Hey guys! Guess what?? It's Kataang week! This is my first one so don't be too harsh.

Well, this is the first prompt, Mischief. I guess this takes place sometime in the year after the series finale while they're traveling again or whatnot.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Avatar...or Sokka's boomerang skills.

MISCHEIF

Waterbending practice, I thought, yeah right. How stupid did Aang and Katara think I am? I can barely get them to keep their hands off of each other in public and I was supposed to trust them to go be alone, half-naked, and wet together? No way.

I scanned the trees that surrounded the small, shallow pond my sister and Aang were using for bending practice, looking for one that'd be noiseless and easy to climb. I wasn't against Katara and Aang having alone time together—every couple needed it—but I wasn't sure I liked them being alone and so sparsely clothed. I hoisted myself easily on to a thick branch and watched Katara and Aang bend.

So far, so good, I thought. They were doing some complicated form that looked suspiciously like the dance they'd done at the dance party Aang threw in that fire nation town. I could hear Katara giggle when their faces came within centimeters of each other. I had to admit, they were pretty perfect for each other, though I'd never tell them that. I could see the way they looked at each other—it was the way Suki and Yue had both looked at me and the way I believed I'd looked at them. I knew Aang wouldn't ever hurt Katara or do anything with her that she didn't want to do, but I still calculated the angle I'd have to throw my new boomerang in to hit Aang in the back of the head, should things get out of hand.

Katara spun into Aang's arms and he dipped her backwards, exactly like when they had danced at the party. I watch him tighten his grasp around Katara's waist—so she wouldn't fall, probably—and kissed her. Watching my sister get kissed made me want to strangle Aang and barf at the same time. I gave him ten seconds before I'd interrupt him with a boomerang in his head. I moved on the tree branch, ready to throw my boomerang. 5, 4, 3…

As I was about to release my weapon, Katara suddenly slid out of Aang's arms and into the shin-deep water.

"Katara!" I vaguely heard Aang exclaim. He knelt to Katara's side and I think I saw Katara's hand around the back of his head, pulling him down further. She must have been whispering in his ear because Aang lips didn't make contact with her neck like I thought they were going to. Aang pulled away smiling and pulled Katara up.

They began bending again, swirling the water back and forth between them. It circled around them again and again, picking up speed. Katara and Aang's arms then opened toward me and I found my self knocked out of the tree, soaking wet. Katara and Aang soon stood over me with their arms crossed.

"That's why you shouldn't spy on us," Katara said before hitting me with another wave of water. They turned and walked back to camp laughing. Stupid bending.

Heehee...not my best, but I like the idea.

Sokka's point of view on Kataang? Awesome to write. I adore his big-brotherly-ness. :)

For people waiting for the next chapter of The Kataang Chronicles...I promise I'll start working on it as soon as Kataang Week is over.