Ty Lee was treating herself to her tenth round of desserts when a shadow fell over her platter of chocolate-frosted flaky rolls, and the sweet, mellow scent that lingered in the bakery was eclipsed by the earthy reek of sweat and body odor. This didn't dissuade Ty Lee from starting on another pastry, but she did turn to check out what was making the bakery smell like the Kiyoshi warriors' laundry room.

"I....I found you!" Katara stood erect, clearly out of breath and exercised past her comfort zone. Her chin seemed to recede into her soft face every time she inhaled, making her double chin wax and wane in thickness. "Ty Lee, you need to reverse the chi block on yourself and Suki!"

"I will! As soon as I'm done eating, Katara!" Ty Lee gestured towards the twenty or thirty pastries sitting on her table. Ty Lee's exposed stomach had rounded out into a firm ball, clearly bloated by the dense cremes and doughs she had been scarfing down for quite some time. "You also need to stop eating!" Katara reached out and grabbed an elongated pastry covered in chocolate fudge, and crammed it into her own mouth. This instantly made Ty Lee pout. "Hey, I can always order more, y'know! Eating my sweets won't make me stop!" Katara shook her head. "No, I'm eating your food because I just can't resist! I'm starving! That's exactly my point Ty Lee, you may feel good now, but it's like stopping your acrobatic routine; the longer you relax, the harder it is to come back from it!"

"Oooh...I get it." Ty Lee put a half-eaten pastry down on her plate. She seemed somber for a moment and put a finger to her lip. "This is gonna stink when I stop in a week or so." She snatched up the half-eaten pastry and gulped it down without fanfare.

Katara grit her teeth. "A week is too long! You'll be way too far gone! What are these called by the way?" Katara had grabbed another pastry mid speech and was now pointing toward it. "Oh, those are chocolate-frosted flaky rolls!" Katara gestured to the baker, a cheery looking woman who couldn't have weighed less than 300 pounds, called out an order for thirty chocolate covered flaky rolls, and turned back to Ty Lee. "Forget I just did that and stop eating!!" Katara knew Ty Lee's childlike naivete would try her patience, but she was so frazzled from her waddle through town that she could barely keep her thoughts coherent.

The baker soon had Katara's order ready. Placing a bamboo tray filled with fattening delights onto the counter top, she beamed at the two girls that had quickly become the day's best customers. "Excuse me sweetheart, may I ask where you got your outfit?" Katara looked up at the baker as she grabbed her sweets. "Oh; my grandmother made them for me...why do you ask?" The bosomy woman smiled warmly at Katara. "You must have the same dress size as my oldest daughter, and your robe is just beautiful!"
Katara blushed slightly. "Oh...thank you...but I'm embarrassed, I'm kind of outgrowing it..."
"Well, that's only natural!" The baker replied, still smiling.

As Katara returned to Ty Lee, Katara felt oddly soothed. "Maybe I'm not such a freak after all...just a little full figured..." she thought. Katara saw that Ty Lee had gobbled up the last of her 10th round of pastries.

"I'm -so- up for elevenths!" Ty Lee shouted, waving at the baker, who went right to work.