*Amon has Jinora and Ikki cornered. They remain determined, crouching in a fighting stance*
Amon: Say goodbye to your bending
Jinora: Not so fast! We have our secret weapon!
Amon: Let me guess? The Avatar?
Ikki: Nope! Our five-year-old brother!
* Meelo races in, cackling. He leaps onto Amon’s back, and begins chewing the top of his head. He then runs around, like a madman, yelling and screaming, before swinging from Amon’s arm, and neglecting to figure out what is and is not a toilet *
Amon: Alright! Take your bending! Take your precious Avatar! Take Republic City! Just get it off me!