fandomtownies | Imperial Junke Yard, Thursday

Sokka had (handwavily) been back to the junkyard a few times, trying to figure out how exactly he was going to forge a sword for himself. So far, he'd been unable to cut, melt, bend, dent, or even scratch the sheets of metal he hoped to use. That boded well for the finished product, but sort of sucked for actually MAKING anything. He was debating the merits of asking to borrow one of the Jedis' lightsabers when a gremlin pounced on his head. "OW! Not AGAIN!!!"

Oscar the Grouch felt awfully naked, so he quickly hopped into a nearby garbage can. Once safe, he looked around and an uncharacteristic smile spread across his face. "Look at all this GARBAGE!!!" he shouted. "I'm in HEAVEN!!!"

[Open like a junkyard]