Of All the Little Things
Just a buch of little oneshots involving the gAang, plus Iroh and Zuko. From sweet to sad, and everything in between.
Disclaimer; Avatar is not mine, and it most likely never will be.
Fight
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They were at it agian, all four of them. Sokka and Katara on one side, Toph and Zuko on the other. And it looked like it would get physical. Iroh and Aang exchanged worried looks.
"Like you could ever be trusted," Katara spat, her blue eyes glaring into Zuko's golden ones. A low growl escaped from the prince's throat.
"He is NOT staying!" Sokka's voice was quiet, but deadly.
"You touch Tea Guy's nephew, and I'll tear you to shreds!" Toph threatened angrily.
"Stay out of it, little girl, or you'll regret it!" Zuko hissed.
"Don't you dare threaten Toph!" Katara snarled.
"I don't need your help, Sugar Queen!" the blind girl snapped back.
"You can't even put posters up right!" Sokka reminded her coldly.
"That's nice!' Zuko growled sarcastically.
"Since when do you care?" Katara demanded.
"Stupid peasant!"
"Spoiled brat!"
"Callous jerk!"
"Pathetic little blind girl!"
"Scarface!"
"Idiot!"
"Outcast!"
"Water-rat!"
"Fire scum!"
"TRAITOR!!"
Everyone froze at the sound of Katara's voice, ringing loudly through the glade. Even Katara seemed shocked that she'd gone that far. Suddenly, Zuko's face was inches from her own, his eyes blazing.
"Never again, Katara!" he snarled, glaring straight into her eyes.
"Guys, come on," Aang reasoned. "Why are you all still fighting? Zuko and Iroh have been her for a week and they still haven't turned us in."
"That doesn't mean they won't!" Sokka pipped up.
"Not. Helping," Aang growled, getting angry himself. He was tired of the group's bickering. Spirits, but he hated it. Why they couldn't just get along was far beyond the young Avatar's understanding. "Look," he sighed, staring the four arguers down, "We're all tired, saying things we don't mean. We're in this together. Katara, look what this is doing! Zuko, look at Toph! Sokka, don't you get what your mistrust of firebenders is doing to this group? And Toph, how can you turn on a friend?!"
"Aang is right," Iroh agreed.
"Uncle -"
"No, Zuko!" Iroh snapped. "You've had your chance to talk and look what came of it! It is time you learned to listen! This arguing isn't helping anyone. Look at these people! Maybe you can't see it, and they can't see it in you, but all this is bringing anyone, is pain, plain and simple! Enough is enough!"
The four fighters stared at their feet. Zuko was the first to react.
"What are we doing?" he groaned, dropping down to sit on the ground. "This is so stupid."
"I'm sorry, Zuko," Katara whispered, catching the hurt undertone in the prince's voice. Sokka looked at Toph.
"I'm sorry, too," he muttered -- albeit grudgingly.
"Yeah, whatever," Toph sighed, her own way of apologizing and accepting apologies.
Aang smiled to himself as he watched the four of them apologize to eachother. Another conflict resolved. All in a day's work for the Avatar.
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heh, I had to do it. Hope you guys like it. Review, please!