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Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar. But that would be so cool!
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Chapter 3: Back to The Old Times
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Aang, Sokka, Toph and katara bowed at the guru.
Guru Pathik smiled at them. "I never guessed that the Avatar would want to come back and meet me again. Seems like you're growing in a much faster rate than I expected. How old are you now?"
"I'm 13. But I'm turning 14 this autumn," Aang replied.
He chuckled. "I see. And you brought your friends and your girlfriend as well." He winked at Katara.
"What?!? She's not my girlfriend!" Aang protested.
"I'm not his girlfriend!" Katara opposed. Sokka and Toph were grinning from ear to ear.
"Take it easy, he was just teasing you guys," Toph exclaimed, still grinning. "Yup! He caught both of you off guard. I think I'm starting to like this guru."
Sokka smirked. "It's about time! My sister finally likes Aang. I can get back at her after all that jokes about me and Suki."
Guru Pathik laughed harder. "(sigh) I remember when I was a kid. Can you please tell me why you have visited?"
"I wanted to ask for your assistance," Aang explained. "There's this guy, who um... looks like me. Well, practically he is me. I don't exactly know how I'm going to explain this."
"I would," Toph stepped up. "I'll make this short and sweet. Aang's evil self is running around and is obviously causing bad stuff. Got that?"
He nodded. "You went to the right person. We'll talk about this tomorrow. You kids need rest."
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The Next Day……
Aang stretched. "So, what do you want me to do? Drink some of those banana and onion juice?"
"We must deal with your inner turmoil."
"You think I have turmoil?"
The guru nodded. "If you don't, why would there be another Aang who's evil?
Aang sat in front of him. "So, what now?"
"I'm going to ask you some questions. Before this whole thing happened, did you feel any different?"
"Well, kinda. I feel all gloomy and unloved."
"Aahh.. I see… depression."
"You think I'm depressed?"
"What did the tour other self said to you before he left?" he ignored Aang's question.
"He said that it was my hatred and my unhappiness that lead him to form. And that he wants me to me to rule the world or something like that."
"Did you agree?"
"Are you serious? Of course not."
"Do you hate anything?"
"I don't know… Maybe. Maybe not."
"Personally, I think you do, even now. Your hate for hatred."
Aang raised an eyebrow. "Okay, now you're confusing me."
"That feeling is very hard to describe. You'll figure it out when you're certain you feel it. I advise you to meditate most of the time. Think a lot. And talk to your friends. You'll feel a lot better."
Aang nodded. Okay. This is a lot more like therapy to me. And am I really a depressed person?
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Hahahaha! This is really a filler than a chapter. Well, I'll make sure next chapter's a little bit long. There's going to be a lot of fluffy Kataang goodness….
Byerz!
