exactly someone you can have an intellectual conversation with.

Well, Iroh and Lee finally took off. Iroh said something about getting something to eat, but I didn't really listen. I leaned against the cabbage cart, picking up one of the cabbages and tossing it up and down.

"Well now I'm bored again."

"Yeah, working at a cabbage cart is pretty boring." Some kid said, walking over and leaning against the cart.

He was clearly not from around here. He was wearing Fire Nation clothes, but he had blue eyes and tan skin. Definitely Water Tribe, but what's he doing here?

"Who are you?"

"Oh right, I don't know if the Cabbage man mentioned me, but I work here too. I'm not entirely sure why though." He shrugged, watching the market place as if he was looking for someone. "My name's – OH NO!"

"You're names oh no?" I joked.

"No, oh no as in, 'oh no, that's the guy who's cart I accidentally smashed earlier.'" He said as he grabbed me and pulled me under the cabbage cart with him.

"Why am I hiding?" I asked, confused as to why I was hiding from someone I didn't even know.

"Because you're now an accomplice."

"Accomplice to what?"

"Smashing the guys cart, don't you ever pay attention?" He rolled his eyes and went back to watching the man, waiting for him to leave.

I looked over at whom he was staring at, he was a middle-aged man, clearly pissed off, and holding what looked like the remains of some old vase or something like that. Wait, that's the guy who owns the antique cart, that explains it. He was always mean, plus the fact that this kid destroyed his cart couldn't have helped that.

"I know him." I said looking over at the boy.

"You do? Any chance you can get me out of trouble?" He asked, looking somewhat anxious.

"Hell no, he hates me."

"Why? What'd you do?"

"Nothing big. I just 'accidentally' broke a few of his antiques when I was shopping with my mom." I replied, grinning a bit. Those were good times.

"Shopping with your mom for antiques?" He asked, looking at me with a questioning look.

"One, I didn't say that exactly. And two, she forced me." I said, then asked. "Hasn't your mom ever forced you to do something like that?"

He looked away after that, clearly having something embarrassing he didn't want to say. Looking back out into the market place, I noticed the antique shop owner had left. I wonder where he went? Maybe I should've been paying better attention. Eh, who cares. It's not like any harm will come out of it.

"So, if you smashed that guys cart. You must be cool. And that makes you freaking awesome in my book!" I said, throwing my arm over his shoulder after we got out from under the cart. Ignoring the weird look he gave me. "I feel like I should give you a nickname. Some thing that sounds like a sneeze, hm… how about Spud-bicks?"

"Dude, I just met you! You can't give me a nickname! And not one as gay is Spud-bicks…. Are you like drunk or some thing?!"

"Only a little. It turns out when you make your cook mad. They slip stuff in your food, who knew!" I smiled at Spud-bicks.

"Well, I don't care how drunk you are! You can't call me Spud-bicks. My name is Hakoda! …Wait, you have a cook! Are you like rich or some thing?" Hakoda said, staring at me.

"Well Spud, I am rich. So rich in fact I can buy all the letters in your name, put a copy right on them, and make you go by Spud-bicks." I finished, biting the inside of my mouth to keep from laughing like a mad man.

"...So, if you're rich, why are you working for the Cabbage man?" Hakoda asked.

"Well, this my friend, is what happens when you play with all the servants at a fancy party and end up messing things up for your dad."

"Wow, that's pretty awesome."

"Hell yeah it's awesome! I mean, come on, who else would do some thing like that! I freaking rock!" I grabbed another cabbage and tossed it up in the air, catching it behind my back. Oh yeah, I so rock.

"Well, you know my name, though I doubt you'll call me that. What's yours?" I looked back over at Spud/Hakoda.

"Oh, the name is Ozai, Prince of the Fire Nation. Maybe you've heard of me?"

"No, can't say that I have. I've heard of Iroh though. They say Prince Iroh can lift a whole cow-kangaroo over his head and throw it fifty feet across from where he's standing! And he can eat a forty pounds of beef in one sitting then run six miles!"

"LIES! ALL LIES! Iroh can't even left me over his head!" I shouted, throwing my cabbage on the ground in rage.

"Well Ozai, you look like you weigh more then a Cow-Kangaroo." Hakoda grinned at me like he just said something really clever.

"I am not fat! I'm smaller then you! Here look." I pulled off my shirt to show him just how little I am. "See, you're the fat one Spud!"

"Like hell I'm fat!" Hakoda pulled off his own shirt. Dude, this kid has noodle arms! "See look how un toned and skinny I am!"

"OH MY GOD! PUT YOUR CLOTHES BACK ON!"

Both Hakoda and I turned to see a group of girls our age walking by. All with looks of pure disgust…. Crap… I ducked behind the cart, dragging Hakoda with me as I tried to pull on my shirt at the same time…It didn't work out so well. I got one of my arms through the right hole. But my head in the other arm slot. And my other hand tore open the collar.

Looking over to see Hakoda pulling on his shirt with no problem then striding back out to the girls. "Why hello ladies. Like what you saw? I don't charge for looking, but there is a fee for touching." Winking at the girls, he ran a hand through his hair to give it that sexy 'just got out of bed look'

"Oh, and how much is this fee?" I gasped as the girls started smiling and giggling, blushes on their faces.

"Well for you pretty ladies, I think I can let you get a free touch." Cocking his head to the side. "Oh, come here little miss lady, what is such a pretty thing like you hiding in the back of the group for?"

Slowly the girls part, letting a shy looking girl step forward. Nice long hair pulled up in a crazy looking way. Her skirt was showing a bit of leg…. Nice legs. The girl had her face down, I guess she's blushing too.

"Aww, come on miss. I would love to see your face." Hakoda smiled at the girl, shiny teeth glowing in the sun.

Slowly the girl lifted her face. I tried to pull my head closer to the group. I want to see her face!

Nice red lips, high cheek bones, and pale skin. She lifted her head all the way up, the blush still on her cheeks.

…URSA!!...I stared at the 'shy' girl that stood in front of Spud. Ursa is blushing, and she looks hot!

"HAKODA! DON'T DO IT! IT'S A TRAP! SHE'LL EAT YOUR SOUL!" I shouted, diving out from behind the cart. I tackled Hakoda to the ground as all the girls started screaming.

I pulled Spud away from the girls, running as fast as I could back to the palace. "I'll keep you safe from her, spud. Just run!"

We ran all the way up to the palace, not stopping until we made it into the garden area. Collapsing on the ground, we slowly started to catch our breath.

"Dude! What's wrong with you?" Hakoda asked, staring over at me.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you?" I pointed at him. "That was Ursa, the most evil girl on the face of the planet!!"

Hakoda just stared at me for a minute, completely unfazed by what I had said. I wondered if he heard me, that is until he started laughing his head off. Jerk.

"You have the hots for her, don't you?" He asked after he finally stopped laughing.

"WHAT?! Me? Like Ursa?" I asked, staring at him as if he grew a second head. "This is Ursa were talking about, evil, horrible, gave me a dead bird for my birthday, monster.

"Yeah, you like her. Wait, gave you a dead bird for your birthday?"

"YES! She. Is. Evil." I said, trying to emphasize my point.

"Hm… Maybe she likes you too?" He suggested.

"… That's not evil humanly possible Spuds."

"Whatever. I'll stay away from Ursa. And you really need to stop with the Spuds thing. It's Hakoda."

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes, then realized I wasn't wearing a shirt. "Uhm… I'm going to go get a shirt on."

"Yeah, I think I'll go get something to eat." He said as we both got up. "Bye."

"Yeah, see you tomorrow. Bye." I said before I headed up to my room.

So all in all, it wasn't as bad as it could've been. Hakoda's pretty cool; I don't know where he gets his crazy ideas though. I mean me like Ursa? Seriously, that's impossible if not somewhat disturbing.

I did get in some trouble later when dad found out I ditched work, but Iroh showed up and talked him out of punishing me. Which is strange, because Iroh is never nice to me. I think it's a sign of the Apocalypse. That or he's getting nicer or some weird thing like that… Yep, the world's definitely coming to an end.

Author: So what do you think? Good? Bad? What the crap? Please, let me know.

Ozai: The author is currently going through… Wait what are you going through?

Author: The need to be loved.

Kris: You will never be loved.

Author: I know… Anyway, what did you all think about Hakoda being Ozai's friend? I've been thinking about this since forever! Well since I first saw Hakoda. AND I FINALLY GOT TO PUT IT IN A STORY!! YAY!! –dances- … -passes out-

Aang: The Author just passed out because she remembered she's starting school tomorrow and is incredibly depressed.

Toph: LET'S KICK HER WHILE SHE'S DOWN!! –kicks author in the stomach-

Sokka: … Can she do that?

Aang: I don't know…

Zuko: READ!!

Zhoa: AND!!

Azula: REVIEW!!

Ozai: OR NO COOKIES FOR YOU!!