Chapter

Doughnut sighed. “Well, here we go again!”

Muffin picked up a card and carefully read it before asking it out loud.

“gothangel12345 asks, ‘When's Katara's baby going to be born? Does Sokka have a crush on Azula? Is Aang taking Toph penguin sledding as a 5897 date?’”

Katara shrugged. “I don’t know, about five months from now, I guess.”

Sokka turned pale. “I should destroy you,” he growled in Zuko’s face. Zuko scoffed.

“As if you could, peasant.”

“Continuing!” Doughnut warned.

“And Sokka?”

“NO! I do NOT like her!”

“And Aang?”

“What’s a 5897 date?”

“NEST QUESTION!” Doughnut yelled. “From CrushedUnderLove, ‘Would you like the OC in my story who is also going to be your ex, a Firebender or another bender?’”

“I don’t know, Earth, I guess.”

Cupcake picked up the next card and read it. “Okay, SecretSparkle is clean. ‘For everyone- Who of the given is your favorite Disney Princess and why: Belle, Aurora, Jasmine, Ariel, Mulan, Tinkerbell, Cinderella, Snow White, or Pocahontas?’”

“She also says that she will stalk Sokka anyway.”

Sokka jumped up in terror.

“Don’t worry,” Doughnut said soothingly. “We’ll always have the Purple Cobras.” Sokka sighed in relief. “To hold you down as SecretSparkle tracks you down. Hey, that rhymed!”

“Okay, my favorite princess is Jasmine because she wanted to get married for love!” Katara said.

“Mine is Mulan, because she was a warrior!” Azula said, still wearing the lavender dress.

“Mind is Pocahontas because she was smart,” Sokka said, who was being held down by the non-fat White Goodman.

“Mind is Belle because she found love in a freak,” Zuko said.

“A freak who was secretly a beautiful prince!” Katara said scooting closer to Zuko on the couch.

Doughnut screamed and waved her Zutara flag.

“Mine is Ariel because she overcame her physical boundaries,” Toph said.

“Aang?”

“Tinkerbell, because she could fly, except I don’t think that she was a Disney princess.”

Doughnut waved her hand dismissively. “That’s not important. Oh, and I accidentally left out part of gothangel12345’s question. ‘When is Toph’s baby going to be born?’”

“I AM NOT PREGNANT!

Toph, infuriated by one of the pregnancy questions that people liked to keep asking her, stamped her foot so hard that a huge boulder erupted from the floor, punctured the ceiling, and landed on top of a car. For several minutes, the Pastries just stared at the wreckage.

“What? What did I smash?” Toph asked.

Doughnut was frozen. Her next sentences came out in short bursts. “Nice car. 1957 T-Bird. House of color pink pearl with a pearly-white top, power steering and 3-speed manual transmission.”

Toph didn’t even know what that mean. “So?”

Muffin shook her head at Toph. “Ford doesn't build them like this anymore.”

Toph growled. “What?! What is so impressive about a damn car?!”

Cupcake began to tremble with fear. “It's 2WINGO's car.”