Inspired by my "Day in the Life of the Firelord" post, I give you...
A Day in the Life of Appa
9:00 am: Woken up again by tiny girl who likes to start earth quakes. She's really starting to piss me off.
9:30 am: Eat breakfast of hay provided by goofy bald boy. Man, this kid is needy. Stop hugging me already.
11:00 am: Flying monkey thing talks my ear off again. Would like to bite monkey's head off, but bald kid is always around. ...Maybe later.
12 noon: Bald kid, tiny girl, naggy chick and loud guy hop on my back and expect me to fly them places -again. "Yip yip"? I got your yip yip right here, you lousy...
2:00 pm: Stop for lunch. Surprise -more hay. Where's the meat? I should just eat you all. Especially naggy chick. Mmm, dark meat.
3:00 pm: Bald kid engages in another round of "snuggle the bison." Sheesh, kid, get a girlfriend already.
4-8 pm: More flying around. You people would be so screwed without me.
8:00 pm: Finally stop. Break camp for the night. Tiny girl and naggy chick go at it. Whoo-hoo, Cat Fight! Kick her ass, naggy chick!
11:00 pm: For some reason we're flying again. Whatever.
1-5 am: Stop again. Start again. Stop again. Start again. I think we're being chased.
7:00 am: Flying yet again. Decide to play prank -pretend to fall asleep. Kids yell in terror as we plummet towards ground. Bwahahaha! Psyche!
7:10 am: Tiny chick and naggy girl go at it again. Darn, no blows thrown. Appa wanna see some mud-wrestling! Tiny chick storms off. Good riddance.
8-9 am: Given bath. About time, people! I still got Swampbender stench all over me! Wait, am I losing all my hair? Great, just what I need, to look more like bald boy.
10:30 am: And we're flying again. Bald kid goes off alone. Forgets to hug me. Thank God.
11:30 am: Crash land. Sick of this BLEEP. Going to sleep. A depressing-looking chick and her busty friend attack us. Yeah, right. Have fun swimming, beeyawches!
12-3 pm: Left alone with yapping monkey thing. Too tired. Kill later.
4-7 pm: Kids are back. More flying. Surprise, surprise.
9:00 pm: Break camp. Sleep -finally!
9:15 pm: Bald kid makes lip-smacking sounds in his sleep, mutters "Katara, I wuv you." God, what a loser. Somebody kidnap me, please.