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<small>((Unpopping approved by AtLA muns))</small>
Aang opened his eyes to see himself surrounded by large puffed corn kernels, a special treat he remembered indulging in occasionally during fire nation festivals with Kuzon when he was travelling. He had a flash panic; where was he? Katara, Sokka, Appa and Momo were no where in sight. He saw no fire nation insignias, which calmed him down slightly, but there still remained a sense of mystery to his whereabouts at the moment. What were these puffed kernels doing here? No one seemed to be eating them. He saw a piece of ethed metal mounted on the wall; a list of some sort. He wasn't sure he recognized any of the characters, which was even more unsettling. There were no icebergs around this time; he certainly hadn't been frozen.
But for some particular reason...he was rather wet. Aang looked over his clothes, which were a tone darker than their usual one. What exactly was he covered in? He sniffed the back of his right hand; it wasn't really anything he could recognize. His curiousity finally getting to him, Aang tenatively licked the back of his hand. The young airbender's eyebrows shot up with a realization that may have made or broken his potential capture and holding.
“I...I'm delicious!” He vocalized, eyebrows higher up on his forehead than ever before in surprise, and then set in determination. This mysterious deliciousness was certainly a conundrum, but it wasn't anything the Avatar couldn't solve!
<small>((Is there a tag for Aang? Mun couldn't find one.))</small>
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