A/N: Oh yay... It's time for me to post my rewrite of the best ATLA episode ever...Unfortunately, this is very similar to the og, but at least you get to be exsasperated and annoyed along with Akira! Just grit your teeth and bear it guys, the actual best ATLA episode (imo) is coming up next! I've been getting my motivation back, but the Aang skin just came to the shop in Fortnite, so I've been getting distracted by that. I also have to stay a whole hour and 30 minutes after school on Tuesdays and Thursdays for the play I'm a part of :(
Response from Chapter 11:
Vapor23: Hello again, Vapor! Yes, Akira definitely did not like Jet last chapter. I really wanted to make it about her crush on Sokka, as it's a big part of her character development. Aang, just like in the og, could literally never stop liking Katara for any reason at all, and that's one of the things I love most about Kataang. Thank you for the compliment about my writing, I physically cringe when I look back to the begining of this story. The typos and overall sloppy writing makes me question how people even could read my stuff back then. Thank you for your continued support, and despite it's horridness, I hope you enjoy this chapter!
Aang and I were picking berries. Our group was going to be camping out near The Great Divide, one of the most amazing places in all of the Earth Kingdom. I still had the events of last week on my mind. Jet being crazy, Sokka and I spending so much time together, Katara believing Jet over her own brother. Apparently, I had gotten too lost in my thoughts, because I realized that the berries in my hand had overflowed, and I was now dropping them. In an attempt to pick up the dropped berries, I ended up dropping all of them onto the ground.
"Monkeyfeathers!" I grumbled.
"Kiri, language," Aang warned.
"Sorry," I replied.
"It's fine that you dropped those berries, we didn't need that many, anyway," My brother said. Suddenly, I got an idea. I concentrated on the air around me, trying to make sure the wind picked up every berry. I pulled the berries closer together, tightly encasing them in a ball of air. I smiled at my work and began to steadily walk towards camp.
"Or, you could do that," Aang stated happily. When we got back to camp, the tent was down, and the fire hadn't been started. Sokka and Katara were staring each other down angrily.
"Okay, we've got the grub if you guys got the-" Aang started, "Hey, where's the campfire, and what happened to the tent?"
"Why don't you ask Miss Know It All, Queen of the Twigs?" Sokka asked annoyedly.
"Oh yeah?" Katara asked, turning around aggressively, "Well, you're Mr. Lazy Bum, King of the…Tents!" She threw a stick at Sokka, causing him to yelp. Aang and I laughed at this before Aang responded.
"Okay, listen guys, harsh words won't solve problems, action will," he said. This made me recall on the numerous times Aang and I had gotten into an argument, and Gyatso and Penima said the same thing. Usually, our more heated arguments would result in action, and by action I mean a hole in the wall that one of us had blasted the other through. Luckily, that was only when we were younger.
"Why don't you just switch jobs?" Aang asked, snapping me back to reality.
"Sounds good," Katara responded.
"Whatever," Sokka replied at the same time.
"You see that?" Aang asked, turning to me, "Settling feuds and making peace-all in a day's work for the avatar,"
"Well, congratulations, Avatar Aang," I said in a fancy voice with a fancy bow. Aang laughed. Suddenly, Momo yowled, causing us to turn our attention to him. Appa was holding a watermelon with his finger, and Momo was trying to grab it. Eventually, Momo gave up and Appa began to swallow the watermelon whole. Momo snatched the watermelon from his tongue, and handed it to Aang. My brother threw the watermelon into the air and sliced it with airbending. The larger piece landed near Appa, who swallowed it whole. The smaller piece landed near Momo, who screeched in response.
"Come on, Momo, that's fair," Aang sighed, "Appa's got five stomachs,"
The next day…
We were standing at the edge of a cliff, looking at the beautiful, rocky landscape below.
"There it is, guys-the Great Divide," Aang announced.
"Wow, I could just stare at it forever," Katara replied breathlessly.
"I wish there was some way I could keep the image of this place fresh in my mind forever," I said.
"Okay, I've seen enough," Sokka stated blankly.
"How can you not be fascinated, Sokka?" Katara asked, "This is the largest canyon in the entire world,"
"Then I'm sure we'll be able to see it very clearly from the air while we fly away," Sokka replied.
"Hey, if you're looking for the canyon guide, I was here first," Some random guy said, running over to us.
"Ooh, canyon guide, sounds informative," Katara said.
"Believe me, he's more than a tour guide," The guy stated, "He's an earthbender, and the only way in and out of the canyon is with his help," Sokka began to come up behind the guy, using his hands to mock his yapping. I tried really hard not to laugh.
"And he's taking my tribe across next," The guy finished.
"Calm down, we know you're next," Sokka sighed.
"You wouldn't be calm if the Fire Nation destroyed your home and forced you to flee," The guy snapped, "My whole tribe has to walk thousands of miles to the capital city of Ba Sing Se,"
"You're a refugee," Katara stated.
"Huh, tell me something I don't know," The guy replied, a bitter edge in his tone. I gave Aang and Katara both a glance, before the sound of stomping made us turn our attention to a large group of people.
"Is that your tribe?" I asked, turning to Yapper Man.
"It most certainly is not," He responded bitterly, "That's the Zhang tribe, a bunch of lowlife thieves, they've been the enemies of my tribe for a hundred years," He then proceeded to to whistle.
"Hey, Zhangs!" Yapper Man shouted, "I'm saving a spot for my tribe, so don't even think of stealing it!"
"Where are the rest of the Gan Jin?" A rough looking lady asked, approaching Yapper Man, "Still tidying up their campsite?"
"Yes, but they sent me ahead of them to hold a spot," Yapper man replied.
"I didn't know the canyon guide took reservations," Rough Lady said.
"Ha, of course you didn't," Yapper man responded, "That's the ignorance I'd expect from a messy Zhang, so unorganized and ill-prepared for a journey," Suddenly, the crowd of Zhangs behind the woman began to boo in protest. Aang, Katara, and I gave each other another glance. Suddenly, the rocks behind us began to move up, and an old man emerged from them.
"That must be the canyon guide," I thought.
"Sorry about the wait, youngsters," The canyon guide said, "Who's ready to cross this here canyon?"
"Uh, one of them, I think," Katara responded, pointing to the group of people behind us.
"I was here first," Yapper Man announced, running up to the canyon guide, "My party's on their way,"
"I can't guide people who aren't here," The canyon guide responded.
"Guess you guys will have to make the trip tomorrow," Rough Lady said, walking with her tribe past Yapper Man. Suddenly, a group of cleaner looking people emerged from the rocks.
"Wait! Here they come," Yapper Man announced. The people were walking slowly, very slowly. I was beginning to wonder how long it would take from them to get there. Finally, they arrived, causing the rough people to turn around.
"You're not seriously gonna cave in to these spoiled Gan Jins," Rough Lady said to the canyon guide, "I mean, we're refugees, too, and we've got sick people that need shelter,"
"I,uh,well…" The canyon guide began shakily.
"We've got old people who are weary from traveling," Yapper Man argued.
"Sick people get priority over old people," Rough Lady responded.
"Maybe you Zhangs wouldn't have so many sick people if you weren't such slobs," An old man next to yapper man stated.
"If you Gan Jins weren't so clean, maybe you wouldn't live to be so old," Rough lady said. My eyes darted back in forth between the two tribes, I was wondering who was going to speak next.
"Well, Aang, ready to put your peacemaking skills to the test?" Katara asked, turning to my brother.
"l-I don't know," Aang responded, "A fight over chores is one thing, these people have been feuding for a hundred years,"
"You've got this," I said reassuringly, putting a hand on Aang's shoulder. He looked down and smiled at me.
"Everyone listen up!" Katara announced, "This is the avatar, and if you give him a chance, I'm sure he can come up with a compromise that will make everyone happy,"
"Uh, you could share the earthbender and travel together?" Aang suggested.
"Absolutely not, we'd rather be taken by the Fire Nation than travel with those stinking thieves," The old man said.
"We wouldn't travel with you pompous fools anyway," Rough Lady replied. The two tribes proceeded to argue again, and they were beginning to give me a headache.
"All right, here's the deal!" Aang shouted, "You're all going down together, and Appa here will fly your sick and elderly across, does that seem fair?" Rough Lady nodded. Old Clean Guy and Yapper Man looked at each other before Old Clean Guy nodded as well. We quickly got the old and sick people loaded onto Appa's saddle.
"Sorry, Appa, you'll have to do this on your own," Aang said sympathetically, petting the bison.
"Aang, this feuding tribe stuff is serious business," Sokka stated, "Are you sure it's a good idea getting involved in this?"
"To tell you the truth, I'm not sure," Aang admitted, "But, when have I ever been?"
"He's the avatar, Sokka, making peace between people is his job," Katara explained.
"His job's gonna make us cross this whole thing on foot, isn't it?" Sokka sighed.
"Most likely," I replied.
"Okay, now comes the bad news," The canyon guide announced, "No food allowed in the canyon,"
"It attracts dangerous predators," He finished. I could hear tons of arguments and complaints all around me, and internally groaned.
"Could these people get any more whiny?" I thought to myself.
"Oh, you babies can go a day without food," The canyon guide responded to the complaints, "Would you rather be hungry, or dead?" He then earthbent the ground below him to make a pillar.
"Now, we're heading down in ten minutes!" He announced, "All food better be in your gut or in the garbage!" The rough people immediately began to quickly scarf down their food, while the clean people ate their food neatly and slowly.
"Appa's gonna take good care of you 'till we get there," Aang told the sick and elderly people. He then hopped down and walked toward the bison.
"See you on the other side, buddy," my brother said, "Yip yip!" Appa took off, signaling the beginning of our travel through the Great Divide.
We were walking down the long, winding rock path. It had been about thirty minutes, and I was glad neither of the tribes were starting to get restless. Everybody was silent, even the canyon guide. Suddenly, our stride was stopped by the canyon guide putting his arm in front of Aang and I. There was a gap in the path, to which the canyon guide quickly earth bent a replacement of.
"Nice bending," I complimented.
"The job's much more than bending, girl," The canyon guide replied, "Folks want information,"
"Many of you are probably wondering how canyons are formed," He began, "Experts tell us this canyon was most likely carved into the ground by earth spirits, who were angry at local farmers for not offering them a proper sacrifice," Suddenly, the canyon began to rumble, and I gasped in surprise. Rocks began to fall from the canyon, but luckily, the guide earthbent them away.
"Guess the spirits are still angry," He announced happily, "Hope you all brought sacrifices!" Aang and I shared an exasperated look. As we continued our journey, I checked to see if I had anything to sacrifice on me. I didn't.
"Okay everyone, stand clear of the wall," The canyon guide commanded once we got to a wall of rock. He then proceeded to earthbend a rock at the wall, causing his makeshift bridge to crumble.
"Why did you do that?" Aang asked. I was wondering the same thing.
"These people are fleeing the Fire Nation, aren't they?" The canyon guide replied, "I've gotta make sure we can't be followed, we'll be safe now," Suddenly, a giant creature approached us and snatched the canyon guide. Aang whipped his staff to clear the dust, but I'm pretty sure he was also trying to hit the giant creature.
"We've gotta help him!" Sokka exclaimed, throwing his boomerang. The boomerang hit the creature in the eye and it dropped the canyon guide, who landed near some rocks. The creature began to scurry towards Sokka, and I felt a wave of panic. I quickly raced toward the creature, using my staff to slap it with air. The creature moved a few feet before getting back up again, beginning to run towards me.
"Okay, now I need help!" I exclaimed, quickly running away. I hopped onto a large rock, slowing down the creature. As it began to climb up the rock, Katara hit it with a water whip, which only caused it to go after her. Aang swooped down and used a large wave of air to push the creature away, but it quickly collected itself and started chasing my brother. Aang formed a tornado with his staff and trapped the creature inside, then proceeded to whip the tornado towards the rocks. The creature scurried back inside of the rock wall, and I let out a sigh of relief.
"What was that?" Aang asked.
"Canyon crawler," The guide explained as Katara looked at his arms, "Oh, and there's sure to be more,"
"Your arms- they're broken," Katara stated, her tone that of shock.
"Without my arms, I got no bending," The canyon guide said, "In other words…"
"We're trapped in this canyon," Aang finished.
"I thought the whole point of ditching our food was so we wouldn't have to deal with things like canyon crawlers," Sokka said. Katara was bandaging up the canyon guide, while Aang, Sokka, and I watched.
"It's the Zhangs," Clean Old Guy accused, "They took food down here, even after the guide told them not to,"
"What? If there's anyone who can't go without food for a day, it's these pampered Gan Jins," Rough Lady replied.
"Not this again," I thought, groaning and rolling my eyes.
"I hope you're happy, we're stuck in this canyon with no way out," Clean Old Guy said. Aang looked at me, another look of exasperation on his face. I returned the expression.
"Why don't you thank yourself, food-hider?" Rough Lady asked.
"Look- sticking together is the only way to-" Aang started.
"I'm not walking another step with the likes of them," Rough Lady interrupted, pointing to Clean Old Guy.
"Now there's something we can agree on," Clean Old Guy replied.
"Any ideas?" Aang asked, turning to the rest of our group.
"We could just leave them here?" I suggested. Aang gave me an exasperated look, but I knew he was considering it.
"No bending, we need to get out of this canyon," The guide said crazily, "I won't die down here, I won't become part of the food chain,"
"See? We're going to become part of the food chain because of you," Clean Old Guy said, pointing to Rough Lady.
"Sure, unjustly blame the Zhangs, just like you always do," Rough Lady retorted. I groaned again and slapped my forehead.
"Gladly," Clean Old Guy replied. Suddenly, a large gust of wind interrupted the two's bickering.
"Enough!" Aang yelled, "I thought I could help you guys get along, but I guess that's not gonna happen," He then proceeded to jump on top of a large rock that was high above our group.
"We should split up," My brother said, "Gan Jins on this side, and Zhangs on that side, we'll travel in two separate lines," Clean Old Guy and Rough Lady nodded. I was so glad the bickering was over, for now, at least. The two tribes began to go their separate ways. Aang hopped down from the rock and walked over to Sokka, Katara, and I.
"Sokka, you go with the Zhangs, Katara, you go with the Gan Jins," he said, "See if you can find out why they hate each other so much," Sokka and Katara walked their separate ways, leaving me with Aang.
"And, what about me?" I asked.
"You're gonna stay with me and the canyon guide," Aang replied. I nodded, glad that I wouldn't have to spend the night with the most annoying people on earth.
Later…
It had been hours since we had split up. It was dark outside, Aang, the canyon guide, and I were sitting on top of a rock.
"I hope Sokka and Katara are doing good with the tribes," I said.
"Don't worry, I picked the tribes that match their personalities," Aang replied. I nodded. We were quiet for a while, before the sound of my rumbling stomach broke the silence.
"Ugh, I'm so hungry," I groaned, "Stupid canyon crawlers,"
"Don't worry, Kiri, we'll get food as soon as we can tomorrow," Aang said.
"Sure would be nice to be around one of those campfires, though," I sighed.
"Yeah," Aang agreed, "Telling stories and laughing…" My attention then turned to Momo, who snatched a bug from the air and proceeded to eat it. He then offered it to us, and I resisted the urge to throw up at the sight of the bitten bug.
"Nah, I'll just wait until we can get food," Aang replied.
"Me too," I agreed.
"It's lonely, isn't it, being impartial?" The canyon guide asked.
"I wish I could help these people get along, but it just seems impossible," Aang sighed, "Anyhow, I guess our biggest problem is getting out of here,"
"I'm not so sure those two problems are unrelated," The canyon guide replied.
The next morning…
The tribes, alongside Sokka and Katara were coming back from camping out for the night.
"All clear, we're almost to the other side," The canyon guide said. Aang and I both hopped down from the large rock we were standing on, waiting for Katara and Sokka.
"Katara, Sokka, will these people cooperate long enough to get out of the canyon?" My brother asked.
"I hope they will…" I thought.
"I don't think so, Aang," Katara replied, "The Zhangs really wronged the Gan Jins, they ambushed Ghin Wai and stole the sacred orb," This all sounded like nonsense to me, and probably to Aang, too.
"What are you talking about?" Aang asked.
"Yeah, Katara, what are you talking about?" I repeated.
"Wait, Wai Ghin didn't steal the orb!" Sokka interrupted, "He was returning it to their village gate and was wrongfully punished by the Gan Jin,"
"Not punished enough, if you ask me," Katara responded. I internally groaned. The two siblings were beginning to sound like Rough Lady and Clean Old Guy.
"Okay, Okay, I get it," Aang snapped, "Now I need your help, let's get everyone together at the base of the canyon wall," He then proceeded to take off on his glider, and I followed closely behind.
Aang and I swooped down upon the two tribes. I wanted to pull my hair when I realized they were bickering once again.
"Will these people ever stop?" I asked my brother, who shrugged in response.
"Please everyone, as soon as we get out of here, we can eat and then go our separate ways," Aang announced, "But I need you all to put your heads together and figure out a way up this cliff,"
"Maybe the Zhang can climb the wall with their long, disgusting, fingernails," Clean Old Guy said. I audibly groaned, digging my fingers into my hands as I resisted the urge to scream.
"Oh, sorry, I forgot that to the Gan Jin, unclipped fingernails is a crime punishable by twenty years in jail," Rough Lady replied. They then began to spit random insults at each other, sending me over the edge.
"SHUT UP!" I yelled, "JUST STOP BICKERING FOR TEN SECONDS," rough lady and clean old guy turned their heads to face me, bewildered looks on their features.
"IF YOU KEEP THROWING RANDOM INSULTS AT EACH OTHER, WE ARE NEVER GOING TO GET OUT OF HERE!" I continued.
"Kiri, calm down," Aang said calmly to me, "How many times do I have to say it? Harsh words won't solve problems, action will!" My brother was speaking to the tribes. His tone, once soft and calm, had now turned into one of frustration.
"Perhaps the avatar and the little girl are right," Rough Lady said.
"Yes, perhaps they are," Clean Old Guy agreed. I let out a sigh of relief, my wave of anger washing away, while Aang gave the pair a happy smile.
"Harsh words will never solve our problems," Rough Lady began.
"Action will," Clean Old Guy finished. They then proceeded to pull out swords. Apparently, the two decided it would be a nice time to sword fight.
"That's not what Aang meant!" I thought.
"To the death," Clean Old Guy announced, "And let this be the end of this rivalry,"
"You know, I take it back," Aang stated worriedly, "Harsh words aren't so bad," despite my brother's words, the sword fight began, and my eyes were darting back and forth between the two tribe leaders.
"What do we do?" I asked Aang. I looked over to my brother. His palms were sweaty and he was biting his lip, looking back and forth.
"I-I don't know," He shakily admitted. Suddenly, the sword fight intensified, and I was worried that Rough Lady and Clean Old Guy were going to murder each other. I looked back over to Aang, whose face was now contorted with anger. My brother hopped up into the air and slammed his staff down on the ground, separating the two fighting tribe people. Due to his rage, the blast was stronger than intended, and it flung back all of the people except for me. I could hear Aang's heavy breathing, which quickly turned into a gasp.
"Is that...food?" He asked. I then noticed that there was food all over the ground, and my jaw dropped in shock. The shocked look on my face quickly turned into one of anger, as I realized these people were the reason the canyon crawlers had come in the first place.
"Everyone smuggled food down here?" Aang continued, his voice raising, "Unbelievable!"
"You guys put our lives in danger because you couldn't go without a snack for a day?" I chimed in, walking up next to my brother, "You're all horrible!" I looked back over at Aang, whose eyes were fixed on something behind me. I turned around and saw it; an egg custard tart. AKA: Aang's favorite food. My eyes darted back and forth as I quickly searched the area for veggie spring rolls. And yep, there they were. My mouth was watering, my stomach was grumbling. It took everything I had in me to snap myself out of it. Suddenly, I heard noises behind me. I turned around to see that there were hundreds of canyon crawlers climbing down the cliff. I gasped in shock. The tribe people quickly began to run away.
"Oh, no," I said, "This isn't looking good,"
"I'm gonna try and fend them off," Aang stated.
"I'll help," I replied. We both took off on our gliders and dropped down near the canyon crawlers. Aang whipped his staff at the creatures, which only made them angrier.
"That's not gonna work!" I stated worriedly. Suddenly, the canyon crawlers pounced on Aang, who jumped up into the air, causing them to all run into each other. He landed on top of one of their mouths, and quickly hopped back up. He slammed his staff onto the ground, causing the crawlers to spread out. Unfortunately, they went right back to chasing, and I audibly groaned. One came up behind me, and I used all of the power I could to fling it away from me. I let out a sigh of relief when I realized the canyon crawler wasn't coming back, but that relief soon faded when I realized there were other crawlers all around me.
"Uh…" I began, "Hey, guys," the creatures began to try to pounce on me, but I quickly evaded. They didn't crash into each other though. Instead, the canyon crawlers quickly collected themselves and began to chase me again. I turned around and soammed my staff on the ground, causing the creatures to all fly far away. I was relieved when I saw no others around me. Obviously, the ones I had flung weren't going to stay away forever, so I got a head start by running over to my brother. Aang was standing there, seemingly frozen.
"Are you okay?" I asked when I ran up to him.
"No…" He replied, his voice heavy with worry, "I don't know what to do, no matter how much I hit these things, they always find their way back," Suddenly, I heard the sound of chomping, and turned my head to see two canyon crawlers chowing down on some bags of food. Apparently, Aang had seen it too, and I was beginning to think we had the same idea. Aang's eyes then darted to some bags of food on the ground near us, then back to me. We shared a smile before my brother spoke.
"Everybody, watch me and do what I do!" He commanded, holding up a bag of food. Aang then proceeded to throw food at one of the canyon crawlers, it turned and began to charge at him in response. But before it could strike, Aang front flipped onto it and put the bag of food on its mouth. I quickly grabbed the nearest food bag and pulled a piece of bread from it. I threw the piece of bread at a canyon crawler. My heart raced as it raced closer and closer to me. I quickly front flipped over it when it was going to bite me, and placed the food bag on its mouth. Soon, we had gotten food on all of the crawlers mouths, and each person was riding one. Once all of that was done, it was time for the next step in Aang's plan. I watched as my brother tied a bag to his staff and waved it over the canyon crawler's head.
"Now follow me," He announced, "We're riding out of this hole," We made our way up the cliff, our crawlers closely following behind Aang's. Once we reached the top of the cliff, Aang hopped off of his canyon crawler.
"Everyone get off!" My brother commanded. I quickly jumped off of my creature, watching as everyone else did so too. Aang then proceeded to whip his staff, causing the food in the bag that was attached to it to fall out and land off of the cliff. The canyon crawlers quickly followed the food.
"I never thought a Gan Jin could get his hands dirty like that," Rough Lady stated once all of the canyon crawlers were gone.
"And I never knew you Zhangs were so reliable in a pinch," Clean Old Guy replied.
"Perhaps we're not so different after all," Rough Lady said. Aang and I both let out a sigh of relief, figuring the one hundred year bickering was finally over.
"Too bad we can't rewrite history," Clean Old Guy said, pulling out his sword, "You thieves stole our sacred orb from Ghin Wai," The relief I once had disappeared. I groaned as I wondered if these people were ever going to stop fighting.
"You tyrants unjustly imprisoned Wai Ghin for twenty long years," Rough lady argued. I looked over to Aang, who groaned and put his hands on his head.
"Wait a second," My brother said, his expression turning to that of surprise, "Ghin Wai? Wai Ghin? I know those guys," I gave him a puzzled look. Either Aang had two secret friends I didn't know about, or he was about to tell a serious lie. I figured the second one was going to be the answer.
"Yes, yes, we're all aware of the story," Clean Old Guy sighed.
"No, I mean I really knew them," Aang stated, "I might not look it, but I'm 112 years old, I was there one hundred years ago on the day you're talking about,"
"There seems to be a lot of confusion about what happened," My brother began, "First of all, Ghin Wai and Wai Ghin weren't enemies, they were brothers, twins infact, and they were eight,"
"And most importantly, they were just playing a game, and the sacred orb from the legend- that was the ball," He continued, "And the eastern and western gates were the goal posts, Ghin Wai had the ball and was running toward the goal when he fell and fumbled it, Wai Ghin didn't steal the ball, he picked it up and started running it back toward the other goal, but he stepped out of bounds, so the official put him in the penalty box- Not for twenty long years, but for two short minutes,"
"There was no stealing and no putting anyone in prison- just a game," Aang finished.
"You're saying the sacred orb was actually a sacred ball?" Rough Lady asked.
"Nope, just a regular ball'" Aang replied.
"What about our tribe's redemption ritual?" Yapper Man asked.
"That's what the game was called-redemption," Aang explained, "As soon as someone got the ball from one goal to the other, everyone would yell 'redemption!'" Rough Lady and Clean Old Guy looked at each other for a while, and I was hoping that they'd end their bickering once and for all.
"Don't get me wrong, Wai Ghin was kind of a slob, and Ghin Wai was a little stuffy," Aang said, "That much is true, but they respected each other's differences enough to share the same playing field,"
"I suppose it's time we forget the past," Rough Lady began.
"And look to the future," Clean Old Guy finished with a bow. Rough Lady bowed as well, and it made me overjoyed to know that the annoying fighting was finally over.
"Good to see you, boy," Aang said to Appa once he had arrived with the sick and old people, "Did you miss me?" The bison replied by licking my brother in the face, causing him to laugh.
"I cannot thank you enough, avatar," Clean Old Guy said, walking up to Aang.
"Well, you know, I try," My brother replied humbly with Appa's slobber all over him. Clean Old Guy made a disgusted noise in response, stepping back.
"Let us travel to the Earth Kingdom capital as one tribe," Rough Lady said. The whole group began to cheer, walking away. I watched as the canyon guide quickly ran after them.
"I'm going too! I'm sick of this place!" He exclaimed.
"That's some luck you knew Ghin Wai and Wai Ghin," Sokka said to Aang once they all had left.
"You could call it luck," Aang replied slyly, "Or…you could call it lying,"
"What?" Sokka asked, his expression that of shock. I snorted as I looked at Sokka and Katara's dumbfounded expressions.
"I made the whole thing up," Aang admitted, a small blush forming on his cheeks.
"You did not," Katara gasped, "That is so wrong,"
"You knew about this, Akira?" Sokka asked, his jaw still dropped.
"Totally," I replied flatly, "If Aang had two friends called Ghin Wai and Wai Ghin, I'd definitely remember them,"
"Now, where's that custard tart?" Aang asked, "I'm starving!"
"You and me both," I replied, "But I'm pretty sure one of the canyon crawlers ate the veggie spring rolls," I sighed dramatically and fake fell to the ground, causing my friends to laugh.
