On Ji ended up her sewing tie the last knot (she was lucky that all necessary things were in provisons). Yes, not that what she want, but now she can wear it. Then she seen at the clouds. She began to habit to all of it.

And then she looked at Momo. He was still trying to crack the nuts he had gathered in the forest. She wanted to help him, but the lemur moved away, picking up his nuts.

Aang was thinking about his new friend's words. He couldn't understand why someone would receive this power instead of him. And what purpose they pursued.

"Aang! Are you sure we're going in the right direction?" On Ji's voice distracted the monk from his thoughts.

"Yes, if the coordinates are correct... if the wind is blowing from the north, then... We seem to be heading right... I'm sure."

Sokka was always responsible for the route, so Aang himself didn't know much about the coordinates. Right now, without his help, he couldn't accept that he couldn't figure it out on his own.

"But we went through it in class. The water Tribe should be heading south, and the wind is blowing as if we are slightly off-route and..."

"Maybe you should drive if you're so smart. What is it?" he asked irritably.

"Sorry."

He started blaming himself again. Who was pulling his tongue? He snapped at On Ji again, even though she hadn't even done anything...

"I'm sorry. Would you like to try it?"he was extremely eager to make amends.

"Can I?"

"Certainly!" he smiled.

The girl carefully moved over to him, and Aang supported her so that she would not fall. She was a little embarrassed to be touching him. She hadn't felt embarrassed before, because there had been such tumultuous events that she hadn't fully understood what was going on. But now, in a calm environment and silence, it was a little awkward for her to be so close to a guy...

Then the monk briefly showed her what to do. On Ji listened attentively and absorbed his every word. It wasn't as difficult as she had imagined...

"...In fact, Appa knows where to go, I'm just guiding him a little bit."Aang confessed. And then he thought for a moment. "On Ji, you can do it a little by yourself. I need to meditate for a while. I... have to figure something out."

On Ji got a little worried then. She only took a short driving course for five minutes, and here she has to do it herself for an indefinite time.

"I can try."

Aang nodded, moved to the back seat and assumed the appropriate pose. In a short time, he concentrated.

"Avatar Yang Chen, I need your advice."

"Hello, Avatar Aang. How can I help you?"

A young nun with tattoos like his appeared right in front of him. Although the woman did not like to teach anyone, she knew that the guy turned to her for a reason.

"I heard that there are people who can block the benders. Do you know how they got such power? It is unlikely that the lion turtle could give strength to anyone but me..."

"I'm sorry, avatar Aang. I don't know."

"Okay..." Aang let a sigh.

"It's not one your question, is it? Otherwise, you would have called Avatar Roku..."

"I'm just... I just don't know what to do next. I've defeated the Fire lord Ozai, but nothing changed..."

"You don't think defeating the fire lord is your only mission, do you? The main task of the avatar is to maintain balance and peace between nations. And you're not just a monk and an airbender, you're an avatar, and the whole world needs you. And I think I understand what you're afraid of. You were wise to take away that madman's power, but I think there will be sacrifices along your way."

"But I was taught that..."

"You must forgotten the and I said it before. The world is not simple as you think. Early or lately you must do a heavy choice."

"I understand it."

"And now... your friends needs your help."

"What?.."

When Aang woke up, he found himself in a strong vortex. Both Appa and On Ji were very far from each other because of the tornado.

Momo was holding onto Aang's neck with all his might. The monk himself began to reach out to the girl in this strong current of air.

"On Ji, hold on!"

Fortunately, he was able to grab her hand, but he couldn't do anything else useful because there was too little time. Aang couldn't even use the avatar state, so he covered On Ji with his body as much as possible so that she would suffer minimal damage, and they eventually reached the ground...

A young girl from the Water tribe sat on a snowdrift and watched her native village being rebuilt. The ice houses are growing, and the smiles on the children's faces are getting wider. The Water Tribe is flourishing again. All the people who were here were happy and inspired. But she couldn't find peace herself. She had a strange bad feeling inside. Maybe she just imagined it...

"What do you think, Aang is alright?" she asked the man who stand behind her.

"How do you noticing me?"

"The snow gave you away," she said. "And I also noticed that you want to throw a snowball at me. You're so predictable."

"Aaaaa! And why did I get such a smart sister!" The guy threw the snowball aside in frustration. "Ah, I forgot. You're just a witch."

Katara just turned away and stared thoughtlessly at the southern sun.

"Please, Katara, stop it. Sokka sat down next to her. "What could have happened to him?" Anyway, he's an avatar."

"But I haven't heard from him in a week... maybe even more."

"He isn't a child anymore. He can care about himself."

"Maybe you're right." Katara bowed her head. "I just feel bad. What if something bad happens again? What if Aang needs help and we're not there for him?"

"You need rest. You seem over wearily."

"I'm serious, Sokka."

"Anyway. If we have any problems, we will deal with them. We have gained a lot of experience and knowledge. We will handle any problem. And now we have things to do besides ourselves... or rather, no one will make me."

"Yes, but mostly you're doing nothing."

"What are you talking about?"

"Why did you make an ice copy of yourself?!" She asked sarcastically, pointing at a huge figure in the main square that sparkled brightly in the sun. "She's taking up too much space!"

"People should know their hero! And its size should emphasize my vast inner world..."

"I have to remind you that the ice will melt anyway. Even if we're at the South Pole."

"What do I need you for?" Sokka was genuinely surprised. "When the ice melts, you'll just fix it with your water magic!"

"This is not magic number one. And I'll never fix your stupid monument! You're just unbearable!"

"Sokka!"It was Hakoda, their father and the chief of the tribe. "Sokka, please help me lift this beam."

"Sorry, sis, i must go. I must do an important thing. You don't understand. Just sit here and continue your suffering."

The girl sighed with displeasure. She was still worried, but her routine altercation with her brother had unexpectedly distracted her a little. She continued to stare at the icy figure thoughtlessly, thinking about what would happen in the future.

"I will make him a big nose..."

"It's all my fault." said the monk, helping the girl rise up. "I'm shouldn't leave you alone."

Fortunately, they weren't badly hurt. Appa became entangled in the vines and did not reach the ground completely. Aang escaped with minor bruises and Momo was almost completely unharmed.

He didn't understand where they were at all, but the surrounding nature was familiar to him.

"It's not like that." the girl replied, leaning on him and getting up. "This tornado appeared so suddenly that I even..."

Then she yelped and fell back down.

"Fortunately, it's just a bruise," the monk concluded after examining her leg. "But I can't just leave you here, we're in a strange place."

They wandered around the neighborhood for a bit, but found nothing. They stopped to rest, but suddenly two men jumped on them... Robbers? On Ji cried out in surprise and clung to Aang.

"Don't worry, On Ji, these are my friends! This... Aang paused. "Sorry, guys, I forgot your names.

"Don't worry, Aang, we changed our names anyway," the little boy laughed. "I am the greatest Duke, and he is irresistible Pipsqueak! The bigger man bowed. "We've been following you here since you got here!"

"Why didn't you help us if you were seen here?" Aang asked, a little displeased.

"I'm sorry, I just think you were just walking around like a couple in love... We're sorry. We didn't want to interrupt." answered Pipsqueak.

"Anyway. Please help On Ji. She needs help." Aang said seriously, ignoring his words.

"And you?" she asked.

"I'm fine." The avatar replied. "Don't be afraid, trust them. By the way, where are we going?" he asked when they took the girl carefully and confidently went somewhere.

"We set up camp nearby. You can stay there." answered Duke.

"How did you end up here?"

"When Jet has died," Duke was silent for a minute. "we hit the road. Actually, we were going to conquer other countries, and we bought a ticket on some ship. Here we met with other cool guys and... and then this big island sailed past us, and we moved here with our cool guys."

"But I've already been here. There was no island here." said Aang.

And there he get one guess.

"Go ahead, I have something to do."

Aang's staff abruptly turned into a glider, On Ji shuddered from this, and the monk flew away.

"Aang can fly also?" asked the girl surprise.

"You're didn't knowing?.."

At first, the girl was uncomfortable with strangers, but they turned out to be funny and not at all evil. The big guy held her so carefully that she hardly felt any pain in her leg. They made her talk with their jokes, so that even she joined in their conversations. Soon they came to an open clearing where there were many people around the campfire. It was quite noisy in the clearing from their conversations, and one of them was playing slow and quiet music on a guitar.

"You're back!"

Some guy in orange clothes ran up to the robbers and On Ji.

"Yes! And we have a guest!" Duke replied proudly, pointing to On Ji, who was being carefully held by Pipsqueak.

"Please, come here and feel comfortable yourself!" said other some man and give a bowl of water.

"Thanks..." On Ji replied, looking around at the people around her. Everyone was wearing orange clothes, almost the same as Aang's. Some even painted blue arrows on their bodies.

"There's a beast here!" One of the people shouted.

"It's okay!" On Ji exclaimed, blocking Appa, who had been standing silently behind all this time. "His name is Appa! He's kind and doesn't eat people!"

"Wait it's..." said one of them. "It's the avatar's flying bison!"

People in orange clothes enthusiastically began to approach and touch the bison. And they did it with such fanaticism that On Ji began to worry.

"Is he real?" - "I've heard so much about him!" - "This is a real Appa! And he's so soft!"

"Oh, you didn't let us surprise them!" Duke grumbled.

"If Appa here, it means that the avatar is here?" asked some girl in same orange clothes.

"Yeah. It means exactly that. Duke replied with a proud smile.

"Yepi!" all the girls started to squeal and jump with delight.

"Aang has a fanclub?" asked On Ji.

"Yes, everyone here loves Aang very much, they even want to become like him. For them, meeting him is the limit of their dreams." Pipsqueak answered her.

Some time passed like that. She also met other gang members (new people joined them) and also learned a lot of stories that evening. The people here were very strange, but they were good people. On Ji especially learned a lot about Aang and... some Jet she didn't know. She wanted to ask how they were related, but they wanted to know themselves because they didn't know the details of their friendship. But they were both called heroes.

Soon Aang returned, but he walked towards them so quietly that almost no one noticed him. Only Duke noticed him.

"Where have you gone, Aang?" If it's not a secret." Duke asked, sitting down next to him.

"I wanted to find a lion turtle but I find no one."

"A lion turtle?.. On Ji joined their conversation with interest.

"Yes, but... it too long to explain. And it no need because I didn't find him anyway. As if..." avatar is thinking. "he's slepping. Or he doesn't want to speak with me." Aang said. "Anyway I'll not worry him if he doesn't want it."

"Okay..."On Ji didn't understand anything, but he didn't question me. Neither did Duke, though.

"Hey, who are you? You're not one of ours." one guy from the crowd noticed him. "But you're dressed so cool, almost exactly like the avatar himself!"

- Thanks, I tried my best. - he simply replied, continuing to eat.

"Wait, but I heard Duke called him Aang!"

"That's my nickname..." he tried to justify himself, but no one listened to him anymore. Everyone also started maniacally approaching him like an App and asking for an autograph.

"I'm Corey, the president of your fan club! And we've practically gone all over the world looking for you!" One of them said with pride. She looked very similar to Yang Chen.

"These tattoos..." said Aang.

"They're real!" She also replied proudly. And those words brought him out completely.

"Is this all a joke to you? You can't even imagine how much work it takes to get these tattoos! And you just smeared yourself with paint for fun and call them real!"

There was silence. Everyone felt guilty. True, the band of robbers and On Ji did not understand what was going on, but they did not interfere. Aang was really angry. And it was unusual for everyone to see him like this.

"Excuse me. Simply... Let's avoid all this. I just want to preserve the bright memory of my people. And I don't want them to be made fun of. And I don't need fans. I hope for your understanding."

"I'm sorry avatar, we were wrong." said someone from the crowd. Everyone started apologizing and shouting. Aang was about to go to bed, but Corey caught up with him.

"We are really very sorry. But we really wanted to learn about the aerial nomads and wanted to become like you. Not avatars, but we wanted to learn your philosophy and become better."

"You really and truly want to... Learn about the life of an air nomad?"

"Yes!" - "Of course!" - "Please, tell us!"

"Okay. I tell you if you want."

Everyone gathered around him and he began his story. Everyone listened enthusiastically to his every word. On Ji was also listening to him. She had heard something about the aerial nomads, but she was not so familiar with their culture and deep philosophy. In addition to all this, she noticed the well-hidden pain in his eyes as he talked...