This fanfiction was inspired by RainAndRoses "Bring Me All Your Elderly"

I recently started reading it and I was blown away by just how hilarious it is.

So, I thought with the new Netflix show that just came out, I wanted to try my hand at writing a funny interaction between the three versions of Aang.

I hope it makes you laugh, even if only once. ~ The Fictitious Twilight

Aang awkwardly rubbed his bald head. He couldn't believe what he was seeing!

Not only one, but two almost identical versions were standing right in front of him.

Aang stared perplexedly back and forth at the other Aangs.

One of them always wore a rather glum expression on his face, as if he was always concerned about something or another.

And the one on the right, well, his face somehow seemed to be a mixture of both irritation and boredom.

Each of them had the same bald head with the same arrow, although the gloomy looking one's was more grey in colour, and roughly the same clothing.

After what felt like an eternity of silence, even though it was only a few minutes at most, the confused Aang spoke up.

"Soooooo, um, what brings you guys here?" He said, fiddling with his fingers.

Neither of them spoke. Aang laughed nervously.

"Um, what are you're guys' name's, if you don't mind me asking."

"My name is Ong, and I am the Avatar."

Announced one of them in a resigned and frustrated manner.

Ong, as he was now called, trudged his gloomy way towards Aang and stretched out his hand to give him a feeble handshake.

Aang, scratching his forehead nervously, responded to Ong's strange statement.

"Oh, it's nice to meet you too...thanks for the handshake.."

Ong just stared at him frustratedly.

Aang blinked, and diverted his attention from the glum boy to look at the other Aang.

"I'm guessing your name is Aang too, or at least something close to it?"

Aang awaited a response.

Slowly, the irritated looking boy made his way to the other two airbenders, then he stopped, turned around, and looked seriously off into the distance.

"My name is Aang, and I am the last airbender. I like to play airball, eat banana cakes, and goof off with my friends. That's who I am."

Aang blinked at him, while Ong stared at him too, with much frustration.

Aang opened his mouth to respond to his oddly specific declaration but was cut off when the irritated boy stared straight at him and exclaimed;

"I don't want the responsibility! I never asked to be special, the monks don't even trust me to feed the baby Bison and I'm supposed to save the world?"

"THIS WAS THERE TRAINING AREA!" Ong suddenly cried out loud.

Aang couldn't believe that these two stick in the mud's were supposed to be him. "Okayyyyy," Aang said, tapping his tapping both of his index fingers together.

"Well, you guys seem to be having a pretty rough time. How about you guys tell me why you're so, ummm, dramatic? Do you guys even have fun?"

Aang gave a long sigh and pointed both of his fingers at each of them.

"You! For someone who talks so specifically you didn't even tell me your name!

I guess we can call you "Aangst" for now. And you! Why do you seem to be sad all the time, you always look like you don't know where you are."

Ong spoke first.

"It's pretty hard to be happy when you got stuck in one of the worst movies ever made that even after a decade people still hate..."

"And I was in a Netflix TV show that people had a lot of problems with, because apparently I talk too much and state the obvious. I'm trying my best okay?!"

Aangst exclaimed angrily.

All three Avatar's all stared at each other and they continued to do so for the rest of the day.