Avatar The Last Airbender Fan Fiction ❯ Of Stalkers and Very Bad Advice ❯ Jailbreak ( Chapter 5 )

[ 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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It was almost midnight, and Sokka had long since slipped into dreamland. I, on the other hand, was kept awake by his constant snores. I considered cauterizing his nose and mouth shut, but then realized that the feminine half of this evil plot would fillet me. Abort the plan! Maybe I could sneak out the window for a few hours of freedom before these idiots woke up. I mean, they had to be asleep by now, right? I had just managed to melt one of the hinges on the window when I heard Sokka move. “Zuko? What're you doing?” he muttered groggily.

“I'm taking a break from this. I'll be back before dawn.” When I say `I'm taking a break from this', I mean that I'm taking a break from him. But does he catch on?

“Can I come?”

Obviously not. But hey, he might be some help if I run into that Tenku bitch again. “If you stay quiet. I don't need your sister making this any worse than it is.”

“My lips are sealed.” I rolled my eyes. It wasn't his lips I was worried about. I was willing to bet the floor would creak the moment he looked at it. But, to my intense surprise and relief, he managed to move without a sound… until we got about halfway down the street. Then he tripped.

Ha ha, sucker!

Unfortunately, he caught me on unawares when he decided to chuck a sizeable rock at me. Ow. So, there we were, sitting in the road, spitting up dirt and sand, all the while looking like complete morons. Lovely. We looked at each other for a moment, both wanting to blame the other (because it was OBVIOUSLY his fault), but after a few tense seconds, he started to laugh. And I joined him.

So, I'm laughing my ass off while Sokka is rolling on the floor, trying to keep quiet, but doing a horribly shitty job of it. Yup, this must be it. The Apocalypse. And speaking of the end of the world…

I didn't notice her at first, but a smack of cold water brought Sokka and I back to our senses. Apparently the loudmouth beside me had woke the girls. See? I knew it was a bad idea for him to come! “Enjoying yourselves?” Toph asked sarcastically.

“Uh…” It was a momentary thing, I swear it! For some reason, laughter seems to leave a person vulnerable to logic. `Uh' will never be my reply again!

“You two seem to be getting along better,” observed Katara. I was about to deny it, but then logic returned and punched me in the face.

“Guess so,” I replied.

“I hit him with a rock! You shoulda seen the look on his face!” snickered Sokka. Okay, asshole, you made your point.

“At least I didn't trip over my own feet,” I retorted.

“Yeah, well, it was your fault!”

“MY fault? I was walking in front of you!”

Toph and Katara sighed, then turned back to the house. “Go back to bed, you two,” called Toph. “Or we'll tie you both in the same one.” THAT shut us up.

So, we were right back where we started, only a bit more civilized. No one could get to sleep afterwards, so everyone just hung out in the main room, doing whatever.

Around two AM, I must've fallen asleep, because I woke up in the corner of the room. I don't remember going over there, but I was glad to finally have gotten some sleep. The other four were gathered across the room, playing some sort of game that, in all truth, looked really boring. I considered going back to sleep, but just watching them was more interesting. I had never really taken the time to actually watch people before. Well, okay, I used to when I was younger, but once my mother died, I just stopped and focused on what my father wanted me to do. And we see how well that turned out, don't we?

They actually interested me—especially the Avatar. Not because I was trying to capture him and take him to my father, but because of what he did to people. He was uniting them, and giving them strength. I didn't notice it right away—not until we joined forces to beat the tar out of Azula. Maybe he's the one who caused my feelings of doubt. I still wanted to destroy him, but once that I had the opportunity, I hesitated. I was sitting in a friggen corner watching them play some dice game, for hell's sake! And asking for their help? I still can't believe I let Uncle Iroh talk me into it. But, as much as I hate to admit it, they really aren't that bad. Not even Sokka, as much as it pains me to say.

I really don't think this lover act will be so hard.