When Worlds Collide: Book Three, Fire

Chapter Twelve

/////Sam's POV\\\\\

By my request, our new location of hiding was back on Ember Island. Personally, I loved it. Zuko just seemed annoyed that we were back at the place of "Chang and Ron Jon." The others loved it. Sokka especially loved the beach, and there was a huge courtyard where Aang could practice his bending; which is what he was doing now.

Aang and Zuko were shirtless, practicing a form I had never seen before. I loved watching (which Katara and Toph teased me relentlessly for), but the two girls beside me looked bored.

"Doesn't it seem kind of weird that we're hiding from the Fire Lord in his own house?" Katara asked.

"I told you," Zuko sighed, taking a towel and ruffling his hair, "my father hasn't come here since my family was actually happy. And that was a long time ago. This is the last place anyone would think to look for us."

"Especially with Chang and Ron Jon up the beach," I smirked, and Zuko glared.

"You guys are not gonna believe this!" Sokka shouted, racing into the courtyard with Sukki in tow. "There's a play about us."

"We were just in town, and we found this poster," Sukki explained, while Sokka showcased the paper. Aang, Katara and Sokka were printed in the middle, and behind them, Zuko glared out of red hues.

"What?" Katara asked, standing up. "How is that possible?"

We gathered around Sokka, confused. Why would someone want to make a play about us?

Sokka ignored her and said, "Listen to this: The Boy in the Ice Berg is a new production from acclaimed playwrite Poo An Ching, who scoured the globe gathering information on the Avatar, from the icy South Pole, to the heart of Be Sing Se. His sources include singing nomads, to pirates, prisoners of war, and a surprisingly knowledgeable merchant of cabbage."

"Brought to you by the critically acclaimed Ember Island Players," Sukki finished.

Zuko groaned and slumped in his seat. "My mother used to take us to see them," he griped. "They butchered Love Against the Dragons every year."

Katara raised her eyebrows and turned to her brother. "Sokka, do you really think it's a good idea for us to attend a play about ourselves?"

"Come on, a day at the theater?" He grinned, unrolling the poster again. "This is the kind of wacky, time wasting nonsense I've been missing!"

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Later that night, we set off for the theater. Zuko didn't want to go at first, but I talked him into it - and by talking him into it, I mean throwing a cloak at him and dragging him out the door.

Everyone except us two were dressed in their usual Fire Nation clothes, but since Zuko and I were bit famous for completely trashing a generals home (and Zuko being the Fire Prince and all), we had to done cloaks. Mine was a more pink color, while Zuko's was a deep red.

Our seats were high up, and we were far away from the other people.

Zuko and I held hands as we sat down, him next to Katara, and an empty seat next to me. Aang stopped by Zuko, and shifted his gaze.

"Hey, um, I was gonna sit there," he said.

I glanced between him and Katara, and started to scoot over.

"Just sit next to Sam," Zuko shrugged. "What's the big deal?"

"Zuko," I hissed, and nudged him.

"What?"

"It was just... I wanted to..," Aang struggled for words, and I tried to help him but I was lost as well. "Okay," he finally sighed, and sat down next to me.