Avatar The Last Airbender Fan Fiction ❯ Of Stalkers and Very Bad Advice ❯ The Idea ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

:Disclaimer: Your Mistress Ferret and her minions do not own Avatar. If they did, Zuko and Sokka would hook up. So would Azula and Ty Lee.

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“Alright, now. Let's hear it. What's going on with this stalker of yours?” Katara had, thankfully, calmed down, and seemed to be back to normal.

“It's exactly as I told you. She follows me EVERYwhere, and she's just plain weird.” I shivered at the thought.

“Sound like someone you know, Aang?” whispered Sokka to the Avatar. Yeah, genius, I'm only right in front of you. Not like I can't hear a word you're saying.

“Well, I have a perfect solution!” said the blind girl… Toph, I think her name was. “Kill her!”

“I can't. My uncle won't allow it.” I scowled. “This was his idea.”

“He's got a point, Toph,” said Katara. “We can't just up and kill all the annoying people in the world.”

“A pity,” she muttered, looking in Sokka's direction.

Katara, however, was looking at her brother in a whole new light… and it really worried me. I mean, it's no secret that he would like nothing more than to cut off my head and rip out my heart, so if whatever their little scheme is, if I have to be any closer to that Water Tribe freak, I just might barbeque him and feed him to the lemur.

“Toph, I think I've got a brilliant idea!” she grinned, leaning in to whisper in Toph's ear. Toph's grin was starting to worry me.

“Katara, you are BRILLIANT!” Both turned to Sokka. “C'mere a second…”

“What's going on?” I asked, slightly panicked. “What does HE have to do with it?”

Katara stood up slowly, brushed off her skirt, then grinned evilly. And I mean EVILLY. Then she pointed to Sokka. “Zuko, meet your new boyfriend.”

“WHAT?!” both of us practically screamed. “NO!!”

“Katara, what the hell?” he whined. “No!”

“How is this supposed to help?!” I shouted. “I'm trying to get rid of one freak, not gain another!”

“Seriously, Zuko, she can't be all that bad!” reasoned Sokka.

“Yes, she is!” I replied. “You haven't seen her!”

“Hey!” shouted Toph. “Both of you shut up. Zuko, you swore to do whatever we told you to. And Sokka, if you honestly think you have a choice in this…”

“I do too!”

Hello, Katara's Temper. ::Insert Jedi hand-wave thing here:: I am not the poor fool you are looking for. “BOTH OF YOU!” she roared. “THIS WILL WORK! TRUST ME! Zuko, if you don't want my help, you can leave now.” She pointed to the door. I didn't budge. Maybe this was just a joke. “Good.”

“But Katara, do I—” began Sokka. Evil feminine glare. Battle over, Katara and Toph win.

I'm screwed.