I'm here! And I bring a gift! That gift being chapter 5!

Slow update, I know. But if it makes you feel any better, this chapter ended up being more that 5,500 words long. About twice as long as any of the previous chapters.

Enjoy!

Pema laid out breakfast on the table and was immediately greeted by many hungry mouths. She quickly did a head count. There was her husband Tenzin who was holding Rohan, Korra the avatar, the bending brothers Mako and Bolin who had long since taken up residence on Air Temple Island, loud Ikki and hyperactive little Meelo.

She stopped to think for a moment. Someone was missing. A moment later she realised that Jinora wasn't present. It was so unlike her. Normally she would have been one of the first people there, waiting quietly with a book in hand.

How odd, Pema thought.

"Where's Jinora?" Pema asked everyone.

They all looked amongst themselves, muttering, exchanging looks and shrugs. Pema sighed and figured she was still asleep for whatever reason. She excused herself to go check her daughter's room.

Finally reaching the women's dormitory, she walked down the hall and slid open Jinora's room door and was surprised to find her daughter strewn out across the floor. Jinora laid there on her back with her limbs spread out in a star pattern, her head wasn't even on her pillow and her blanket only covered her left leg. Her mouth hung open and was on the verge of drooling while her hair was all over the place; her trademark bun somehow had undone itself. Pema couldn't help but burst out laughing at the sight of her daughter in such a state.

Pema's laughter stirred Jinora from her slumber. She opened her eyes and immediately felt sore and stiff. She groaned out loud as she struggled to sit up. Jinora looked up to see her mother laughing at her. She suppressed the urge to roll her eyes as she wiped the saliva that seemed to well around her mouth.

"What are you doing on the floor, Jinora?" Pema asked after she settled down.

Jinora yawned as she struggled to stretch, a few crack could be heard from her back. She groaned in slight agony at her aching body.

"I guess I… Fell off my bed?" Jinora lied. She knew exactly why she was on the floor.

Pema laughed softly into her hand, "Come on, sleepy head, you'll miss breakfast."

And with that, she left Jinora to her own devices and she made her way to breakfast. Jinora groaned once again as she stood herself up. She was already regretting her decision to sleep on the floor.

She slowly creaked her stiffened joints as she limped her way over to her wardrobe to get her day clothes. She felt even more pain as she slipped in and out of her clothing. It took her a good while, but eventually she was dressed. She looked into the mirror and saw the trademark bun in her hair had somehow come undone and now her hair was longer on one side than the other.

Her arms felt too sore to lift up to fix her hair so he just left it with a sigh. She groaned as she started making her way to the main building where she would join the others for breakfast. It was a lot longer than it usually would, her sore body made it hard to move quickly. She moved slowly, taking small steps, her arms barely moving as she slouched.

By the time she reached the dining room, everybody else was half way through their meal. Jinora found herself to be the centre of attention as she walked through the door way.

"Hey Jinora, what's up? You look like an old lady," Korra laughed, referring to Jinora's slow moving, slouched composure.

Pema chucked, "See? What did I tell you?"

Everybody let out a small laugh. Jinora merely responded with an annoyed, pained groan as she took her seat between Bolin and Ikki before letting out a yawn. Apparently she didn't get enough sleep despite the sleep in. She stared down at her food which was already laid out for her and resisted the urge to plant her face into the bowl and eat her breakfast like an animal. But she persevered and used her spoon, despite the aching feeling of lifting it.

"Jinora," Ikki began, Jinora grimacing because she knew what Ikki was about to start, "why do you look so tired? And why is your body aching? Is it because you slept on the floor? Why were you sleeping on the floor? And why does your hair look weird? How come to didn't fix the bun? Why—"

"Ikki, that's enough," Tenzin interrupted, seeing his eldest daughter's obvious annoyance, "leave your sister alone."

Jinora silently thanked her father as she continued to scoop food into her mouth. She really wished she hadn't slept on the floor. But would she have been able to sleep at all if she stayed in her bed? Jinora decided she didn't want to dwell on it.

"Oh you should have seen her," Pema told the three teenagers who sat across from her, "Jinora was lying on the floor like a drooling star. I would never had imagined Jinora to be one to toss and turn so much that she would fall out of bed. I always thought it to be Ikki or Meelo who would do that."

"Hey, little air child," Bolin said, nudging Jinora with his elbow, "what's got you so restless at night? Did you meet a boy recently?"

Jinora's eyes widened in surprised at that last part, unable to hide the expression on her face. Fortunately for her, no one saw it because their attention turned to Tenzin, who dropped his spoon which clattered noisily.

"What!?" Tenzin said, a little too loudly, "What are you talking about? That's a ludicrous suggestion!"

Everybody but Jinora laughed at Tenzin's outburst. Pema glanced toward her eldest daughter and saw the shocked look on her face.

Maybe it isn't so ludicrous?

The conversation at the table seemed to stick to the subject of Jinora and her unusual state this morning. Soon all but Jinora had finished their meals and went off to go about their day.

Pema stayed behind to clean up the dishes. When she went to pick up Ikki's bowl, she placed a comforting hand on Jinora's shoulder.

"Come find me when you're done," Pema told her, "I'll massage those aching joints for you, okay?

"Thanks mum," Jinora said appreciatively.

Jinora planted her face straight into the pillow. She was grateful she didn't need to move now that she was lying down on her parents' bed. She was even more grateful that Pema was going to massage her aching body.

"My, my, Jinora," Pema shook her head, "you're stiff all over."

"You don't need to remind me," Jinora groaned through the pillow.

Pema chuckled as she started the massage. Jinora couldn't help but groan. It wasn't a very soothing massage, but it was a bit painful as her mother began to press her hands against her aching muscles. But after a while the pain subsided as her muscles began to feel better. Jinora's groans soon fell silent.

Pema noticed this took this moment between them as an opportunity to question her daughter.

"You know, Jinora," Pema began, "You have been acting very strangely lately."

Jinora shifted her face from the pillow, "I have?"

"Yes you have," Pema said, "you've been acting all restless lately, as though you're itching to do something. You can barely concentrate on your books, and not to mention this morning I found you sleeping on the floor."

"Oh, I never really noticed," Jinora lied.

Pema eyed the back of Jinora's head as she continued to massage her daughter. She wasn't convinced.

"Is it a boy?" Pema asked as she raised an eyebrow, "Have you met a boy recently?"

Jinora's eyes shot wide open.

"What?" Jinora said a little too loudly, "No I haven't."

She realised she said it a little too loudly for it to be to be convincing. Pema caught the slip up in an instant and smirked.

"Is it that young Fire Nation boy that passed through here with that tourist group a few weeks ago?" Pema pressed on, "Have a little crush do you?"

"Who?" Jinora asked genuinely.

Pema frowned, so it had to be some other boy. But she couldn't think of anyone else her daughter could have possibly met. But no one came to mind. She tried to press the subject further but Jinora continued to evade it. Jinora knew this evasion would only spark her mother's curiosity further, but she couldn't think of anything to say. She was never one to lie a lot.

Soon Jinora's aching body began to feel well enough that she'd be able to move about with little struggle. And with that, she politely and subtly high tailed it from her questioning mother. But before she could make any head way, Pema called her back, saying she wanted to fix up her hair, which was a mess. Reluctantly, Jinora sat herself back down on her parents' bed. Pema grabbed a hair tie from her dresser and set herself down next to her daughter.

"You know," Pema said as she started tying Jinora's hair into the same old bun she normally sported, "if you really haven't met a boy, you're doing a very bad job of convincing me."

Jinora remained silent, not knowing how to respond.

"My point exactly," Pema smirked as she finished up, "Okay fine, if you want to play the silent game, I'll just bug you more about."

As soon as her mother finished tying her hair, Jinora stood up from the bed. After thanking her mother for massaging her joints, she quickly made her way away from her badgering mother.

Pema began to chuckle at her daughter's strange behaviour. It seemed that Jinora was at the age where she was beginning to have an interest in boys. Pema sighed, she always thought that that time wouldn't come until at least another couple years.

My, my, Pema thought, she sure grew up quickly. Oh well, so the game begins.

Skoochy woke up in slight agony. He groaned as he peeled himself away from the brick wall that he had been resting against. He lifted his shirt and found various parts of his upper body were covered in black spots, bruises. He blew his bangs out of his face, which only seemed to find its way back down in his eyes, as he recalled the mugging that had occurred the previous night. He just hoped another wouldn't happen again within the next couple days. It would only be even more painful now that his body was riddled with bruises.

He stood himself up as he straightened his hat and vest. He had a new day to get through and his stomach was complaining for food. He quickly rummaged through his pockets and managed to find a single Yuan coin. Well, that was a start toward being able to buy a small meal.

One Yuan down, Skoochy mused mentally, a few more to go.

Skoochy stretched with a yawn before he set off away from the Dragon Flats borough toward the city centre. He had a slight limp because of yesterday's incident. But gradually the pain began to ease and he was walking somewhat normally.

Soon he found himself in the familiar surroundings of Central City Station. Zuko's statue illuminated the darkened area with its always orange glow under the overcast morning sky.

Skoochy looked up at the sky and hoped it wouldn't rain. A gust of wind blew by which sent a shiver down his spine. He made a mental note to find a jacket on a clothes line sometime soon before he got sick from the cold weather. Winter was approaching after all.

He suddenly had an envious thought about his unlikely friend, Jinora. She was probably cooped up in a warm, comfortable bed, having a nice sleep in right now. Not having to worry about the cold or when her next meal would be. Skoochy huffed in envy at the thought of those simple luxuries, but he decided not to dwell on it. Right now, his priority was to rustle up something to eat.

"Skooch'!"

Skoochy heard a familiar voice call out his name. He turned around and was greeted by a friendly punch to the arm by Xing the bag snatcher. Skoochy returned the gesture with a playful shove.

"Your face looks like crap, Skooch'," Xing pointed at Skoochy's face.

"Yeah, I figured," Skoochy huffed, "and I'm hurting in more places too."

"What do you mean?" Xing asked.

Skoochy recalled what happened after he parted ways with the group the night prior to Xing. He showed off his new shoes that he picked up from the small temple and lifted his shirt to show the bruises he got from when he was attacked by those two boys as he told the tale of his night.

"In the end," Skoochy concluded, "I ended up going to bed hungry. But at least I got to knock a few heads and a new pair of shoes."

Xing laughed slightly at that last part before he stuck his hands into his pockets and extracted a couple Yuan notes and handed them to Skoochy.

"Here," Xing offered, "I managed to steal a bag with a bunch of Yuans in it. I saved some for you, Skooch'."

Skoochy was about to turn down the money, for he hated being handed free things, when his stomach gargled loudly, reminding him that he hadn't eaten in ages. Little Xing chuckled when Skoochy grumbled under his breath as he reluctantly took the money before half thanking him.

The two conversed briefly before Xing ran off elsewhere. Skoochy, now alone with some cash, decided it would be a good time to get himself a warm meal.

Night settled over Air Temple Island at a pace that seemed slower than usual to Jinora. But, nonetheless, night eventually came and she began to hope that tonight would bring an opportunity to visit Republic City, to see her friend Skoochy.

As the last of the light from the sun disappeared, Republic City's skyline lit up brightly with artificial light while the small island became a dimly lit body of candle and lantern light.

Jinora found herself once again leaning against her window sill with her cheeks buried in her hands as she stared across Yue Bay to stare in awe at the sight of Republic City before her. It had been a long time since she had last been to the city, and she was anxious to go again. Racing air scooters with Korra and her siblings just wasn't the sort of thrill ride that would suffice to her anymore, especially since Korra would cheat and use the avatar state whenever she was losing. What she wanted was to be in the city with her unlikely friend, Skoochy.

Skoochy, the homeless boy who she had made a friend out of. Oh, how her father would freak out if he knew about the young street urchin. Jinora chuckled lightly to herself at the thought, but quickly the humour disappeared when she realised it wouldn't be a laughing matter if he did find out. Far from it. She sighed quietly to herself. She did miss his company though, the boy who always seemed cheery despite his own circumstances.

Jinora eyed her glider the was pressed up against its usual spot next to her window. She knew she couldn't go at this very given moment, for many people were still awake meaning someone could walk into her room while she was gone. She knew she had to wait for at least another couple hours before trying anything. But lately, a couple hours would feel like an eternity. She was feeling an impatience like she had never experienced before. She just wanted to go. Go now and indulge on the sense of freedom she would feel whenever she left for the city. But knowing that she couldn't, at least not yet, made her feel saddened.

Huffing in impatience, Jinora stumbled over to her bed and threw herself onto the mattress before pulling at the blanket to wrap herself in a cocoon. She let out a sigh as she thought about the city and its sights and landmarks and a certain earthbending street urchin, Skoochy. She missed his company and she just wanted nothing more but to see her friend again.

This sudden impulse of impatience brought a frustrated tear to her eye. She wiped away the tear with a slight sniffle as she sat up, still wrapped in her blanket. That was a surprise. She never thought being away from the city would reduce her to such a low that she'd shed tears.

She never really shed tears much in her life. This made her wonder why it was that this affected her so much. After a moment of thought, she decided to disregard it and threw aside her blanket before he stood up and walked over to the bookshelf across the room. She decided she would try to pass the time with a book.

She grabbed one without bothering to see what it was before she plopped herself back onto the mattress of her bed before she opened to the first page. She skimmed through the first couple of pages before she shut the book closed before tossing it aside. She just couldn't concentrate on books anymore.

All she really felt that she could do was hope that she could maintain her sanity while she waited for the next couple hours to pass by so she could see if it was safe to leave. She found herself staring off into blank space for a few minutes before she shook her head to return to reality.

Jinora was beginning to get restless. She turned and planted her face into her pillow before letting out a muffled, irritated groan. She tossed and turned for a bit before she stood up from her bed and shuffled over to her room window. She stared out toward the city again. The now darker sky made the city's skyline seem even brighter. Jinora let out another sigh before leaning against the window sill.

I can't stand this!

Jinora suppressed the urge to stomp her foot on the ground and let out a yell of impatience. She really needed to find something to keep herself occupied before she started pulling at her hair.

She brought her hands up in front of her before making some circular motions, compressing some of the air between her hands into a ball. She couldn't see it, but she could feel the spherical cushion of air between her hands. She began to poke her fingers at the air ball between her hands. The strange sensation of feeling something that was there that she couldn't see kept her occupied for a short while. She soon found herself lying on her bed, still playing around with the invisible cushion of air. She let the cushion of air return to its regular state before playing around with a few other small airbending tricks.

The young airbender remained like that for about an hour, completely absorbed in her element like a passionate musician would be with their instrument. The feeling of controlling her element took away the irritating feeling of impatience and replaced it with a more calm and collected feeling.

She could have remained like that for much longer, but she was brought back to reality when there was a knock on her door. Jinora sat up as the door opened to find her mother poke her head in through the gap.

"Jinora," Pema said, "your father and I are turning in for the night. If you need anything, say so now or wait until morning."

"I'm fine, mum." Jinora said as she suppressed the wide grin that threatened to spread across her face.

Pema said goodnight before sliding the door shut. Jinora waited for the sound of her mother's footsteps to fade away before she shot out of bed.

This is it, Jinora's mind shouted, time to go back to Republic City to see Skoochy!

Jinora reached under her bed and grabbed the messy pile of stolen clothing she had hidden underneath before she hastily slipped the clothing onto her small frame. She put on her last glove before looking into a mirror to adjust the black beret on her head before she huffed and nodded in satisfaction. It was time to go.

She quickly slid her door open and poked head out to check to see if anyone was coming before she shut it again. She strode over to her room window and grabbed her glider as she climbed onto the window sill. With a final look over her shoulder, she leapt from the window sill, extended the wings of her glider and took flight toward the city.

Skoochy never thought that at any point in his life that he'd be accepting bribes from a police officer. He always thought it would be the other way around. In fact, he had done so in the past, on many occasions. But here he was, pocketing a second 5 Yuan note that was given to him in exchange for a little information he had picked up.

"Yeah, I saw him. He was poking his head into a few trash cans," Skoochy informed the officer before his stuck his hand back out, "and then…"

The police officer grimaced as he took out another note and stuck it into the boy's hand. Skoochy gave the officer a very brief blank look before he smirked at the irritated officer. He stuffed the note into his vest pocket before he gave out the last bit of information, unable to drag it on any further.

"The guy stuffed his hands into one of the trash cans," Skoochy told the officer in a low voice, "and then he pulled out a package, about the size of one of those gloves the Equalists were running around with last year, then went running in that direction. Now that's all you're getting out of me."

Skoochy chuckled inwardly when the officer gave him an annoyed thanks for the information. Skoochy watched as the officer walked away. He was curious as to what was going down. He happened to see a member of the Triple Threats rummaging through bins looking for a package a few hours ago and later found an officer looking around for information. But soon he pushed those thoughts out of his mind when he counted the money he had managed to collect today.

He made his way into a discrete spot in an alleyway between two buildings out of the way of prying eyes as he dug into his pockets to access his spoils. After a moment of counting, he found himself in possession of 27 Yuans. He grinned, that would last him a few days.

He stuffed the money into his vest pocket before making his way to Central City Station in a cheery mood. He wasn't going to have to worry too much for a few days. He just hoped that no one would try mug him like the two teenagers who attacked him yesterday. And with that thought, Skoochy picked up his pace a little more.

Soon, he found the area around him to have a flickering orange tint and he knew he had arrived at his destination. He looked up into the warm glow of the hypnotic flame producing from the statue ahead of him as he approached it. He stepped up to the statue's plinth and leaned against the fence that bordered the statues as he look around his surroundings. Not a familiar face to be seen anywhere.

Great, Skoochy thought to himself.

This was going to be a boring night. He was all alone with still plenty of energy left in him. He huffed as he tried to think of what to do to keep himself occupied for the coming hours ahead of him. He sat himself down on the steps of the plinth and buried his cheek in his palm in thought.

As if on cue, a solution appeared before him as he turned his head to his left and saw a familiar face. It was Jinora, dressed up in the clothes that he had stolen for her weeks ago, clutching onto her glider which she had in front of her, her eyes darting from side to side as if to be searching for something. When her eyes finally turned to him and her eyes stopped searching, for she had found what she was looking for. A large smile spread across the young airbender's face as she started to run toward Skoochy. Upon reaching him, she took a seat on the plinth to Skoochy's left.

Why'd she have to show up now?

"Hi Skoochy!" Jinora greeted excitedly.

"Hey," Skoochy replied.

Jinora's cheery face turned into a worried frown when she noticed the bruise on the right side of his face. Skoochy noticed her change of expression and realised why it was. He subconsciously covered his bruise with his hand as he turned away from her.

Crap, Skoochy cursed mentally, how could I forget?

"Skoochy," Jinora said with a worried tone, "what happened to your face?"

Skoochy grumbled under his breath a bit knowing that he was now unable to hide it or lie about it. He uncovered his bruise and turned to face Jinora once again. He remained silent for a moment, looking down at the ground in thought about how he was going to say it. In the end, he recalled the events of what happened to him the previous night in a similar fashion as how he told Xing earlier that day.

"Oh spirits," Jinora gasped, "are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Skoochy told with a dismissive wave, "I'm fine."

They both fell silent for a moment. Skoochy turned his gaze straight ahead of him as the silence dragged on a bit. Jinora looked toward the homeless boy with a worried look. He had been hurt and no one but himself could have done anything about it.

"Does it hurt?" Jinora asked, as she reached across with her left hand to touch his bruised cheek.

As quickly as he noticed Jinora reaching over, Skoochy felt her cold finger tips come in contact with his bruised face. In surprise, he turned to face the younger airbender. Jinora blushed in surprise when she found that because Skoochy turned his head, her hand was cupping his cheek. She read enough romance novels to know how intimate it looked and Skoochy must've had a good idea of it. Her face quickly flushing with a shade of red, she snatched her hand away as she suppressed the urge to squeal.

"It doesn't hurt," Skoochy informed her before continuing in a teasing manner, "but it does feel a lot colder now."

Skoochy rubbed his hand against his cheek to warm it. As he did that he looked at Jinora with a blank expression before chuckling at her. Jinora simply looked away with a pout while her face continued to redden as Skoochy continued to lightly laugh at her.

They soon left Central City Station to walk around after Jinora started to complain about the hard floor they were sitting on and insisted that they walk around. Skoochy happily obliged, not wanting to hang around in one spot for too long. After some time, they eventually found themselves in the dimly illuminated city park.

Jinora was reminded of the first time she snuck out to Republic City. How she and Skoochy walked through this very park. The only difference was that they weren't holding hands like the first time. She looked around her and again found various couples spending time together all around the park. How she envied them. With that envy came a feeling of feeling out of place. She wasn't in a relationship, and the sight of so many couples made her feel uncomfortable. She wanted to grab hold of his hand and lean against him much like the people around them. As quickly as she felt her face heat up from the thought of it, she quickly berated such thoughts, for they were silly and childish.

Jinora looked toward Skoochy, who was walking by her side. He did not seem to be taking any notice of this. But as a matter of fact he did. Skoochy was just good at hiding things. In truth, he too was envious of the people around them. He was beginning to regret passing through here at this time of night. All these people who are without a care in the world for the presence of their partner is all they need as all their problems simply disappear in the moment. Skoochy wanted something like that. He wanted to be able to live a carefree life. But his circumstances wouldn't allow it.

He glanced at the young airbender beside him. He could see Jinora looking at the people around the park with envious eyes, he could make out the slight red tint in her cheeks and chuckled, causing Jinora to look at him.

"What's so funny?" she asked him.

"Jealous of all those people are you?" Skoochy said in a teasing manner.

Jinora let out a wistful sigh as she looked at one particular couple embracing each other by the water's edge. Skoochy took that as a 'yes' and chuckled a little more. Jinora scowled at him in response to his teasing chuckle, but that only caused him to laugh.

Skoochy's laughter stopped after a few moments before he simply looked at Jinora with a warm smile. Jinora was taken aback by how handsome the young street urchin looked with that smile that he had. She couldn't help but stare at his face. Jinora quickly snapped back into reality when said street urchin took hold of her hand.

"Here," Skoochy said, "you can hold my hand tonight."

"O-okay," Jinora stuttered as her face turned many shades of red and pink.

Inside, she was squirming as her heart began to race at the close contact between her and the young boy. On the outside, Jinora had a huge smile on her face that wouldn't go away even if she tried. Skoochy gave a low chuckle at her reaction before he picked up the pace. He led her to the side of a pond where he propped himself down on the soft grass. Jinora joined him on the ground, still holding his hand.

They sat there by the water in comfortable silence for a few minutes. Jinora became entranced by how the lights around them reflected off the ripples of the water's surface. She pushed a small gust of wind over the water and made the surface shimmer and gave a cheerful sigh. This was a nice spot.

Skoochy let go of Jinora's hand as he went to lie back on the grass, resting his hands behind his head so that he could gaze up at the night sky comfortably. Jinora's hand that the boy once held suddenly felt cold now that he had let go. She suppressed the urge to rub her hands together because of the chilling feeling.

"You can't see the moon tonight," Skoochy said abruptly.

"What?" Jinora said as she turned to face the boy.

"It's so cloudy tonight," Skoochy said, "that you can't see the moon. Or even the stars now that you mention it."

"At least those clouds aren't rain clouds," Jinora replied.

Skoochy smirked, "I guess."

Silence hung in the air around them. It wasn't a comfortable sort of silence like before. Jinora started to feel a little uncomfortable, not knowing how to break the silence between them. She looked at the homeless boy that lay on the ground beside her. He did not seem to mind too much.

But suddenly, Skoochy huffed loudly.

"Hey, Jinora," the boy said, "come lie down next to me."

Jinora gave him a questioning look, but the boy simply insisted. After a moment of hesitation, she conceded and laid herself down on the soft grass. She glanced at the boy beside her and put her hands behind her head, imitating his position.

"What now?" Jinora questioned.

"The sky is normally filled with stars," Skoochy spoke vaguely, staring at the night sky, "and the moon."

"What are you going on about?"

"It's nice to look up at the stars sometimes," he began, "it really makes problems go away for a bit."

Jinora looked up at the sky and found nothing but a pitch black sky and pouted at the sight.

"Stupid clouds," she said.

"Heh, yeah," Skoochy chuckled, "stupid clouds…"

They laid there for quite some time. Sometimes in silence, other times topics of conversation would pop up for brief moments as they looked up at the blank nothingness of the clouded night sky. Jinora found it very relaxing having the soft grass beneath her under the cool air. Soon her eyelids began to feel heavy and sleep threatened to consume her at that very moment.

With a yawn, she sat up from her prone position and stretched. It was just about time to go. Skoochy saw her begin to stand up and rose with her.

"Gonna go, are you?" Skoochy asked.

"Yeah," Jinora nodded, "can you walk with me to Yue Bay?"

Skoochy happily obliged to the young girl's request and walked with her to Yue Bay. It was a rather quiet journey, minus the passing Satomobiles and the chatter of other pedestrians. Jinora was surprised that despite the lateness of the night, the city was still very much alive with activity.

Before long, they arrived at Yue Bay. Jinora stifled a yawn as she looked toward her home across the body of water before her. She extended the wings of her glider with a loud click and took up a stance ready to take flight. She looked toward her friend one more time.

"Well," she said, "I'll see you again some other time."

Skoochy smiled at her, "Yeah, I guess so."

"Okay um… Bye, I guess."

"Yeah, yeah," Skoochy said as he started to turn back to way he came, but not before parting with a wave, "see you."

Jinora watched as Skoochy began to walk off. She felt her heart sink a little at the fact that he wasn't going to wait around until the last moment that she actually left. Shaking the thought away, she turned back toward Air Temple Island. After a few deep breaths, she took a few quick steps forward before jumping into air and as quickly as she jumped, she took flight back toward home.

And that was chapter 5. What do you think of the story thus far? Reviews are most welcome.

That took a while to do... School has been back in session for a few weeks now and I've been caught up in a lot of work so I haven't had a lot of spare time. Also, I'm in the middle of end of year exams at the moment, so I've been doing quite a bit of revision. Mostly for Maths because, despite the fact that I'm Asian (Oh, the stereotypes.), I suck at Maths... That, and I got a bit side tracked while writing this chapter because... Well... I kind of fell victim to Tahnorra. I REGRET NOTHING! So yeah...

Next chapter will be going through a little Skoochy back story headcanon. Not much is known about him, canon-wise, so why not?