Disclaimer: If I did own Avatar, there would be some major pairing changes…
A/N: Yep, usual drill. But, I found some free time and I thought I'd use it to update this story. Homework, schoolwork, and weekend work. School's now out, so I hope that I can get more than 1 chapter out to make up for the month or two that I've been absent. For those that don't write-you have no idea how hard it is to balance time between school, extracurricular activities, and your life with this. Thank you to those who have been patient with me and continue reading this. Hope you enjoy!
Deprived of the spongy, cream-filled mini cakes, I do what any other desperate and hungry teen would do.
"SNOOZLES! GET ME A TWINKIE!" I yell right in his ear, startling not only him, but Sparky too.
"OKAY! Geez…"
I swear I heard him say something about extra-duty earplugs…
Heh. Oh well.
"Why must you do that?" Zuko meekly asks, massaging his temples.
"I don't know… Habit?" I offer offhandedly.
"Well… If you want to win the bet and your ultimate crush, you might want to simmer down on the-" Zuko holds up his hand and counts the different things on his fingers. "Insults, yelling, hitting, sarcasm,-"
"-Basically I can't have any fun?" I interrupt impatiently.
"Yeah. 'Fun'. At least, not your kind of fun…" I raise an eyebrow at him and he adds, "You've got to admit: you + your fun = misery and pain for everyone else."
"Pft. So? And how'd you learn about the bet anyway?" I shoot back, crossing my arms and leaning into the couch.
"I have…sources… Ahem. That's not the point!"
"Then what is the point?!"
Sokka stops and hides behind the door to the living room.
"You like him, okay? Just tell him! Don't make this any more irritating than it already is. What's the worst that could happen?" Zuko says.
Is this some new Zuko pep-talk?
If so, it's really not helping…
"Yeah, says you." I shoot back looking the opposite way.
Huh…
Was that-
Naw.
Probably just a shadow.
I mean Sokka wouldn't be spying on us…
…
Ugh, oh well.
"What's that supposed to mean?!"
"Oh come on. You know that I like someone, but you don't have any idea that you are falling all over Mai?"
"Wha-? I am NOT!"
Haha, Sparky's face is the same color as his crimson shirt!
"Yeah? How come your jaw drops open every time she walks by you? Why do you always act like a Sped when she near you? You find a way to prove you don't and I'll leave you alone."
"…how?" He asks starting to return to his normal color.
"I'm sure you'll figure out something. In the mean time, can we do anything other than sit here? I'm bored. Oh, and you can come out from your hiding spot Snoozles. We're done." I comment offhandedly.
"How did you…never mind. Here's your Twinkie. Want fries with that?" He recovers from shock and walks over to the couch.
"If that isn't too much trouble- sure!" I smirk.
"Ha-ha. Now what's this with a bet and… you liking someone?"
That last bit looked like it hit him hard…
"Well you see-,"
"Nothing! Nothing at all. Don't worry about it. It's not important." I cut Zuko off in an attempt to keep my secret a bit longer.
"Oh, okay then… Uh, what do you guys wanna do now?" Sokka asks.
Huh…
Good question.
For once.
"I don't know… What is there to do?" I refrain from my other comment.
"Uh…we could-no. How about-naw, that's not fun…"
Oh great. Sokka's trying to think again.
"Ugh, go ahead and pull out the chess game Zuko."
Reaching into his backpack, Sokka stops him.
"Wait. I've got an idea!"
So, we sit there for a couple minutes.
"What is it?!" I yell.
"Huh?"
"Your idea?!" I offer annoyed.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"You just said that you have something we can do!"
"Uh, nope. Sorry."
"Are you kidding me?!" I give him an incredulous look.
"No. Not really." He just sits there with that dumb look on his face.
What's his problem?! I know he's stupid, but not enough that he forgets things in less than 3 minutes!
"That's it. I know what we can do." I stand up, taking a couple seconds to gain my balance (using some of Sokka's help of course.)
"What?" Zuko asks, gathering up our stuff.
"Prank time." I smile deviously.
"Sweet. Let's do it!" Sokka and Zuko say simultaneously.
A/N: Alright. Done. Sorry- I'd write some more for this chapter, but I've got some serious writer's block and my hand's killing me. I preformed a couple different speed chops in one night, so my hand is practically dead. Any suggestions, comments, concerns- you know what to do! :) Hope you all enjoyed the chapter. (I know-short and not as good, especially since it took me so long. Sorry.) I might update a couple more times before New Year. If not, oh well. HAPPY HOLIDAYS! ^.^