I don't own anything from ATLA, I do Own my OC(s) though.
Re-edited 5/7/23
Clara was happy when she recognized scenes from the episode playing out before her. After she met the Earth King, whose smile made her instantly grin back, the GAang were given the letters that Clara knew would separate them before things got terrible.
She had decided to keep her future knowledge to herself unless something changes that was not in the original story.
The GAang was currently discussing what they were to do next.
"This is all such big news! Where do we start?" Sokka looked so happy since he and Katara discovered their dad's location.
"I hate to say it, but I think we should split up."
Clara sat outside of their circle, just listening as the conversation she already knew was said. When Sokka hugged Katara and all but gushed at her for being the best sister ever for letting him go to see their dad, his eyes looked at Clara.
"What about the girl?" He whispered to the group. Clara didn't look up from the ground as she felt their eyes on her.
"She can come with me to meet the guru!" Aang said, "Maybe he could help you Clara!"
Her head whipped up, instantly perking up, "You think so?" Clara smiled, genuinely hopeful.
Aang grinned back, "No harm in trying, right?"
Clara smiled before seeing Sokka frown a bit. It made her a little sad seeing this.
I'm sure eventually he'll trust me... once he gets to know me.
"We'll go tomorrow and meet back here soon," Aang said, the others nodding in agreement.
Clara got up and followed the GAang out to the hallway.
"See you in the morning Clara!" Aang smiled and waved big over his head, and she smiled back.
A guard was there and said he would show her to her room. This one was large, like the room before, and a large bed was in the center of it. Every room she imagined was green, unfortunately for her... It was one of her least favorite colors. The guard bowed his head before closing the door.
Looking around, Clara saw a table and chairs, a couch, and another door. Setting her backpack on the bed, she walked over to the other door and opened it. Clara found a gorgeous gold, white, deep green bathroom inside. She wondered, since she would be on a ship when Aang went into his coma when she could shower the next time. With that thought, she was about to undress but stopped when she heard a couple of knocks on her door.
Clara walked out of the bathroom, "Yes?"
"Dinner, m'lady," a kind male voice came through the door.
"Oh, come in!" She was starving! Clara watched as a young man, maybe a couple years older than her, came inside, a large rolling cart with him that had metal plates holding strange but delicious-smelling food. Waiting until the man set the plates down at the table, she walked over. The man smiled and bowed his head to her.
"Thank you..." Clara was about to pull out her chair when he quickly did it for her. Clara bashfully thanked him again before sitting.
As he was leaving, he turned back to her, "Forgive me, m'lady, if this question offends you, but may I ask how your hair is that color?" Clara blinked at him, surprised, getting a good look at him. He was tall and lean, pale, with short brown hair and dark green eyes. He was cute, but so far in this world, everyone was attractive, from what Clara could tell.
Trying to not whisper, "I..." Clara looked him in the eye, "I was born with my hair this way..." She gently touched her hair, shyly looking from her hair strands to the man.
"Very different, but beautiful." Eyes wide, she quickly looked down at her food.
"I'll leave you to eat. When you are done, leave the trays there. I hope you enjoy the food, m'lady."
When the door shut, Clara could feel the heat rise from her neck to her scalp.
I guess since it's the palace, everyone is probably very formal… Still… It's Embarrassing! So Embarrassing being called m'lady like that!
Shaking herself out of her thoughts, Clara looked down at the plates. Picking up the spoon, she tested the soup first. When the flavor hit Clara's tastebuds, she quickly devoured it. There was an assortment that looked similar to sushi but tasted like lamb, and there was a cup of juice. It was sweet but not like anything she'd ever tasted.
Now full, Clara went to the enormous bed and grabbed her backpack. She unloaded everything, gasping when she found her cell phone inside! She tapped on the screen to find that it still worked!
Weird... It's been half a day, but it's at 100% battery...?
Clara clicked on the apps, finding that the social media ones were not working. She smiled when her music did work. Her photos were still there, and her non-Internet games were also functioning normally. Clicking at her maps, she sighed when it didn't work. Her notes, calculator, and camera all worked.
I'm going to miss the Internet...
She put her phone back inside before packing up her backpack. Looking at the ceiling, Clara suddenly knew how to pass the time. She could practice her new ability!
Clara got off the bed and focused like before, just getting off the ground like earlier. She didn't have to think about it so hard as she imagined herself floating again... and just like before, she did!
"Okay..." A little nervous, Clara tried to imagine herself moving forward slowly, laughing as it happened as soon as she thought of it.
Whatever I think about seems to be the key to controlling this...
Clara focused as she flew up high to touch the ceiling and laughed excitedly as she was able to touch it! Her focus was precise until a knock came, followed by the door opening.
"M'lady, are you decent?" The same man asked before looking around for her. Although she had been surprised, Clara was proud of herself when she managed to not fall.
Thank goodness these ceilings are high, or I would have been caught…!
She watched as he went and retrieved the tray but left something in its place before returning to the door. Once it was shut, Clara slowly, but not as slow as before, let herself down to the ground by the table.
The man had left her some clothes, night attire, she guessed as she picked it up, feeling how incredibly soft the material felt under her fingers.
Silk? Maybe...
Going to the bathroom, she quickly changed and smiled at how the material glided over her skin. It was better than anything she had felt before. Then, she twirled, watching the slightly oversized sleeves and nightgown train spin with her.
Still not tired, Clara tried to make herself go faster as she levitated around the room. Soon she was going so fast, going around in circles. Her hair was windblown. Clara laughed gleefully. She felt so free, wondering if this was how birds felt when they learned how to fly. Clara had always thought roller coasters to be scary, so she had always refused to go on them, but if it had been anything like this...
I've let my fears control my life...
Abruptly anger raged through her, and she felt hot all over, knowing who had contributed to that fear, the irrational fears she had developed over her childhood. Slowing, Clara heaved a heavy sigh as her feet touched the ground. Her hands had become fists at her side uncurled.
"Oh, right!" She flew to the bathroom and bathed, remembering that it might be her last for a while. Everything Clara used smelled incredible, floral and fruit-scented soaps that made her skin tingle, but it wasn't an unpleasant feeling.
As she dried off with some green towels, Clara thought about how glad she'd be leaving the Earth Kingdom soon. She really hated all the green. It reminded her too much of her older brother Malcolm.
Clara got dressed in the nightgown before deciding to try to get some sleep. Eventually, rest did come to her, and her dreams were about the show and what was supposed to happen.
Aang would meet the Guru, Sokka would see his dad, Toph would get captured but escape, and Katara would discover Zuko and his uncle before unknowingly informing Azula of this and getting caught. Clara could see all of this and, even in her dreams, knew that a little of this would be different since she was now here. She dreamed of flying on Appa's back with Aang and Sokka, but then her dream turned dark, and she saw Aang get hit by lightning and then Azula shooting blue fire at her!
Clara jumped up from the bed and heard loud knocking.
