The fire war renaissance

Chapter 8: What to do?

Yay, chapter eight is a go!

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Chapter Eight: What To Do?

Aang's mind was elsewhere during the meeting that next day. Katara's words were still buzzing through him, both about their relationship and her birthday.

"Avatar Aang?" A general asked. His name was General Songi and he wasn't one to make the best choices, being part of the Fire Lords council previously. He also wasn't very patient towards the young daydreaming Avatar.

"Oh," Aang snapped back to reality and looked around only to see the Songi staring at him with a look of disapproval. "I'm Sorry General Songi but what were you saying?"

The general sighed. "The Westward trade route. We need your approval and suggestion on how to get the silk to the smaller earth kingdom towns."

"I think you should just get some earth benders to get rid of the rock pile blocking off the Kimodo rock alley and use that route to get the Fire Nation silk to the Earth Kingdom towns. As for the approval all I need is to get my hands on those documents." He shuffled around his pile of paper—which was pretty messy to be the Avatar's—only to notice that he had misplaced them.

"Aang you lost the papers?" Zuko whispered urgently. "How could you lose them I gave them to you just this morning?"

"So the mighty Avatar who can face the all power Fire Lord can't even find three simple pieces of paper." General Songi laughed bitterly and Aang scowled at him.

"I didn't lose them I just…..don't know where they are…at this place and time." He blushed a little in embarrassment and shrugged his shoulders.

"Well if those aren't sighed then this meeting must resume tomorrow," the Earth King said. He was acting calmer about the matter, which Aang appreciated. "Promise you'll have the papers signed and here by that time Aang." The Avatar sighed and dropped his head on the table as all the other ones who attended that meeting left; Zuko staying beside the young boy.

"They could've been nicer," Aang complained with his face buried in his arms.

"True," Zuko agreed. "But it's not their job to be nice, maybe you need to start taking some responsibility Aang."

"I'm only twelve people, stop treating me like I'm thirty. I haven't even hit my teenage years and I'm already signing peace treaties and having the fate of someone getting their dinner on my plate." He lifted his head in the middle of his rant but then quickly dropped it again. Zuko just came over and grabbed his collar; pulling him up.

"Age doesn't matter to these guys. To them you're the Avatar nonetheless." He let go of his collar and walked out and Aang let a huge sigh once again.

So far this was not going well.

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"That bad huh?" Katara asked when Aang slumped into his room. Katara was already in there for reasons Aang didn't ask. He just assumed she was waiting for him. "I found these in your laundry pile; I didn't think you wanted them washed though." She held up the missing papers needed at the meeting, he must've thrown them in with the laundry when rushing to get there in time.