Post by zatara4eva on Feb 24, 2008 6:36:24 GMT 1
My first fan fic, so don't be too hard on me if I made a mistake 
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I could feel them working, student and master. I could also feel the heat of their work. And the racing pulse of the water-bender sitting next to me.
“How’s he looking?” I asked.
“Aang’s doing great. He always was a quick learner,” she answered.
“That’s not what I meant,” I giggled. “I was talking about a certain shirtless fire-bending prince you’ve been staring at since they started, what, last week?”
“What?” yelped Katara. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she stuttered.
“I may be blind, but that doesn’t mean I can’t see. Well, figuratively, at least. Do try to remember, I can tell when you’re lying.”
“Then you know I’m telling the truth when I say I don’t like Zuko!” she hissed.
“Lie,” I coughed.
“Oh, come on! I would know if I liked him! And I don’t!”
“Another lie,” I coughed again, a smirk breaking out on my face.
“What’s Katara lying about now?” asked Sokka, coming up from behind.
“Don’t you dare,” she snarled at me.
“Oh, whatcha gonna do?” I grinned.
“You don’t even want to know what I would do,” she snapped.
“Oh, yes, I do. She was lying about staring at Zuko,” I giggled.
“What?” yelped Sokka, dropping whatever it was he had been holding.
“I wasn’t staring at Zuko!” Katara cried exasperated. She clapped a hand over her mouth as the boys stopped their bending and turned around to face us. “Oh dear, that was really loud, wasn’t it?” she groaned.
“Yep,” I grinned.
“You’re kidding right?” yelped Sokka. I just grinned and ran, bracing myself for the splash of water I knew was coming. And, boy, did it come.
“Get back here,” shrieked Katara, giggling as she ran, flinging water from the fountain.
“Bring it on, sugar queen!” I cried. The dirt beneath me had turned to mud. I flipped it up into her face. Pretty soon, we were both completely covered in mud.
We fellt o the ground in a fit of giggles. “Truce?” I wheezed, holding out a hand.
“Truce,” she responded, taking my hand. I heard Aang turn to Zuko and say, “Girls, I’ll never understand them,” before going back to work.
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There ya go! Please comment, and if you want me to write about something, I will. Unless it's Kataang. Conflict of interests, I'd completely screw it up ;D
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I could feel them working, student and master. I could also feel the heat of their work. And the racing pulse of the water-bender sitting next to me.
“How’s he looking?” I asked.
“Aang’s doing great. He always was a quick learner,” she answered.
“That’s not what I meant,” I giggled. “I was talking about a certain shirtless fire-bending prince you’ve been staring at since they started, what, last week?”
“What?” yelped Katara. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she stuttered.
“I may be blind, but that doesn’t mean I can’t see. Well, figuratively, at least. Do try to remember, I can tell when you’re lying.”
“Then you know I’m telling the truth when I say I don’t like Zuko!” she hissed.
“Lie,” I coughed.
“Oh, come on! I would know if I liked him! And I don’t!”
“Another lie,” I coughed again, a smirk breaking out on my face.
“What’s Katara lying about now?” asked Sokka, coming up from behind.
“Don’t you dare,” she snarled at me.
“Oh, whatcha gonna do?” I grinned.
“You don’t even want to know what I would do,” she snapped.
“Oh, yes, I do. She was lying about staring at Zuko,” I giggled.
“What?” yelped Sokka, dropping whatever it was he had been holding.
“I wasn’t staring at Zuko!” Katara cried exasperated. She clapped a hand over her mouth as the boys stopped their bending and turned around to face us. “Oh dear, that was really loud, wasn’t it?” she groaned.
“Yep,” I grinned.
“You’re kidding right?” yelped Sokka. I just grinned and ran, bracing myself for the splash of water I knew was coming. And, boy, did it come.
“Get back here,” shrieked Katara, giggling as she ran, flinging water from the fountain.
“Bring it on, sugar queen!” I cried. The dirt beneath me had turned to mud. I flipped it up into her face. Pretty soon, we were both completely covered in mud.
We fellt o the ground in a fit of giggles. “Truce?” I wheezed, holding out a hand.
“Truce,” she responded, taking my hand. I heard Aang turn to Zuko and say, “Girls, I’ll never understand them,” before going back to work.
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There ya go! Please comment, and if you want me to write about something, I will. Unless it's Kataang. Conflict of interests, I'd completely screw it up ;D
Good thing I wasn't trying to be serious, or it would have been a mess. I can't do serious 
