Hey, if I updated yesterday it would have been a month EXACTLY! -cough- Anyway! I have teh update-ish! HUZZZAH! I'm just looking for ideas now...I got this idea cause there's something going around my school, lol. We hit a hundred reviews last chapter! -throws miniature party- I went back last chapter (cause I'm so skeptical of my work) and reread it and now I hate it. But I wrote it when I was on all my heavy duty headache meds, so that explains it. Of course I'm still on some meds so WATCH OUT! Lol, jk. I think I'm better now. It was still fun to write whether I was drugged up or not so it was an exciting twist? Sure, we'll go with that. Anyway, here's this update and we'll see where we from this. Toph take it away!

Toph: Let's see...you don't own the Academy Awards...or M. Night Shyamalan.

Yup, I had to poke some fun at that whole Live Action Avatar movie deal. I seriously don't know what to think about that. That's so weird. I mean by now I think they would have said if it was a rumor but I mean an Avatar live action movie people? It'll be weird. I'll certainly go see it if it happens, but I still can't really see it.

o0o

"Sokka! Sokka, have you seen Aang?" Katara fought her way through the crowded hall.

"No." Sokka replied collecting his books.

"He wasn't at lunch and—"

"He went home sick. Left me a note in our locker." Sokka told her.

"You could have told me that when I asked where he was." Katara put her hands on her hips.

"I didn't feel like it." Sokka replied simply.

"You're an lazy idiot." Katara rolled her eyes.

"Hey, Sugar Queen." Toph came up behind her.

"Hey, Toph." Katara greeted her.

"I have Aang's math homework. I figured you were going to go visit him and sit by his sickbed all night or something, so I thought I'd give it to you." Toph handed her a packet.

"Thanks—"

"Oh, no. I'm not driving to Aang's tonight." Sokka shook his head.

"Please, Sokka!" Katara begged him.

"Katara, you have your permit, why don't you go?" Sokka asked.

"Sokka you know I have to have a driver in the car with me. And you know there's no way I'm going up that driveway." Katara told him.

"There's a first for everything. You'll have to do it eventually." Sokka told her.

"Not today, Sokka. Please, just drive me up there." Katara pleaded.

"For a price." Sokka told her.

"Name it." Katara sighed.

"My chores, for a week. No two. And, ten bucks. No, fifteen. I need lunch tomorrow." Sokka told her. Katara groaned as she took out her wallet from her purse and checked it.

"Do you have change? All I have is a twenty." Katara told him.

"Nope." Sokka grabbed the twenty. "I knew this whole you and Aang thing would pay off eventually."

"And while you two bickered and worked out your little deal, I just missed the bus." Toph said as the bell called the buses departure.

"Why don't you just come with us?" Katara suggested.

"Uh, hello? What about my parents?" Toph asked.

"Call them and tell them we're all doing a club after school." Katara told her "And say Sokka will drive you home afterward." Toph thought about it.

"Fine." Toph pulled out her cell phone and dialed her parents.

"Hi, Mom? I missed the buses, but I'm going to stay after school with Katara and Sokka. Yes, there's an after school club, I'll get more involved with the school. What club? It's uh…Art club. I know, Mom. Think about it though. I could be a prodigy. A blind artist! Isn't there some famous artist that's blind? Anyway, I missed the buses and Sokka's staying after school and he offered me a ride home. Yes. I know. 4:00. Okay. Bye." Toph hung up.

"I got it. Barely." Toph told them.

"Art club?" Sokka asked.

"First thing that came to mind." Toph told him. "Now come on, I only have till four."

"Hang on, I have to go find Zuko first." Sokka told them, slinging his bag over his shoulder.

"Why?" Katara asked. Sokka held up a print out.

"It's that internet generator thing. I wanted to show it to him. He's pretty good with videos and cameras and things. Maybe if he liked it we could use his cameras and make a movie and enter the school's film festival." Sokka told them.

"Oh, Sokka—" Katara started but Sokka already took off. They found them at Mai's locker. Zuko had his arms wrapped around her waist and she was talking to Ty Lee.

"Hey, Zuko!" Sokka called.

"What now?" Zuko turned towards them.

"I found this thing on the internet it was this generator thing I did of all of us. I think it'd make an awesome movie idea. Read it and tell me what you think." Sokka gave it to him. Zuko reluctantly took it and started to read it.

"It's a load of shit." Zuko handed it back. "I'm a banished prince that's chasing Aang all over the world, because my father banished me from my country and Azula is trying to track me down and kill me? Thanks, that made me feel even better about my life. I'm going to go slit my wrists when I get home."

"Zuko, you need to talk to a guidance counselor about your family problems." Sokka told him

"I'm kidding, you idiot. Those counselors are creepy. Especially that Ju Dee one. Actually I think it's a conspiracy. They've brainwashed like thrity different women and they all think they're Ju Dee because I've been sent down there at least seven different times and there's been seven different women all claiming to be Ju Dee." Zuko shuddered. "Anyway, the only thing keeping me going is I'm leaving my family next year."

"What about me?" Mai raised her eyebrows at him.

"Well, you too. But I was just saying that—Damn, I dig these holes I can't get out of." Zuko groaned.

"Oh, Katara. I forgot my English book in my locker, can you go and get it?" Sokka asked.

"No! I'm not your slave. Go get it yourself." Katara told him

"Aang…" Sokka taunted.

"Fine." Katara hurried back down the halls.

"Anyway, over break, on New Years, I found Aang and Katara—" Sokka started to talk as soon as Katara left.

"I don't care about your gossip." Zuko tried to shut him up.

"No, but I found Aang and Katara—" he dropped his voice "—about to have sex."

"Why the hell would you make up this gossip? I mean your little sister and mister goody two-shoes Aang, who was too afraid to ask her out at the beginning of September or whatever?" Zuko looked at him strangely.

"I wouldn't make this up! I swear!" Sokka told him.

"Why, did you get them drunk or something?" Mai asked.

"No!" Sokka shouted.

"I bet they got in a hell of a lot of trouble." Zuko sniggered.

"Well, personally, I think they got off easy—" Sokka started to recount but Katara came back with Toph.

"Here's your English book." Katara told him. "Now can we go, now that Zuko's rejected your big movie idea?" Katara asked. Zuko sniggered at her and raised his eyebrows. "What's your problem?" she asked.

"Nothing." Zuko eyed the ceiling, rocking on the balls of his feet.

"Whatever, let's just go." Katara told him.

o0o

A little while later they arrived at Aang's house. Katara rushed up to the door and rang the doorbell as Sokka and Toph came up behind. Gyatso answered the door.

"Hi, is Aang doing better? I heard he was sick today. We brought his work from school." Katara said really fast, grinning. Gyatso smiled at her.

"He's only got a cold. Right now he's up in is room, I'll go see if he's awake." Gyatso invited them in. They waited for a few moments and Gyatso reappeared.

"You guys can go on up," he told them. Katara bounded up the stairs and slowly opened the door. Aang was sitting up in his bed and blowing his nose.

"Hey, Katara. Hey, Sokka, Toph." Aang smiled at them weakly. He looked a little worn out and he sniffled. "I didn't expect you guys to come over."

"Of course, Aang." Katara leaned down and gave him a hug and kissed his cheek.

"Hey, hey. No close proximity. You'll catch my cold." Aang told her.

"I don't care, I have a good immune system." Katara smiled.

"Okay, will you two stop with the mushiness?" Sokka asked.

"Here's your math homework Twinkletoes." Toph handed him the work.

"Thanks." Aang smiled, putting the work on his side table, knocking over a few used tissues.

"Yeah, you might want to think about cleaning up." Sokka eyed the germy tissues.

"I'm sick!" Aang laughed, sounding stuffed up.

"We know, Aang. Sokka is just joking." Katara put a hand on his.

"So you made it over, Toph?" Aang asked.

"Yeah, I told my parents I was staying after school for an after school thing." Toph told him sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Art club." Sokka snickered.

"Art club?" Aang laughed.

"Like I said, I'll be a prodigy. Give me a piece of paper and a pencil." Toph told Sokka. He rolled his eyes as he dropped his bag and got out his notebook and a pen.

"Here," he handed her the notebook. Toph started to draw and after a few minutes she held it up.

"There. Isn't it a masterpiece?" Toph asked.

"It looks sort of like a dying cow." Sokka turned his head and looked at it. "No, wait! If you turn it this way, it sort of looks like a person. A deformed sort of person."

"It could be abstract." Aang laughed.

"I tried. I'll take this home to my parents and tell them this is what we did in Art club." Toph shrugged.

"Anyway, Sokka showed that generated thing off the internet to Zuko." Katara told Aang.

"Yeah, what did he think?" Aang asked.

"He thought it was stupid." Katara laughed. "I don't think Sokka will be getting that Academy Award he was hoping for."

"I just thought it was a good idea!" Sokka folded his arms.

"Then you can take it to Hollywood and get it produced yourself." Katara told him.

"You know what? I will. And I'll get the best director ever to make it! M. Night Shyamalan." Sokka folded his arms.

"You only like him because he does all those horror films, what makes you think he'd take that stupid plotline?" Katara scoffed.

"You'll be lucky if they take it as a kid's program." Toph laughed.

"It'll be the best kid's program around!" Sokka argued.

"Okay, okay. Let's stop talking about it because we all know it's not going to happen." Aang tried to settle them down.

"Fine, but I'll show you all someday." Sokka growled.

"Okay, as long as you buy us all big mansions when you're a big producer." Katara shrugged.

"Well, if you're going to act like that to me maybe I won't!" Sokka turned his nose in the air.

"Then I'll take legal action!" Katara exclaimed standing up.

"You can't sue me!" Sokka rolled his eyes.

"Guys!" Aang shouted.

"Sorry. You're sick and we come and yell." Katara apologized.

"What time is it?" Toph asked.

"About three-thirty." Sokka replied.

"We need to get going. It takes twenty to twenty five minutes give or take to get back to our houses and if I'm a minute over four my parents will have a rescue party after me." Toph rolled her eyes.

"Ugh, do we have to leave?" Katara asked taking her seat next to Aang's bed again as if she were going to stay. "Can't you go and drop Toph off and come pick me up tonight?"

"No, Katara! Do you realize how much gas costs!? Besides, I am not you're personal chauffer." Sokka told her.

"Alright. I'll be down in a minute. Let me say goodbye to Aang." Katara sighed. Sokka moved closer to her and stared her and Aang down. "What the hell are you doing?" Katara asked.

"I'm not leaving you two alone. Especially after—" he dropped his voice. "New Year's Eve."

"I had nothing to do with it. It wasn't me." Aang mouthed to Sokka.

"Look, I told it was some other worldly spirit taking over me or something. Or maybe it was you just spiking the cider." Katara shoved him out of the way.

"I told you I didn't!" Sokka shrieked.

"Look. We can sit here and play World's Unexplained Mysteries all day or we can get me home before I'm put on posters and the back of milk cartons all over the nation at 4:01!" Toph shouted.

"Fine! I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" Katara leaned down and kissed Aang's forehead. "Get plenty of rest and drink plenty of orange juice!" Katara shouted as Toph and Sokka dragged her out of the room.

"I will!" Aang smiled.

"Get better!" Katara yelled from downstairs as she was forcefully dragged out the door.

"I know, I will!" Aang yelled with his hoarse throat.