How long has it been since I updated this one? A year? But when I always get asked to continue my stories I always get asked to continue this one. So I couldn't just end it. But it was funny, I thought I'd have such a difficult time with it and I just sat down and started typing and I couldn't stop for like an hour. I started writing this at like two in the morning the night after I had updated 'What's a DVD' my other popular fanfiction and the story just poured out. Like somehow it's easier to write at the early hours of the morning.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoy it. I hope I haven't taken such a long break that my writing is so bad and the story is so different than what was. But I tried to go back to my roots and I reread some older chapters and I was like…oh yeah. I remember this stuff.

And this is nice and long. Yayz…

Aang: Looky this fanfiction is back too? We aren't owned here either are we?

oOo

"Hey, Katara."

"What?"

"Guess what?"

"What?"

"Do you want to know?"

"Yes, Zuko. I want to know."

"Are you sure?"

"YES, ZUKO."

They were in Sokka's car on a Friday afternoon driving home after the final bell. Aang was in the front seat next to Sokka and Zuko, Toph, and Katara were squished in the back. For some reason Zuko always rode with them and no longer drove his own car. The crutches that now accompanied Toph took up even more room as they lay across the floor. Her ankle had not been broken only severely sprained. She'd need crutches to get around the school only for the next week or two. She insisted she only needed to bandage it. But her parents wanted her off of the ankle. It was either crutches or a wheelchair. Toph was not sitting in a chair for the next two weeks. Not that wheelchairs were bad. Teo was in a wheelchair, but she wanted two feet on the ground. Being blind and in a wheelchair was too much for her. Zuko got the middle as Toph stared blindly out the window.

"You really want to know?"

"Zuko!"

"I'm bored."

"You're WHAT!?"

"Jeez, I'm going to get in an accident! I swear I don't know how I signed up for this." Sokka groaned.

"I am not entertained and I shall not be tonight. Entertain me." Zuko demanded.

"You better not be…" Katara eyed him.

"Not that kind of entertainment!" Zuko made faces. Sokka and Aang whipped around and hit their heads together.

"WHAT?"

"Sokka concentrate on driving, please." Katara nagged him.

"Yes, ma'am." Sokka put on his left indicator as he sat at the light. He was sitting in the turn lane and forgot to turn it on. Katara would only nag him more about his turn signal if he didn't put it on.

"Mai is doing some stupid thing with her parents. So I'm bored and I will be for the rest of the night and you're my only form of entertainment, my lovely whore!" Zuko threw his arms around her. Katara grumbled something about Sokka and Aang could entertain him.

"What you don't like whore now? Can't handle the change? Okay, I'll go back to bitch. Unless you like slut." Zuko went through his list of names for Katara.

"Can you not talk like that about Katara around me?" Aang asked quietly from the front seat.

"Yeah, you'll hurt his little angelic ears. He can't handle his girlfriend being called things like that." Toph laughed.

"I obviously need to rough him up a little bit. He's been a little pansy for too long." Zuko shrugged.

"That's okay. No roughing up please. Pansy's okay for me." Aang refused his offer.

"You do know pansy is a bad thing, right?" Zuko asked.

"C'mon, Zuko. Aang's fine the way he is. If anything, you need to tone it down a bit." Katara told him.

"There's nothing to tone down. I'm Zuko." Zuko told her.

"You egotistical—"

"I'm enforcing a no talking rule. Who ever talks gets thrown out of the car. Seriously, I will pull over and kick you out and you will walk home. You know what? I'm not even going to pull the car over. Your being kicked out and I'm not stopping the car or slowing down for that matter." Sokka told them, tired of the bickering. Zuko started to strangle Katara, who slapped him and elbowed him in the chest, just to see if they could get away with it. Then he pulled her hair as she punched him in the stomach.

"No touching either." Sokka told them as he unlocked the doors as if he were about to make them jump out.

It was a surprisingly quiet the rest of the way home.

"Ah, home sweet home." Sokka slammed his car door.

"So what are we doing tonight to entertain Zuko?" Zuko asked in the third person.

Katara found a rubberband in the crack of Sokka's car seat.

"Katara will give Zuko a rubberband to play with for the rest of the night." Katara replied also in the third person as she followed Aang inside.

"What? Seriously." Zuko whined.

"Oh, I don't know!" Katara whined in the same voice.

"Bowling!" Sokka exclaimed as both of them reached the kitchen.

"Sokka we haven't been bowling since your fifth birthday party." Katara rolled her eyes. "Remember the one where you practically invited everyone in the school and we had like five lanes to ourselves and you kept never letting go of the bowling ball so you would go with it." Katara reminded him.

"Was I there?" Zuko asked.

"Yeah, sadly." Katara rolled her eyes. "You ate the whole cake before we got to it."

"I remember now. That was good cake…" Zuko reminisced.

"Yeah, but you ruined my birthday. You know I am emotionally scarred from that day." Sokka exclaimed.

"Okay, whatever. Who remembers when they're five anyway?"

"I do when some meany face eats my cake!"

"Meany face? Who are you calling a meany face?" Zuko asked, threateningly.

"I am!"

"Alright, can we stop? Why did you say bowling anyway?" Katara asked.

"There was a two for one coupon in the newspaper." Sokka pointed to the newspaper spread over the table.

"Would that keep you entertained Zuko?" Katara asked handing him the coupon.

"Gee, it would, but who would I take?" Zuko wondered allowed. "It says valid only with the purchase of…" Zuko paused and looked around the room to count. "…four or more in your party."

"Wait are you including yourself or did you leave Toph out?" Sokka asked suspiciously.

"Why do you automatically suspect its Toph? Maybe I'm leaving you out!" Zuko accused him.

"I can't go anyway. Can't bowl on a leg like this." Toph told them. "Invite me when you're doing something sprain friendly."

"You can still watch." Zuko shrugged.

"Watch?" Toph asked raising her eyebrows.

"Er…listen. Take in the atmosphere."

"Because I'd want to take in an atmosphere like that. I hardly doubt my Dad will want me to go, not after this." Toph motioned to her ankle.

"I'll talk to him." Zuko offered.

"Psh, okay…" Toph shrugged. "I warned you."

"Where's the phone?" Zuko asked.

"We live next door." Toph told him.

"Oh," it dawned on Zuko he had to talk to the man face to face.

"Not so tough?" Katara asked.

"Yes! I just didn't realize I had to talk to him that way! It'll be fine!" Zuko puffed out his chest "Let's go, little blind girl!" Zuko led the way.

"My name is Toph, apart of the Bei Fong family." Toph informed him as they continued next door. Katara, Aang and Sokka watched ravenously from their porch next door.

"Right," Zuko nodded. He knocked firmly on the door. Her father answered the door. "Hello, Mr. Gay Thong…"

"BEI FONG."

"My friends and I will be partaking in certain extracurricular activities we would like her to partake. I realize she is injured and I can guarantee she won't be hurt any further. For she shall be watching from the sidelines." Zuko explained.

"I can't watch, idiot!"

"She will enjoy the uh…partaking of the atmosphere?" Zuko tried to continue speaking in his fancy language, though it hardly made sense.

"That makes no sense." Toph growled at him. "Dad, we're going bowling and I want to hang out with my friends." Toph continued to her father.

"Certainly not. Not with his crowd." Mr. Bei Fong exclaimed. "He was there when you sprained your ankle. I can't trust them again." They completely ignored Zuko.

"Look, dude. Your daughter wants to come and she's not gonna get hurt. It's called having friends and having fun." Zuko explained dropping the act.

"Did you call me dude?"

"Bye, dude." Zuko helped her towards the car. He waved towards the other three to join them.

"You can't do that! I didn't allow you to! Bring her back here!" Mr. Bei Fong shouted as Sokka put the key in the ignition and pulled out of the drive.

"Are you sure this is okay?" Sokka asked as he left the street put the car in drive and drove forward.

"What do you mean?" Zuko asked.

"I mean we just kinda took Toph with out his saying so." Aang told him.

"But I said so!" Toph exclaimed.

"Okay…" Katara sighed.

xOx

Upon arriving at the bowling alley they reserved a lane, and got their wonderful smelly brightly colored neon bowling shoes. Katara and Sokka worked at the computer to set up the game.

"Make sure I go first." Zuko told them.

"Of course, Lord Zuko." Katara mocked him without lifting her eyes from the screen.

"Let's see, I don't want it too heavy…" Aang was looking at the bowling balls on the wrack. "Maybe a seven-pound?"

An eight year old walked up next to him and pulled off a nine-pound ball with ease.

"Pansy…" Zuko coughed into Aang's ear. "Look I can handle a sixteen pound ball easy!" Zuko grabbed a reddish ball with a swirl pattern. It was obviously more than Zuko had expected.

"See?" Zuko asked, messaging the arm that had nearly been pulled out of its socket.

"Okay…" Aang picked up his neon pink seven-pound ball to go put it in their ball return.

"Hey, Aang grab me a ball. Nine-pounds is all I can handle." Katara called.

"Your girlfriend can bowl with a heavier ball than you." Zuko snickered.

"Zuko, grab me one too. At least fourteen pounds!" Sokka puffed out his chest.

"You're not impressing anyone Sokka. We all know you're a wimp." Toph laughed.

"Okay, maybe twelve." Sokka shrugged. Toph raised her eyebrows in his direction.

"Eleven." Sokka decided.

"Okay, I'm glad the one person here who isn't playing had to tell you what ball to bowl with." Zuko grabbed the second ball for Sokka.

"There!" Katara finished the set up for the scoring on the screen above them. It only displayed the first four letters of their names. Aang, Kata, Sokk, and Zuzu.

"ZUZU!? You had to give me Zuzu??" Zuko looked outraged at Katara.

"Do you know my emotional connections to that nickname?" Zuko growled at the two of them.

"What are you going to go insane and kill us all in our sleep now? Or maybe just kill us now?" Sokka asked. "We all know you're not that far off the emotional deep end."

"You never know if something like this could put me there." Zuko growled.

"Are you guys going to play or what?" Toph asked them.

"Yes, and your pathetic asses are going down." Zuko hissed at them.

"Aang, your first." Katara reminded him.

"Yeah," Aang grabbed the lightest ball. He found the finger holes and walked to the line before the lane. Aang took aim and let the ball go down the lane. It knocked over nine of the ten pins.

"No, way." Sokka's mouth hung open.

"Just luck." Zuko growled.

"Oh, my god, Aang! I didn't know you were good at this!" Katara shouted.

"What happened?" Toph asked. She had a feeling this was going to be a long night everything would have to be explained to her in a play-by-play. Usually she would be able to tell what was going on but there were to many lanes being played to tell which one was theirs. And her sprained foot wasn't helping her sense what was where.

"Aang just knocked all of them down but one." Katara explained.

"Go again!" Sokka reminded him. Aang found the brightly colored ball in the ball return. He lined it up again; the ball flew down the lane and hit the pin. A cheesy animation flashed on the screen and it flashed spare. Katara kissed him on the cheek as his face went as pink as his bowling ball.

"I never knew you were this good!" Katara laughed.

"You mean I didn't show off to you at Sokka's party?" Aang asked.

"Well, we were all five and had no bowling skills except hit a pin or two because of the bumpers." Katara rolled her eyes.

"I do bowl with Gyatso some…" Aang scratched his head. "He goes bowling sometimes."

"Will you go already? This game will take forever!" Zuko growled. Katara rolled her eyes as she picked up the blue ball Aang had picked up for her. It had the same swirly pattern as Zuko's. She stood back a few paces, lined it up, then walked forward briskly bringing back her arm, then with the same motion swinging it forward and releasing it. It spun down the lane and at the very end it went to the gutter.

"Well, not the exact talent as Aang." Zuko sneered.

"Shut up." Katara growled as Sokka sat on the chairs behind the table at their lane telling Toph what was going on as it happened.

Katara went through the same movements except this time it hit the left three pins.

"Go, Sokk." Katara referred to his bowling scoring abbreviated name.

"Yeah, I'm coming." Sokka swung out of the chair and picked up a neon yellow ball. He walked towards the lane and swung his arm hardly taking aim and throwing it so far it landed almost halfway down the aisle. It then rolled slowly into the right gutter.

"This time not so insane. It looks as if you haven't picked up any experience since you were five." Zuko commented. This time Aang was back behind the table talking to Toph.

"How can I have, if I haven't bowled since then?" Sokka retorted. He picked up the ball from the return and walked back towards the lane. More seriously this time he swung his arm and it landed right in front of him, taking off, this time to the left gutter.

"Zero points for Sokka." Katara made a zero with her hands and held it above her head.

"Go, Zuzu." Sokka called to Zuko.

"Don't call me that!" Zuko growled as he headed towards his heavy sixteen-pound ruby colored ball. He stood in front of the aisle and lined up the roll. It almost looked as if he was measuring and it took long enough too. The length. The angle. Katara wouldn't be surprised if he took out a measuring tape, protractor and a compass to predict the exact movement of the ball down the aisle.

"Hurry up, Zuko!" Katara called. Just as he brought his arm back a loud voice called: "Are you Zuko?"

Zuko dropped the extremely heavy ball on his foot and cursed.

"Yeah, what do you want?!" he whipped around to see a badge. It was a policeman.

"I'm Officer Xin Fu. Do you have a Toph Bei Fong with you?" he asked.

"Yeah, that's me!" Toph stood up and got on her crutches.

"Do you realize you could be charged with kidnapping?" The officer asked.

"I—What?" Zuko's eyes bugged out of his head.

"No, he can't! I wanted to go!" Toph exclaimed.

"Your father said he took you forcefully and you have a reported missing person with you." The officer reported.

"You can't be serious. He reported me as missing? I wasn't missing, I told him where I was going! Can't you just report I was missing because I ran away from home?" Toph asked.

"Toph, don't do that." Zuko hissed.

"I do it all the time." Toph replied.

"Well, I can bring you both in. Call to tell your father you're all right, and you for helping her escape under a charge of kidnapping. Does that seem fair?" he asked.

"No! I didn't kidnap her! Kidnapping is like sneaking into some kids room, tying them up and bringing them somewhere for ransom or raping and killing them." Zuko shrugged his shoulders. "She wanted to go! How can that be kidnapping?"

"Sorry, son. Even if that's true you can still be charged for assisting her." Officer Xin Fu tapped his notes.

"Are you three involved in this?" Officer Xin Fu asked Katara, Sokka and Aang.

"No!" they hastily replied.

"Now if you aren't violent, and are nice little kids we can make this an enjoyable ride to the station. If you make this hard for me the cuffs go on." The officer told them in a false sweet voice.

Officer Xin Fu led Zuko and Toph outside to the car waiting. People had been staring; obviously they had been making a scene.

"Don't worry. If my Dad really does press charges, I'll stand witness." Toph whispered. "So will Aang, Katara and Sokka."

"Yeah, yeah." Zuko growled.

They drove for five minutes in the back of the officer's car. When they arrived the officer led them inside.

"Officer Xin Fu, you found them?" one policeman asked.

"Yes, they were right where Mr. Bei Fong said. The bowling alley. Get him on the line and tell him we found her." the officer told the other.

"Yes, sir."

In another moment Toph was talking to her parents on the phone. She was angry. Really angry.

"I can't believe you'd have Zuko arrested! You better not press charges. He's my friend! How could you do this?" Toph screamed. "Yes, father." Toph started to calm down. "Of course. Uh-huh. Bye."

"What'd he say?" Zuko asked.

"He's gonna come pick me up. He didn't say if he was going to press charges or not." Toph sighed.

"What about me?" Zuko asked. "Am I seriously going to be locked up? Like is this serious? Do I get one phone call to see if anyone will bail me out?" Zuko chased information around in his head. Mai would come. Her Dad was rich. He could get money from her.

"We'll see what Mr. Bei Fong says when he arrives." Xin Fu said. Toph and Zuko sat in the police station for another ten minutes before Mr. Bei Fong and Mrs. Bei Fong showed up.

"Oh, thank goodness you're alright, Toph!" Mrs. Bei Fong.

"Mrs. Toph's Mom," Zuko had forgotten their surname by now, so much had been floating around in his head. "I'm not a brutal kidnapper. I didn't intend on this. I only wanted Toph to come with us to have fun." Zuko explained.

"But you took her out after I said no." Mr. Bei Fong growled.

"Because you never let her go anywhere!" Zuko shouted.

"We do keep her locked up at home quite a lot." Toph's mother agreed.

"See?" Zuko was relieved one of her parents agreed. "Please, don't press charges. I'm not even talking to my family now and I couldn't handle going to court for something stupid like that." Zuko begged.

"That's why you have such poor moral's." Toph's father shook his head. "We won't press charges this time."

"Thank you," Zuko bowed his head in thankfulness.

"But stay away from our daughter. I don't want you near her. If I must, I will get a restraining order." Mr. Bei Fong ordered him.

"But—"

"Dad!" Toph exclaimed.

"That's a little harsh, dear." Mrs. Bei Fong agreed.

"We're leaving." Mr. Bei Fong turned and led his family out the door. Toph was the last to leave on her crutches. She gave a small wave to Zuko.

"Alright." the officer said. "It looks like you're free to go then."

"Can I at least call my ride?" Zuko asked.

"Yes, the phone is over there."

Zuko picked up the phone and punched in Sokka's phone number, which was the first one he remembered.

"Dude, what the hell happened? If this is your one phone call you get before they put you in the slammer, I'm not going to be much help. DUDE, AANG. ANOTHER STRIKE! Katara, stop that! That's highly inappropriate in a public place!" Sokka shouted to the two in the background.

"So you're still bowling? After I was almost arrested?" Zuko asked.

"We paid for the game. We took turns bowling your frames." Sokka replied.

"Whatever. Just get over here. I need a ride. They let me go." Zuko told him.

"Yeah, okay. We all have one more frame and we'll be right there." Sokka promised. And then he hung up. The dial tone sounded from the phone.

After another twenty minutes of waiting they finally arrived.

"About time." Zuko jumped in the back seat. He had started to feel edgy in the police station when the officers started to talk to him.

"Sorry. It took a while to return the bowling shoes." Katara shrugged.

"Shit. I still have them on." Zuko growled. "They pulled me out of there so fast I couldn't return them or grab my other shoes!"

"We grabbed your other shoes." Aang assured him displaying his decaying All-Star Converse.

"Ah, they don't need those shoes. What's one pair of bowling shoes in hundreds? Besides that'll be a story to tell." Sokka shrugged. "Well, I got these shoes when I was wrongfully arrested…"

"So what? Was Toph picked up by her parents?" Katara asked.

"Duh, would they ever let her go with her supposed kidnapper?" Zuko questioned her.

"I suppose not." Katara sighed.

"Well, anyway, it was one hell of a bowling night." Zuko groaned.

xXx

Nothing like bringing in those random miscellaneous secondary characters.

Maybe I'll have them do other random recreational things such as mini golf…or it's just going to get repetitive. Ah, I hope I did this chapter okay. I obviously haven't been to jail or watched many cop shows so I don't exactly know what happen when your brought in.

Ah, Zuko and Toph-ish chapter…inspired by the 'Ember Island Players' TophxZuko bonding moment. And the TophxZuko-ish part in Part 2 (maybe?) of the finale where Toph and Zuko share their field trip together. Those two amuse me. BTW, amazing finale everyone, right? :D