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LOL - Sorry it took me so long (what, 2 weeks?), but here's some más KATAANG for you! (dodges a tomate that was thrown por a Zutarian) Oh, my God - I've gotta get the %*$& out of here!

Katara heard tossing, turning, and moans from the room siguiente to her. Aang's room.
She frowned. She knew how stressed out Aang was. On parte superior, arriba of spending time with his girlfriend, he had peace treaties to sign and conflicts to settle.
The moans had turned into short cries, and, eventually, Aang woke up in a cold sweat, tears streaming down his face. It wasn't long before crying could be heard from his room.
Poor Aang,...

I nudged Katara and she woke up.
“Aang?” she asked. “Did tu have a nightmare?”
“Well, yes,” I said, “but that’s not why I woke tu up.”
She raised an eyebrow.
“Happy Birthday!” I said, pulling out a card from my pocket. She opened it and it read:

Katara:

I hope your birthday is one of the best days of your life.

Love,
Aang

P.S.: We’re going somewhere special today.

Katara’s face lit up. “Oh, thank you, Aang!” she exclaimed, hugging me.
“Oh, it was no big deal,” I said. “Come on, the others are up. We all planned a party for you, and after that, it’s just tu and...

After her incident with Jet, Azula has decided to stay away from him. She has been trying to forget him but she couldn't get him out of her head. Her father for weeks has been trying to get rid of him. Each time he's failed. So he summoned Azula because he had a plan. "Princess Azula, as tu know I've been trying to get that rebel out of the way. However as you've noticed I've failed at it several times." started Ozai with an emotionless face.

Azula than smiles with slight satisfaction "Well than it looks like you're game is over. This rebel is beating every single curse tu throw at him."

Ozai...

No sooner had he thrown the first fuego ball was he tossed to the dirt outside. They had him hugely outnumbered, he couldn't have possibly won. At least that's the excuse he made for himself. Truth be told, the days attending political meetings and signing peace treaties had him pretty out of shape where bending was concerned. It didn't help that there was a chi blocker in the equation.

And so he found himself laying there face down on the ground—unable to pick himself up.

His nose crinkled up as a cricketspider tiptoed its way through the grass. If he could flinch he certainly would. Cricketspiders...

Ooh, looks like I'm wrapping up the first season. I might do a full review on the season later, actually. But first, why don't I finish reviewing the episodes? Keep in mind this is just my opinion, and we may disagree, so respect my opinion and I will respect yours. Enjoy the article! :)


The Deserter.
Actually, out of all the Avatar: The Last Airbender episodes, it's been the longest since I have seen this one. Nevertheless, I will still review it, because I still remember it pretty well. I like how they get into a topic they haven't yet.. Actually getting ready to learn elements besides...

Her feet hit hard on the pavement, kicking up dirt and shredding the césped, hierba as she went along.

She had to get away.

Had to make it out of that dreadful place.

She had no clue where she was going, but she had to get there.

She could hear her brother calling to her. He dicho he wanted to help her. Unfortunately for dear Zu-Zu, Azula didn’t want him to help her. He’d ‘helped’ enough already.

She could have sworn she heard her mother tell him to stop chasing her. But for all Azula knew, that could be some sort of trap, a trick of some kind. She couldn’t take any chances so she just kept...

“Azula, Shou tells me you’ve been talking to them again.” Lu-Ming stated.

“She’s lying.” Azula intended to answer as vaguely as possible.

“Lying?” Lu-Ming questioned.

“Yes.”

“And why would she lie?”

“Because she doesn’t like me…” Azula trailed off. She already dicho too much.

“Azula, it’s not healthy to just assume everyone hates you. Like you’re mother, she…”

“I wish to go back to my room now.” Azula cut him off.

“We are going to have to talk about her eventually.” It wasn’t an empty threat, it was a promise. This wasn’t the first time Lu-Ming...

Once again, we're very happy for Audrey to have won FOTM- she deserves it por far! I messaged her some preguntas (most of them I estola from Carolyn o_O), and she answered them (a whole lot quicker than I did last time, too)

Q: What's your favorito! song? What's your favorito! música genre?
A: Frigga por Corner Stone Cues. Ilike all kinds of music, but I mostly like clasical. 

Q: If tu woke up one día to find yourself in the avatar universe, what would be the very first thing tu did? 
A: Ohhh! Hard one... Ummm... I would find Team avatar and go around helping them. Either that, o I'd steal Aang...

After hours of copying each other's answers, and hours of playing video games and eating nothing but junk, Rex went home, and I was left watching televisión in the living room, while my dad fixed cena and my little brother was upstairs in his room being loud as ever. My grandfather came downstairs, and smiled when he saw me.
"Couldn't take a nap with little Aniuk making a racket." he chuckled.
I chuckled back. "You can watch T.V. with me, Grandpa."
My grandfather smiled warmly at me, and sat siguiente to me on the couch
"By the way, Anyu, who was that young fellow here earlier?" he asked.
"Oh, that...

Yue stared at the note in complete confusion and horror. What kind of sick joke was this? What kind of awful person would pretend to be her brother? Hon was dead, even if she did hate to admit it. The proof was almost as good as seeing it with her own eyes. Though curiousity pricked through her parka. Without hesitiation, she tore open the envelope and held up the letter to the light burning in through the large window. It read:
Dear Yue,
I heard what happened and I am very concerned. más like, más concerned. Please feel better.
Love,
Hon

Yue was even más doubtful when she finished reading...

Sydney:

I woke up on the couch. I was shivering even if I had millions of blankets on parte superior, arriba of me. The only people in the room were Aang, Toph and Micheal. Aang sat on the other sofá unconscious with a bloody bandage around his head. Toph kept feeding him sopa and feeling his forehead.

"Micheal?" I asked confused. He nodded and held my hand.

"I'm here. It's 2 a.m. I wasn't going to leave your sight.

"What?" I asked confused while rubbing my aching head.

"A couple months hace I had a dream from Aang. It was before I met you. I'm your protector Sydney. No más said."

I sighed. "Micheal, we have bad...