Master of the Pielements [open]

[jesushasayak.livejournal.com]

The Person: Aang, the Avatar, master of all four elements, truly an individual to be reckoned with.

The Place: The Lounge. Right now, he was in the kitchen practicing his Airbending via the highly deadly art of--

Making fruit pies. What? It took some very precise Airbending to get the fruit fluff all fluffy on top. Good practice.

And eating the fruits of his labor was, uh...exercise for his jaw, yeah. And stomach.

Okay, so he was just hankering for cake after all that time with GLaDoS. It was still good Airbending practice, though.

And he brought the rest out to be served to whoever had a hankering for confectioneries.

"Hey, do you want a piece of fruit pie?"

Come and let me bake you the pie of my people.

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[greennotgold]

"Sure! Thank you very much," he replied, moving closer to take a look at them. And the puppy followed, intrigued. (Fletcher wondered if puppies could eat pie. Hm.)

[jesushasayak.livejournal.com]

Guess they'd find out, because Aang cut a piece for both of them.

(What, if bison and lemurs could eat fruit pies...)

"What's your name? I'm Aang."

[greennotgold]

"I'm Fletcher. And this is, um... well, he doesn't have a name yet," Fletcher said, gesturing to the small dog. "You're that Avatar person who had that talk about the Ohm, right?"

He took his piece once it was cut, and put the puppy's on a plate to put in front of him. After one sniff, though, it whined and backed away. "Ah..."

[jesushasayak.livejournal.com]

Aang nodded. "That's me!"

Hmmm. "Lemme see if I can find something else your just-dog might like," he said, rooting around.

[greennotgold]

"My... just-dog?" he repeated, picking the plate up and setting it back on the table. "What does that mean?"

[jesushasayak.livejournal.com]

"That it's just a dog. And not anything else," Aang explained ever so helpfully, until he actually managed to wrangle kibble of some kind. It had a picture of a dog on the front.

Actually, he wasn't sure if he was for dogs or made of dogs, but--oh here. It said it was for healthy dogs, okay.

[greennotgold]

"I think he's an alien dog, actually," he replied. "Oh, good! I thought he'd have to just eat the stuff Stacy gives us."

The dog perked up when he heard the kibble, and started wagging his tail enthusiastically.

[jesushasayak.livejournal.com]

Here, have a bowl of kibble, pup.

"Even if it's alien, that just means it's a different just-dog, but still just a dog. Back where I come from, there aren't many just-animals. Most are two-parts and we have a word for each part since sometimes it's used in other animals. So instead of a just-dog, we have polar bear dogs, and dogalopes."

[greennotgold]

"Wow, really?" Fletcher tried to wrap his head around that as the doggy dug in to his meal. "They're all chimeras? Are they natural?"

Really, it all sounded very weird to him.

[jesushasayak.livejournal.com]

"I don't know what a chimera is but they're all natural."

It sounded perfectly normal to him.

"To me, your just-dog is weird." He tilted his head at the dog. "But cute."

[greennotgold]

The dog lifted his head up to bark happily at Aang, then returned to his food.

"I think he's cute too," Fletcher replied. Then, he wondered, "What do you think I should name him?"

[jesushasayak.livejournal.com]

"Jujube! Or Nut, or..."

Aang shrugged.

"I like naming pets after food. Like Momo."

Aang whistled and made some chirping noises and there was the clatter of pots and pans behind the kitchen and then a white and black lemur hopped onto the counter and up to Aang's shoulder, looking around curiously.

[greennotgold]

The translator let Fletcher know what that meant, but he wasn't sure. "After food? Is that a good idea?"

He and the puppy both looked up in surprise at the sudden appearance of the lemur. "What is that...?"

[jesushasayak.livejournal.com]

"Momo's a flying lemur."

[greennotgold]

"Lemurs can fly where you're from?!" When Aang had mentioned mixed animals, he hadn't pictured flying versions of landbound animals. The dog was interested too, abandoning his kibble to put his front paws up on Aang's legs and bark playfully at Momo.

Fletcher smiled, and picked him up. "I think he wants to be friends."

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"Bison can too!"

Momo, unlike the puppy, was not the friendliest animal sometimes. The dog freaked him out, so he climbed to the top of Aang's head and screeched at the other animal.

"Momo, be nice, he's just trying to be friends."

[greennotgold]

"Bison? Aren't they too big?" But the puppy was wiggling in his arms, and Fletcher had to set him back down, patting his head to calm him.

"I don't know about food," Fletcher admitted. "It might give people the wrong idea, around here..." He put a hand on his chin in a childish imitation of grownup contemplation. "Most dogs have names like Fido or Rover, so..."