A/N: Yes, yes, I know that I haven't updated my other story. I'm sorry but this little plot bunny came and won't leave me alone. I will update though! Promise!

Elmarine: Ya, she's a crazy bitch that doesn't ever pay attention to me.

Me: Oh, get over yourself. Besides, you're in this.

Elmarine: Shhhhhhh! Don't give it away!

Me: You're telling me? Anyway…

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA or A:TLA. If I did, Roy Mustang would be the Fuhrer and Sokka would still have his Space Sword.

BTW: FMA mostly manga-verse and the GAang are hiding out in the Fire Nation.



Sokka was sulking. He had been sulking all day.

"Jeez, Sokka. Why don't you just get over it?" asked Toph as the GAang was setting up camp.

"Get over it?!" he asked incredulously.

"C'mon, Toph. It was really special to him." said Aang, trying to keep the peace.

"Thank you, Aang, for the understanding." Said Sokka, "Besides, it was Toph's fault that it broke!"

"What do you mean it was my fault? It was your own stupid fault for interfering with earthbending practice." Said Toph.

"You still broke Boomerang!" yelled Sokka, standing up. Toph just blew the hair out of her face, annoyed.

"Look, how about we all go into town and get something to eat." Suggested Katara.

"Yeah. Food always makes you feel better." Added Aang.

"It still won't bring Boomerang back." Said Sokka. He whimpered as he brought out the broken pieces of his boomerang for the 20th time in the last hour. Everyone else groaned.

Boomshakalaka (means "line break" in the language the world has yet to discover)

Sokka was still mopey when they got into the town. He walked the entire way with his shoulders hunched and his head hanging. They had to steer him away from hitting poles a couple of times.

The town as a whole seemed to be the opposite of Sokka's mood. It was a cheery small town with bustling little shops and friendly people everywhere. Sokka, despite his mourning, seemed to notice something.

"If this is a town, there should be a repair shop. That means that maybe they can fix Boomerang!" he said, brightening.

"That's the spirit!" said Aang, but Sokka had already run off to the nearest food stand. They followed after.

"Excuse me, sir!" said Sokka, gaining the attention of the man at the stand (heh, rhyme). The man looked at the four of them and smiled.

"What can I do you for, kids?" he asked brightly.

"Where's the nearest repair shop?" Sokka said desperately. The man behind the counter just let out a good-natured laugh.

"What's so funny? WE HAVE A BOOMERANG CRISIS HERE!" said Sokka.

"Ease your engines, kiddo." Said the man, still smiling. "You four must be out-of-towners."

"Yeah, actually, we're from the colonies." Said Katara.

"How'd you know?" asked Aang.

"Well, you see young man, anyone who lives here would know that we don't need repair shops." The man explained.

"What? Are you people so perfect you never break anything?" Toph asked sarcastically. The man laughed again.

"Not at all, young lady. We just have the greatest blessing to ever come to this little town: the Fullmetal Alchemist." He said. As the rest of the group raised an eyebrow, Aang's eyes grew wide.

"Come again?" he asked.

"The Fullmetal Alchemist." The man repeated. "He's the most amazing thing you'll ever see. He can fix anything at all seamlessly."

"Yeah, he fixed an entire half of my shack in a total of five seconds. He didn't even use any bending and the best part is he usually doesn't charge." Said another man who was standing by them. Sokka grabbed the man behind the counter's shirt.

"What are you waiting for, man? Tell me where he is!" Sokka shouted.

"He's staying at the inn just down the road thataways." Said the man, pointing. Sokka all but skipped off that way.

"Great, he's gone insane." Declared Toph. Katara rolled her eyes.

"Thank you for your help." She said to the man.

"No problem, missy." He said, waving as they walked off.


While Sokka hopped on ahead, Katara noticed Aang staring at the ground.

"Aang, is something wrong?" she asked him. He snapped out of his trance.

"Huh? Oh, nothing. Nothing at all." He said, and resumed staring at the ground.

"Okay." She said, not convinced.

Once they reached the door, Sokka pounded with both fists. He didn't notice it opening, so he fell as the door swung in.

"AHHHHHH!" Sokka shouted, falling flat on his face. The woman who had opened the door looked down at him, confused.

"Sorry about my brother," said Katara, "he's just an idiot sometimes." The woman chuckled.

"That's what brothers tend to be." She said. "My name is Miss Emilee. Are you here to see the Fullmetal Alchemist?"

"Yes! Where is he? Tell me, woman!" said Sokka. Katara grabbed his shoulder.

"Don't be rude." She said to him. "May we come in?"

"Of course. Right this way." She led them into the inn (heh, double in) and told them to take a seat. There were a lot of people sitting down already; talking, eating, and drinking. Apparently this place was pretty popular, no doubt due to the Fullmetal Alchemist. Miss Emilee went up to get him.

"I wonder if he's all that he's cracked up to be." mused Sokka.

"I don't know, Sokka. I've got a bit of an odd feeling about this." Said Katara.

"You're overreacting." Said Sokka.

"Hey, even I agree with Sugar Queen over here. There's something strange going on here, I can feel it." Said Toph.

"You just don't want me to get Boomerang back you evil, evil Boomerang killer!" said Sokka.

"What do you think, Aang?" asked Katara, but Aang wasn't listening. He was still looking the way Miss Emilee had left.

"Aang?" She asked. He snapped out of it.

"Wha?" he asked.

"You've been acting kind of strange since the walk over here. Are you sure nothing's wrong?"

"Of course." Again, Katara didn't buy it.

"He's coming." Said Toph. And, sure enough, down from the staircase came a boy with braided blond hair who was wearing all black except for a red coat and white gloves.

"Hey, everybody!" he called out, waving a hand and smiling big. Everyone in the place cheered in recognition. Sokka, however, had a different reaction.

"That's the Fullmetal Alchemist? But he's so tiny!" he said loudly. The boy's eyes twitched and then narrowed and before Sokka knew it, he had been flipped onto his back.


"I didn't say that!" said Sokka. The boy was just about to punch Sokka in the face when Aang stopped him.

"Will you relax? We just came here to ask for your help fixing something." He said. The boy grumbled, and Aang let go.

"What if I don't want to?" said the boy, still angered with Sokka. At this, Sokka went down on his knees, hugged the boy's waist and cried "PLEASE! PLEASE! I'M SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SORRY! JUST PLEASE FIX BOOMERANG! WHAAAAA!"

"Alright, already! Just get off of me!" said the Fullmetal Alchemist. Sokka did so, and they all walked over to the table. Everyone else cleared away and began to watch intently.

"Okay, so what'cha got for me?" he asked. Sokka's lip trembled as he held out the remains of his precious boomerang and placed them on the table. The boy looked at it and thought for a second. He clapped his hands together and touched the boomerang. There was a bright glow and when it died, Sokka's boomerang was sitting on the table, good as new. Everyone "oooohh"ed and "ahhhh"ed. Sokka picked up his boomerang with utter joy and kissed it. Then he again went down on his knees, hugged the boy's waist, and cried "THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!"

"Hey! What did I just say!" said the boy, trying to push Sokka off with his foot.

"That was amazing! How did you do that?" said Katara, her eyes wide. The boy smiled mischievously.

"Trade secret." he said.

All the while Aang had been debating with himself if he should go talk to him. Sure, he had stopped him from beating up Sokka, but that was different. He still wasn't sure how to react to seeing the boy. However, his train of thought was cut short by the door slamming open.

In the doorway was a Fire Nation soldier in full uniform, helmet and all. The GAang instinctively tried to make themselves a little less noticed. The soldier, however, looked right past them at the Fullmetal Alchemist.

"Fullmetal, we need to talk." He said. The boy just closed his eyes, crossed his arms, and exhaled loudly.

"About what?" he said, annoyed. The soldier was silent for a while, but there was a tense feeling in the air. The boy seemed to catch the meaning. He walked back to the stairs, the soldier following. The GAang breathed a sigh of relief.

"What was that all about?" Toph asked. Miss Emilee looked at the staircase warily.

"That soldier comes around here every so often to talk to the Fullmetal Alchemist. I wish that he'd just leave." She said.

"What do you mean?" asked Katara.

"I'm not sure what they talk about, but I think that the soldiers are just gathering information so they can take that boy away from us, too."

"What are you talking about? Aren't you Fire Nation?" asked Sokka.

"Yes, but the military just thinks of us as a mining slum that's only worth as much coal as it can dig up. They say that we're serving our country but I think its more like slavery. I lost my husband and many other people to those mines, and those soldiers didn't even lift a finger to even try and help them."

"That's terrible!" said Katara.

"Yes, this entire town was in poverty and ruin. Just when we thought it couldn't get any worse, the mine began to collapse. We feared that no one would get out. That's when he came. He stopped the mine from collapsing and got all the men out. Ever since then, he's been doing all he can to help. He's given us hope, and that's why the soldiers want him." They all looked up at the stairs again, thoughtful. Katara noticed the view from the window.

"It's getting dark. We should get back." She said. They all agreed.


They got back to the camp and tucked in for the night. Katara walked over to Aang.

"Aang, you've been really quiet the entire time." She said.

"I told you, Katara, it's nothing."

"I don't believe that. Something's bothering you."

"Nothing's bothering me."

"Aang, come on. You can tell me."

"I…I don't want to talk about it right now. Just go to sleep."

"Okay. Goodnight."


A/N: What's up with Fullmetal and the soldiers? What's Aang all worried about? Does Chinese food smell really good? Why am I asking you this? The answers to all these questions and more in the next few chapters!