"NEWSPAPER! COME OUT AND GET YOUR NEWSPAPER!" shouted the newspaper boy, wobbling on his bicycle. The gang came out and fetched the newspaper. The newspaper boy bowed to Fire Lord Zuko and said,"Good afternoon, Fire Lord Zuko," for he was of the Fire Nation. "Good afternoon, Malin," Zuko replied, he was a good Fire Lord, so he knew every one of his subjects by name. He bowed his head slightly in return. Aang snatched the newspaper off the ground and saw the headline screaming,"EARTH KING DIES,GOD- SON NAMED KING." Aang read on:
"The Earth King died of natural causes, in his sleep, and his godson, Dakaa, is taking his place. The coronation will be held today at 5:30. The whole Earth Kingdom mourned for their loss, but now they jump for joy because a new king is rising!"
The snapshot was of Dakaa by his godfather's bed, in the Earth King's last days.
"How did we not know about this?" Sokka was puzzled."I don't know," said Toph, and she shrugged her shoulders. "Well, lets talk about this over some tea and dumplings... What do you say?" Uncle asked the group with a kindly smile. The wrinkles around his eyes folded, and he looked so warm and fuzzy inside. Indeed, he was a little fuzzy on the outside due to his beard, though. They all went inside, all except Malin, and sat cross legged on the floor, sipping tea and chowing down on pork dumplings. They discussed this matter seriously. There was talk about this, then that, when suddenly, Toph felt marching along the road. "Guys," she said."There are people coming. Lots of people." They trekked outside again, but this time, instead of Malin on his feeble bicycle, there was the Earth Kingdom's army, quite sturdy.
"Where are you going?" asked Aang. "To the Fire Nation. Earth King's orders," the soldier at the front said, without breaking his stare forward. The group cast confused looks at each other. They shuffled back in the house. Uncle went up the stairs to find a game to play. Aang sat down. Maybe he should pay a visit to the Spirit World. Aaarrgghh! Aang thought. The pieces of this puzzle just fit together nicely. Now they are scattered! Crash! "MoMo! Please do NOT scare me like that again!" Sokka said, agitated. "Now I have spilled my tea all over the stairs!" "Woooaaahhh!?" Uncle yelled. The pieces of the puzzle literally went flying as the thousand piece puzzle Uncle was holding scattered onto the floor. "I am so sorry, Uncle! I made you slip!" Sokka's face went red with embarrassment. But on Uncle's face there was a smile. "It's quite all right, Sokka! That was the most fun I've had since completing the puzzle that I just dropped! Ha ha!" Uncle laughed.
