Avatar The Last Airbender Fan Fiction ❯ Of Stalkers and Very Bad Advice ❯ Differences ( Chapter 4 )

[ 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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Let us begin with a cliché. Karma's a bitch. There, I said it. And it is beyond true. And judging by what's happening now, I must've been a serial killer in a past life. Why, you ask? What could possibly be that bad? Oh, I dunno, perhaps being locked in a room with that Water Tribe boy who is supposed to pretend to be my lover!!

“So… When is she letting us out?” he asked, glaring at the door.

“She said tomorrow morning, and it's almost noon now…” I sighed and stared out the window. “What did she want us to do in here?”

“Your guess is as good as mine. Probably survive each other's company.” I rolled my eyes. Yeah, like that'll be difficult. We were both avoiding the obvious issue, so I decided to mention it.

“How are we going to pull this off? I'm already sick of you, and it's only been five minutes.”

“Oh, that's nice,” he muttered. “We might as well get this over with, I suppose.”

That sounded wrong. Really wrong. “What do you mean?”

“Well, it'll be over faster if we do this charade right, won't it?” he reasoned. “Guess we should listen to them.” I hate it when he's right. Because, you know, he's him. And he sucks. “You know, I don't like this any more than you do, so at least try and make it a bit easier!” Uh, let me think… no. True, I don't want to do this, but damned if I'll make it easy. “Hello? You listening?”

“No,” I said sarcastically. There was an exasperated sigh from behind me. “Okay, fine. What's your idea?” If he would just shut up for the rest of the time we're locked in here, I would not be able to begin to express my undying joy…

“We could just do what they say…”

The scenery below was getting boring, so I turned back to Sokka. “You know them better than I do. What are they going to make us do?”

“Anything that humors them. Toph's getting revenge on me, and it's obvious that Katara hates you. And let's just say I've gone out of my way to bug her a few times.” Oh, great. I'm stuck between two siblings. Now let's see… if Azula had us trapped in a room, what would she—agh, bad images! Bad images! I know exactly what she'd make us do!

Another thing I hate about Sokka, while I'm on topic, is that he seems to know exactly what I'm thinking. He's always done that. Either he's psychic, or I'm just easy to read. “Uh, I don't think we'll have to do that…” he said slowly. “Katara's not as cruel as your sister.”

He had a point, but… Hey! Wait a minute! “Cruel? Are you trying to insult me?”

“No…” Come on, think… Wait for it… wait for it… “Oh, no, I didn't mean it like that!” Elevator has reached the top! Congratulations, Sokka! “That didn't come out the way I had hoped it would.”

Weird. Was that an apology I heard? “Uh, yeah, it's okay.” I said, a bit uncomfortably. He shrugged, and sat against the wall. “How much longer until they let us out?” I asked.

“Awhile…” he mused, glancing at the door. For the umpteenth time, I considered burning the door down. However, doing so would likely mean instant death, so, for the umpteenth time, I reconsidered. “Katara! We're civil! Can we come out now?”

“No! Get acquainted first, then we'll see!”

“`Get acquainted'?” I asked, horrified. Then I remembered. All women are in cahoots with each other SOMEhow. Even Azula and Katara. Given different circumstances, the two of them would probably have been best friends, which means that Sokka and I would be united against them. For some reason, that train of thought sparked the coal in another train of thought.

Maybe we're more alike than I thought.

Weird. He's fighting for his people, and I'm fighting for mine. His mother's dead, according to Katara, and so is mine. I'm pretty sure this isn't all a coincidence. Perhaps this will work after all.

“Sooo…” he began slyly. “I hear your sister's single…” Oh hell no. Sokka, meet fireball. “HEY!! KATARA, HEEELLLPPPP!!”

I guess we've got a lot of work to do.