HI! Thanks to all who read the first chapter...

MODERN TIMES! ( but will have lots of references to show)

Toph can see ( for now that is I may make something happen to make her blind)

Monk Gyasto is Aang's adoptive father ( because of all the stuff about him being a father to Aang)

Tanks to kthao65, smilelyBAM03, and avatar-girl for review chapter one... I'll post chapter three today too which has Toph in it...

Now that the boring stuff is over, let the fanfiction begins!

"Sokka! That's not yours!" Katara yells at her brother who had come into their kitchen parading around in Katara's pink bra and undies. Katara was pulling them off Sokka while Aang's face shifted from pale peach to beet red. Mentally slapping himself, his color turned back to normal. He had known the two for a year but he was still a boy. This how he spent his fist Friday afternoon after school started and every Friday for a few weeks, over at their hose talking about school with Sokka doing something or another that made them laugh, yell or cringe. Finally Katara retrieved her panties from Sokka and things had cooled down.

"Aang how's the eighth grade? Did you get Mr. Pakku? He is really sexist, and he favorites his male students. I had him and scraped by with B's." Katara said, munching on some nuts that were on the table.

"Yeah he's my third hour, right before lunch. Eh, if you consider a being friendless, bored to death, and probably going insane good for a normal eighth grader, yeah it's going good." Aang laughed at her question, he wasn't able to make any friends, unless you count the people who were willing to pay him to do their homework. Katara and Sokka were never free, they were always busy with parties, older friends and driving. Sokka was finally legal to drive and by now the world is wishing he wasn't. Aang nearly had a heart attack every time he drove with them.

"Hey, it's only been three weeks. I know you'll find someone. And if you don't there's one more year before being with us!" Sokka said grabbing a soda from the fridge

"Sokka! Don't say that! Aang I know you'll find someone. Trust me." Katara said sincerely, making Aang inwardly blush. Heck, he was head over heels for her, but with her being older, popular and so dang pretty, he knew he had a next to nothing chance with her.

"Thanks. That put my mind at some state of ease. Anybody want to go see Appa's new trick?" Aang said excitedly, he had taught Appa how to play Frisbee yesterday and he was a natural, almost like he was flying thought the air.

"You already taught him something new? Last week it was shaking hands this week's he's goanna fly!" Sokka mocks, pretending to fly around their blue and white kitchen like superman.

"Actually he is. I taught him how to play Frisbee."

"Oh, Aang that is so cool! Let's go!" Katara clapped her hands together excitedly; she loved Appa, always wanting to play with him.

"I'll drive!" Sokka yelled grabbing his car keys. Katara and Aang groaned.

**Into the metal death trap that is Sokka's old Pinto**

Sokka driving is one reason I'm happy this was a historical show... ( nah, I kid me loves Sokka and his love of giant mushrooms =3)

Since I never put it up there when I posted the story... do you guys want some modern time bending? I have a poll on my profile page and I'll keep it up till chapter 10, okay?

May the elements be with you,

PFB out!