DISCLAIMER: I don't own Avatar, but if I did, that would rock...this story takes places directly after what we saw in the series finale, and continues from that very last, beautiful scene (go kataang), onwards. Here we go!
"Well, I think you all look perfect!" Toph said, looking at Sokka's painting.
"Hey quit making fun of me! I tried really hard!" Sokka rebutted. "Now that the war is over, I shall focus on my ultimate passion: art!" he said as he flung his paintbrush in the air and splattered ink all over Zuko's face.
"Ack!" Zuko gagged and left to clean off his face.
"So that's your ultimate passion? You need a lot of work." Suki said leaning over the table to look at the painting once more.
"Oh, and you think you can do any better?" Sokka asked.
"Just hand me the brush." Suki said, with confidence.
But all of them were oblivious to the more interesting event occurring outside of the house...
Aang and Katara broke away from each other after kissing for well over a minute and a half. They stared at each other lovingly, then they broke out into laughter.
"Wow." Katara said. "That was new!"
Aang blushed in embarrassment. "Um...sorry." he said.
"Why are you apologizing?" Katara asked. She leaned in again and they kissed, this time Aang put his hand on her cheek.
"There's no ink left." Suki said in disappointment.
"Well...I kinda messed up a few times. I think there's more outside in a storage chest." Sokka replied.
Suki set the brush down on the table and walked out the front door onto the porch. Aang and Katara were still kissing.
"Well I came at a bad time." Suki said smiling.
They broke apart and Suki walked over to them.
"Whatcha been doing?" she asked knowingly.
"Look, Suki, you can't tell anyone about this." Katara said blushing.
"Okay. So Aang, how's being a hero making out?" Suki joked.
Katara frowned. Aang blushed. Suki laughed.