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 Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 4:05 pm
Aunt Wu laughed at the young Fire Lord. "Luckily for you, I do." She snatched one of his frantically waving arms and looked at his palm. "Hmm... good life line, very long. Your heart line is strong too. It also says your a bit of a hothead."
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 4:16 pm
Azula heard Zuko yelling from inside of the room. She laughed silently to herself and thought, 'I told him he didnt have a love fortune, idiot. As funny as it is to see him unhappy I wish this would hurry up...' She was recently let out of the insane asyllum after passing multiple mental evaluations with flying colors. It was true, she had been a monster but that time in the cell made her realize there was more to life then war and domination... there was love and happiness. Now all she needed to know is if she was even capable of love and happiness. Azula angrily shoved more beancurd puffs into her mouth, becoming impacient.
A loud crash came from outside, causing Azula to choke on her tea, spitting puff pieces and tea all over herself. "Whoever did that will pay..." she growled getting up from her cusion.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 4:22 pm
Zuko's face brightened up considerably. "Really?! HaHA! Sokka was wrong! Thanks, Aunt Wu!" He shook her hand and raced out the door, past the irratated-looking Azula. He trotted out of the doors, only to find a moonlit Katara and Sokka standing by a pond. Zuko strolled happily up to Sokka, ready to relay his appointment. But as he drew closer, he noticed that Sokka was covered in...flour. "Sokka, what did you do this time?" he asked.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 4:25 pm
Sokka sniffed at Zuko's tone of voice. He straighened up and began brushing flour off of his tunic. "I was merely show my beloved sister a new boomerang move that I made up. Isn't that right sis?"
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 4:28 pm
She glared at a happy-looking Zuko. "Why was he so happy..." Azula wondered out loud. "No matter, I'll find out." She walked into the room he just came from and saw Aunt Wu sitting on a cusion. She roughly sat down and held out her hand while looking the other way and said, "I want my fortune read."
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 4:32 pm
Zuko sighed. "Did you break something again? And why are you covered in flour?" he said, helping him brush off the flour that was nestled in his ponytail. Glancing behind Sokka, he saw the broken pottery urn, with only a small amount of white power left in the bottom. But something was off... "Hey Sokka...? I dont think this is flour..."
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 4:35 pm
"Wait!! young man! I said your heart line was strong not your love line!" Aunt wu yelled to stop him but it was too late. 'Poor boy....' she thought. Aunt Wu turned to the angry stranger and took her hand to look at it. "it seems you have alot going on in here, anything specific, dear?
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 4:36 pm
"Of course it's flour, what else would it be?" Sokka asked as he brushed off the remaining smudges. "By the way, how did it go in there? Did you FINALLY figure out that I was right and YOU were wrong?" he said, smirking casually. He absently began scratching his shoulder as he dug Boomerang out of the flour at put it back in it's sheathe.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 4:41 pm
Zuko wasn't listening. He was rubbing a bit of the powder between his fingers. "Sokka..." he said slowly, "...this isn't flour. It's itching powder." He scratched the back of his head, then abruptly stopped. "You idiot! You got itching powder all over yourself! And now its all over me too! Augh!" Zuko began frantically itching himself. "Of all--the thing to break,"he said to himm between itches, "it HAD to be--ITCHING POWDER!"
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 4:43 pm
Azula cleared her throat nervously and quietly said "My love fortune." She akwardly scratched behind her ear and looked sideways at the old fortune-teller. "Well, what is it!"
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 4:45 pm
Sokka gaped at Zuko like a fish. "WHAT?!?! ITCHING POWDER?!? Awww, I KNEW the universe was out to get me!" He began frantically scratching his back and hopping around like a rabaroo on steroids. "Augh! Why does Aunt Wu even HAVE itching powder?!" Sokka yelled at the sky. While he was yelling he hopped towards the door to the fortune-telling house's doors and slammed face-first into them. "Owww..." he moaned as he slid onto the ground.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 4:49 pm
"Ok ok. Let me see... Your a hothead, just like the boy before. Your love line looks very strong and your marriage line is long... but your life line is short. Very odd." Aunt wu patted the girl's palm and said "Thats all i can see, dear. Maybe if you come back another day I can do a bone reading for you." Aunt wu got up and cracked her back and sighed a sigh of relief. "OOOh yea thats good."
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 4:53 pm
Zuko was jumping around much like Sokka, but thought of a better idea than yelling at the sky. He briefly stopped scratching as sped towards the pond near Katara, desperate for his idea to work. Taking a breath as he ran, he catapulted himself into the pond, narrowly missing Katara.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 4:55 pm
Sokka was too preoccupied with rubbing his face against the fortune-teller's door to notice Zuko's antics. He tryed all different ways to stop the itching, but mothing seemed to work. So he decided to continue rubbing against the door.
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Posted: Sat May 29, 2010 4:56 pm
Azula snatched her hand back and looked at it, inspecting it for any odd shapped lines. 'My life line is short? What a batty old fool. Just like his tea-loving kookiness.' She heard a sick crackling sound and turned to see the forutune-teller popping her back. Her face twisted up at the sound of bones cracking and thought, 'How disgusting!' Azula sucked up her disgust and put on a serious face. "Um, Aunt... Wu? The boy who came in before me. What was his fortune." She didnt voice it in a question, she voiced it as a demand... she had to know what was making him so happy or it would kill her inside.
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