《the gaang and the fandom》who dies first?
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"I've been thinking, since these screens seemed to know everything about us, do they know the future too?" Sokka strokes an invisible beard.
"I dunno. Maybe you should look it up. Maybe something simple?" Aang offered, Sokka nodded, "I know the perfect thing!" He quickly typed in the keyboard, "Let's figure out who dies first!"
Aang and Katara shared a look, really?
"You're so grim." Suki deadpanned. "Eh, it comes with the job."
"Ah! Look." Sokka's eyes widened at what he saw, he thought it would be Zuko or something or even him but not him of all people! "Oh no..."
"What is it?" Katara leaned in, eyebrows shooting up as she read this. How?
" 'Aang. Aang died of natural causes, as being trapped in the iceberg while in the Avatar State drained his life force. Biologically he was only 66 when he died, and only twelve when meeting Sokka and Katara for the first time.' "
"I died at 66?" His breath hitched as the thought sunk in. He didn't say anything for a second. What was he supposed to say in a situation like this? "Well, hey then at least I can come back and haunt you guys in the afterlife!" He tried to lighten the mood, like he always did.
Katara couldn't believe this. 66?? That was awfully young. She wondered how many years she had to live without him. She hoped it wasn't so long, cuz if he died, did she really have a purpose to live? Maybe she went to train the next Avatar but then...
"But we know Aang doesn't die from the FireLord's hands now." Zuko chuckled awkwardly, the laugh diminished as he saw that no one seemed to be paying attention.
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"That sucks. You're the youngest one other than me." Toph stated bluntly, as she always did, but she wanted to know how she was going to deal with the airbender's death, for he was her first friend.
"Yeah. I guess it was my mistake to get in that iceberg in the first place, huh?" Aang smiled softly, he figured it made perfect sense why he died so early, but he didn't really want to leave his friends behind so early.
"I lived 54 years with you guys. That's still a lot. Though it could've been more, let's just enjoy the time we have with each other right now." His friends all had a grim expression, but looked sadly at the airbender as he forced himself to smile.
He was always the one to look on the bright side.
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