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Why I was annoyed by Aang's amnesia, I wasn't sure. Maybe it was because I was mad at him for risking his life for me and now I don't really know who he is anymore, or maybe I have something against amnesia, or maybe I'm just annoyed!
Whatever the reason, I had no choice but to make sure Aang didn't kill himself since he didn't know what anything was. Sokka wasn't here to help me out since he decided to sleep over at a friends to study for their big test tomorrow. Earlier, Aang nearly baked himself because he thought the oven was a safety box after he had watched something about hurricanes and there were clouds outside. I had turned the oven on to bake something, luckily I found him before anything happened.
So after that I was pretty tired, now we were sitting down watching Planet Earth ( I love that show) and eating spaghetti with marinara sauce and some garlic bread (cooked to perfection, thank you very much.)
I kept watching Aang to make sure he didn't spill anything, he was usually very polite, but recently because of the accident he forgot his manners. "This food is a lot better than the mansion place food." Aang commented, taking another bite of garlic bread, with spaghetti already in his mouth.
I noticed, then that marinara sauce was all over his face, I stifled a laugh. "What?" he asked. "Aang, you have marinara sauce all over you." He looked down, I laughed again.
"Come here," I said, grabbing a napkin, "How did you manage to get so messy? Since when did you act so little?" I said, wiping his face. He shrugged and tried to look back at the TV but I held him still.
Once I had finished cleaning is face I brought the empty plates back to the kitchen and washed them, putting them back in the cabinets. It was seven, so it was still a bit sunny outside, except when dark gray clouds rolled over. A very large storm was about to hit, and I was sure Aang would be scared considering he was basically a kid right now.
I went to the closet, getting some blankets and pillows and bringing them to the couch. Aang looked at me in curiosity as I set them up and put a pillow behind him while setting the blanket on his lap. I could only find one really big blanket so when I had come back from getting ice cream out of the fridge and two spoons, he unfolded the blanket and set it on top of both of us.
An hour and a half later, lightening flashed outside and thunder boomed. You could hear the rain pouring over the loud booming. We were watching Dirty Jobs; Aang was sitting pretty close to me, afraid of the lightening. "Is it a hurricane?" He asked, scared.
"No, its just a really big storm, we're fine." I told him, but he stayed cuddled up beside me.
All of the sudden, the power went out. The TV turned off, all the lights turned off making it seem suddenly very dark and the A/C stopped working. Aang shrieked and quickly wrapped his arms around me, burying his face in my shoulder.
"We're not fine, Katara, we're not fine, and we're going to die!" Aang cried.
"Aang, please, you're overreacting, this happens sometimes, don't worry. If the power doesn't turn on soon then we may have some difficulties but we won't die." I told him. He looked up at me, "A-are you sure?" He asked.
I took his arms off from around me and got up, "Positive, now let me find some candles and a flashlight." I walked clumsily through the kitchen, groping for things so I wouldn't trip over who-knows-what. Soon I found the door that led to the laundry room and pulled it open, I walked to the edge and found some drawers. I opened them and felt through them until I found a flashlight.
I pulled open another drawer when I heard a sound from outside. I turned on the flashlight and opened the door to the garage, Momo and Appa were standing out there soaking wet and shivering. I grabbed some towels and brought them and the towels over to Aang.
"Here," I told him, giving him the towels, "I forgot they were outside so try to dry them up, I still need to find the candles." I walked back to the laundry room and found the drawer with the candles and a lighter.
I walked back out to the living room and found Aang drying of Appa and Momo, and I mean the Aang I really knew. I wasn't sure if he got his memory back or that was just the real him pulling through the dark abyss of confusion that was right now his mind. I figured it was the second one, considering the fact that if it was the first he would immediately come and hug me happily.
After I finished lighting the candles, I sat down next to him while pulling the blanket back over me. Appa jumped up and sat next to Aang and Momo jumped onto my lap. Suddenly I realized how much better it would be for him to have his memory right now. The scene was romantic, the dark room only lit by candles, both of us on the couch with only one blanket, and no Sokka to bother us. But since it couldn't happen, I settled for snuggling closer and falling asleep next to him.
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In the morning, I woke up and felt a pair of arms around me. Aang must have gotten scared by the lightening and used me as his safety net. It was lighter outside but dark clouds still hovered above. I looked at the clock and it was nine thirty.
And I was late for school.
I jumped up as best as I could without waking Aang and got dressed. I grabbed a pop-tart and left a note for Aang telling him that if he needed me, to call me on my cell and I left the number. I left pop-tarts on the table for his breakfast and put the candles out and away. I made sure that Appa and Momo had a potty brake before I left and I turned off the lights, not having enough time to realize the power was back on.
I ran as fast as I could to school, since I didn't have a ride, I was supposed to call someone last night to ask them to pick me up. I then rammed into my locker, getting everything I needed for second period. I burst through the door of the office and got a late note and caught my breath when I had noticed we had a sub today so nothing was really happening in class.
I then asked to go back to the office to tell them about Aang situation and I calmly walked back.
"Um, excuse me, but I need you to tell all my teachers that I must have my cell phone on." I told the lady at the front desk.
"Why must you have your cell phone on, my dear?" She asked, in a sickingly sweet voice.
"Do you remember Aang, the kid that got the bad part of the wreck on the field trip last Friday?"
"Ah, yes, the boy has amnesia am I correct?"
"Yes, and he has to stay home, I told him if he needs me, that I have my cell phone so…"
"So…?"
"I need the permission to keep it on and answer it if it's Aang." I told her as if it was only too obvious.
"I'll see what I can do, your third period teacher will tell you the answer." I nodded to her gratefully and walked back to class.
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The only thing I was wondering about at the moment was how that lady at the front desk knew about Aang's amnesia, though I knew deep down it was probably Sokka. I guess I just wanted to think that maybe, everyone around here was worried about him as much as I was, but I suppose that's not true. Luckily, I was able to keep my cell on, and so far no call was made.
That was a good sign, right?
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With Zuko and Azula (Zuko's P.O.V.)
"If I can't get her to love me, or hate him, what can I do to get that stupid punk away from her." I wondered. My sister, Azula, appeared around the corner.
"I admit, that 'punk' is quite cute, and I have something that'll make things better, for both of us Zuzu."
"What can you do." I turned to her; sometimes I was really glad my sister was an evil mastermind.
"I want him, you want her, so why not turn her into something she despises," She held up a vile with some purplish liquid, "This poison will turn her into something she hates. She'll loath Aang, love you, and she'll have the exact qualities you love. Aang will be sad, and thinks I'm a sweet little girl. I can make him forget about her and you won't have to worry about him messing with her thoughts. Just slip it into her drink Zuko, one little drop, and all of our dreams will come true." She said, giving it to me.
Oh, I am going to love this.
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