AKASHA - Aang

Sleep with you? Yes!

Aang spreads his arms wide beside me while Sokka and Katara catch up to us from dismounting Appa.

"The Earth Kingdom city of Omashu!" We stand in front of a pyramid structured city named Omashu. "I used to always come here to visit my friend Bumi."

"Wow. We don't have buildings like this in the South Pole!" Katara says looking toward the pyramid city.

"They have buildings here that don't melt!" Sokka says sort of overwhelmed.

"Well let's go, slow pokes. The real fun's inside the city!" Aang says excitingly as I join him walking to the city.

Aang leaps off the top of the hill with his airbending. He had landed a few meters below and in the snow and is starting to slide down.

Katara stretching her arm out to us, halting Aang and I with her cry. "Wait, Aang! Kirro! It could be dangerous if people find out ya'll are the Avatar and Akasha."

"You need a disguise." Sokka says.

"So what am I supposed to do?" Aang says in a sarcastic tone. "Grow a mustache?"

Aang who is wiggling his nose under which is now a patch of Appa's fur, serving as a mustache. Aang is also wearing a tall wig made of the same material. I wear a long wig with bangs making me cover my arrow.

Aang scratches underneath the wig. "Ugh. This is so itchy. How do you live in this stuff?" He directs towards Appa.

Appa slowly turns his head toward Aang and snorts at him as if he was scoffing. Sokka sitting on a rock with Katara standing beside him, arms crossed says, "Great! Now you look just like my grandfather, and grandmother."

Katara glancing at Sokka. "Technically, Aang and Kirro are 116 years old."

Aang nimbly kicks up his staff and spins it rapidly around before placing it upright on the ground to be used as a walking stick. He hunches his back and leans heavily on his staff like an old person.

Aang, in an old man's voice says, "Now let's get to skippin', young whipper-snappers. The big city awaits!" Aang shuffles along, I giggle while Sokka and Katara questioningly look at each other.

"You guys are going to love Omashu. The people here are the friendliest in the world." Aang says looking to me knowing I never really left the air temple do to the monks kipling me there.

Aang's eyes widen in surprise as he hears the harsh voice of the sentry. The four of us stop walking.

A gate guard angrily says, "Rotten cabbages?! What kind of slum do you think this is?!"

The talking guard squishes the cabbage he is holding and knocks another two cabbages out of the merchant's hands. He proceeds by earthbending a rock under the cart, catapulting it high in the air, making it tumble down the chasm with all the cabbages.

The cabbage merchant leans over the rim of the path. Dramatically waving his arms in despair. "No! My cabbages!"

Katara, Sokka, Aang and I look over the rim, with our mouths open in shock, as a loud crash is heard.

Aang broadly smiling; somewhat nervously says, "Just keep smiling!"

While Aang walks over to the guards, Katara and Sokka give each other an uneasy look. Katara flashes her teeth in an awkward way and chuckles uncomfortably, while Sokka merely raises a doubtful eyebrow.

Aang approaches the sentries at the gate. The earthbender steps to the front and raises a boulder out of the ground before Aang and levitates it above his head.

"State your business!" The gate guard says.

Aang quickly runs from underneath the boulder and toward the guard; he halts right in front of the surprised man.