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Post Office, Thursday

Sokka tottered into the Post Office late and collapsed onto the counter. For some reason, he was very very tired today. Within seconds, he was out like a light and snoring loud enough to raise the dead. A small pool of drool began to leak from his mouth and form a moat around the "Please Ring Bell For Service" sign.

Not Tiddles took advantage of Sokka's state to curl up on his shoulders and fall asleep there.

And Sokka dreamt happy happy dreams of Umbridge being eaten by zombies.

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You'll have to wake him up first.

Having found some pants... and not much else, Animal headed to town and somehow found his way to the post office.

He was looking for the bar but grinned when he saw his big brother sleeping on the job.

He threw his hands up in the air and made the fists of rock.

"SOKKA! SOKKA! WAKE UP DUDE!"

"Hmmm?" Sokka asked, waving his hand as though swatting a fly. "No, not today. 've got a doughnut."

"Dude! C'mon!" Animal shouted. "Brave new world out there! You! Me! We are soooooo going to par-tay!"

Sokka lifted his head and blinked at Animal, drool rolling down his chin. "Wha? Zombies?"

"Wake up big brother!" Animal said with a wild grin. "No zombies! Just your favorite party animal! C'mon! Let's bail this place and run amok!"

"HUH?!?" Sokka asked, almost awake. And then he fell behind the counter.

Which wouldn't have been so bad, except Not Tiddles was still sleeping on his back. There was a screech that sounded like some hideous monster dying, and a bolt of fur shot out from behind the counter and hid in the back room.

"Hi!" Sokka said, trying to regain his composure as he stood up. "How can I help y-- DUDE!!!" He grinned and held out his hand for a high-five. "You're human again! WAZZAAAAAP!?!?"

"WAAAAAAZZZZZAAAP!?!?" Animal said smacking Sokka's hand. "I have no idea how this thing works, man. One moment I'm fuzzy. Next I'm not. Gotta love this place. Now come on! Let's blow this joint and hit the party spots!"

"Uhhh... But I'm..."

A few weeks of Umbridge had left him without much respect for authority. "But I'm supposed to be working" didn't really have any force to it anymore.

"DUDE! Gladys, hold the fort!!!" He vaulted over the counter. "Where to?"

In the distance, a puzzled golem asked "What Fort Are You Referring To?"

"Someplace where the chicks are hot and the booze is cold!" Animal said strutting to the door. "And where two dudes can truly be appreciated!"

She's NOT asleep. In fact, she never sleeps.

Coincidentally, they don't ever sleep, either.

Although the eyes peering out from the slots might be a little drowsy today.

Death to Umbridge!

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