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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[jesushasayak.livejournal.com]

"I bet they'd think it was nice. I'll cut one in half and wrap it up so they can share it."

And he did so, and nudged it Vader's way.

You know, a gesture like that actually would go a ways with Luke at least...

[sin-and-misery.livejournal.com]

Vader stared, gathering his nerve. He gestured, and the halves of the pie obediently floated into his grasp, preventing him from having to get any closer to Aang.

"Very well," was all he said, turning sharply to go. Nope, you don't get a thank-you.

[jesushasayak.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome!" Aang called after him perfectly cheerfully, and after a brief raise of his eyebrows, as if to say "Wowzers," he simply went back to his pie-making.