Disclaimer: If I owned this I would take Zuko and Sokka back to my place so that I could eat cake off their abs.

I had this friend who was like 12 years old. I guess you could say that he was my best friend even though I was 17 years old. He was basically a good guy; the kind of person that gets along with everyone. There wasn't a lot that was unlikable about him, his only flaw perhaps being that he liked a girl two years older than he was; a girl way out of his league.

'When I was boy of 10

I had a very best friend

Fred was kind with good intent

But just a little different'

I honestly couldn't figure out what was so special about this girl. She was no great beauty, average in looks. She had no title or money to hide behind. I personally think that my friend is perhaps not the brightest star in the sky.

'Oh special Fred

Mama dropped him on his head

Now he's not so bright instead

He's a little bit special

Just a little bit'

My friend, whose name is Aang by the way, he and I spent most of our time together. We'd spar together, usually with me coming out on top. It wasn't so hard to understand, I was older, had more training, better, faster reflexes. I also liked to train to learn something new, a new tactic or weapon. He was more interested in that girl, Katara, I think her name is.

'We played tag and he'd get hurt

I'd play soldier he'd eat dirt

I like math and the spelling bee

Fred liked talking to a tree'

Aang was constantly trying to find ways to spend time with Katara. I don't really think that she was interested in him more that just being friends. Aang often asked me to help him get Katara alone, and I being the great friend that I am, went along with his hare-brained schemes. Once he went so far to lock her in a shed with him; Aang had a black eye for a couple of weeks afterwards.

'Oh special Fred

Mama dropped him on his head

Now she keeps him in the shed

Cause he's a little bit special

Just a little bit'

I was into a lot of sports and hanging out with friends. I liked swimming and running the most. There was one time when Aang and I were walking home and Katara jogged past us, and Aang ran right into a wall, too busy watching Katara to see where he was going. I had a few girlfriends and a lot of friends that were girls. Aang was too busy with Katara to notice anybody else.

'I ran track, hung out in malls

Fred ran headfirst into walls

I had girls and lots of clothes

Fred had names for all his toes'

I wasn't really disturbed by Aang's obsession until one day went I was over at his house just playing games in his room. We were getting tired of the game we were playing so I said that I would get a new from the closest. At the word closet, Aang really freaked out and said that he would get one. I shrugged and said that it wasn't a big deal seeing as how I was already standing. Aang then lunged for the closet door and blocked it with his body trying to prevent me from getting in. Well I being the bigger and stronger of the two, easily moved him out of the way, and when I opened the closet door I got the shock of my life. Inside was a shrine to Katara, at the center was a moldy piece of bread, with what appeared to be a bite missing from it.

'Oh special Fred

Mama dropped him on his head

Now he thinks he's a piece of bread

Cause he's a little bit special

Just a little bit'

I stared at Aang in horror. I mean I knew that he liked Katara but not that much. It was beyond a crush, it was downright stalkerish. Aang tried to explain but my mind was frozen on the dreadfulness that was before me. I attempted to focus on his words, catching bits of phrases, like how "her eyes that sparkled like never ending pools of water" or her laugh was like the "wind in a wind chime". Actually it was his description of her sterling attributes that scared me the most.

'One day talking to special Fred

He grabbed a brick and he swung at my head

And as he laughed at me that's when I knew

That special Fred just made me special too'

I was scared of his descriptions of Katara, for a couple of reasons. For one I found myself disagreeing with him thinking that her eyes sparkled like starlight and that her laugh was more like the trickling of a stream. The other reason I was so scared, was because it was at the moment that I realized how much I liked her.

Woah, woah, now I laugh as I count bugs

I give strangers great big hugs

Next to me Fred is fine

Yeah, he's a fin Einstein'

Now Aang had a partner in crime; a cohort in which he could confide his obsession in. I now also wanted to make her mine. I was fixated on her. I wanted her for myself. I became just as bad as Aang. It was pretty much a nightmare.

'Oh special Fred and me

Now we're not right in the head you see

Now we're no so bright instead

We're a little bit special

Just a little bit special

That bastard Fred made me special

Just a little bit

Just a little bit...special.'

It was a nightmare until one day when I gathered enough courage to ask Katara out, something Aang had never done. When she said yes, I knew I was special.