Previously…
"Ta ta for now!" Cari cried, and with one last wave she was off down the mountain side, earth surfing with style.
The GAang watched in awe as she became smaller and smaller, before blending in as one of the specs on the horizon. All became deathly silent. They began to look back on the short week.
Suicide attempts…
Avalanches, earthquakes, whirpools…
A rather chilling introduction to Bitch-Bending…
Scheme after scheme after scheme…
A overdose on sarcasm...
None of them said anything for a long time, until Sokka asked:
"What just happened?"
"AAAAND that's a wrap people!" The director yells.
The heavy sighs of the actors ripples through the fake scenery. The lights in the studio go up and Cari's actor, Carrie, jumps up from behind a rock.
"Awesome show, guys!" She congratulates, punching Sokka's actor- Igor Heffle- lightly on the shoulder. The others step back slightly, afraid that they'll be next.
Just then, Caspre bursts out of the narrator's booth, throwing her script to the director and pulling off her headphones before making her way over.
"Top notch guys, we make a great team!" She booms, still using her story-telling voice.
"You're not recording anymore, Miriam." Carrie reminds her idly, rolling her eyes.
"Uh...my name's Caspre." She says innocently, before hissing under her breath: "Not in front of the readers, you Harlot!" She turns to the rest, and smiles brightly, "It was really fun working with you guys- I used to love watching Avatar. I never thought I'd actually meet you guys, let alone be part of a story with you! It'd be worth it even without the salary! Although...I still want the money..." She says edgily, hoping that the casting directors hadn't heard her.
"Thaaat's right, just keep talking there, Miriam..." Carrie sighs. She had been mouthing 'Blah, blah, blah,' The whole time that 'Caspre' had been talking. Her hair practically bristled in irritation before muttering: "Excuse me." And disappearing into her changing room- which was much smaller than Carrie's.
"Thank God, thought I'd never get her to leave...!" Carrie sighed. She took a towel from the assistant handing them out, throws it round her neck and sashays into her vast changing room, with a star plastered to the door- perhaps by herself...!
Igor (Sokka) rubs his arm violently from where she had pounded it, as he hisses to Toph's actor- Jessie "Cupcake" Ramone: "She's never out of character is she?"
Jessie removes the contact lenses that mask her bright green eyes with a milky film, and blinks a few times.
"I kind of like her." She says thoughtfully, "Although it took a while to get used to her."
"You're telling me…" Katara's actor- Raymond Kattle- chips in, reaching down his outfit and pulling out fake boobs, "I'll be glad to get out of this stupid costume- it's been stitched up so many times after the fight scenes with that wacko- she just doesn't understand that it's acting. Plus it'll be nice to stop shaving my legs for this stupid female role..."
"I reckon she's a nice old bird." Aang's actor- just 'Bill'- says in an extremely deep voice with a cockney accent.
"SO," Carrie says, as she emerges from the dressing room, out of her costume and into some comfy jeans, "Who's up for a milkshake? They're on Bill!"
After murmurs of half-enthusiastic agreement, the whole film-crew had followed Carrie out of the door, forgetting the set and looking forward to a Smartie Milkshake with Jelly Tots.
A few minutes later, Caspre emerges from her changing room, her hair fluffy and her hoodie at the ready. She looks around the deserted set in silence.
"Where'd everybody...those bastards."
And so Cari dragged them all down to the café, still nattering on about what a brilliant performance she had privileged them with…
THE END
Caspre: Just couldn't resist to add that little bit on...it's been a blast!
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