Hey all. Just a little thing that popped into my head at 5 am - my best thinking time. Morning now, so hopefully it's as good as I originally thought it might be...please R&R!

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Things I own: Seven half full note books.

Things I don't: Avatar.

It was another seemingly normal, snowy day in the Southern Water Tribe.

After restoring balance to the world, Avatar Aang took an early retirement of sorts, asking only to be called upon in case of an emergency. He explained to the world that he, like any man, wanted to spend therest of his life taking care of his wife, Katara, and his newborn daughter, Kaia Yue.

And today was another seemingly normal, snowy day in his home. Glancing around, Aang took a moment to take in his surrondings - he couldn't seem to do it enough. When Katara freed him from his icy prision ten years ago, the South Pole was practically baren and hopeless.

Although, when Master Pakku of the North Pole began rebuilding, the villigers where in shock. Thier humble home had become an extraordinary utopia, much like their sister tribe. Beautiful steps, and homes, lined the white walk ways. Tents had been taken down and replaced with gorgeous houses, their meesly campfire, now a roaring hearth.

A sigh erupted from beside him. When Aang turned, he saw Sokka admiring his home along side him.

"Can't believe how much it changed - but it's so much better than before. I'm glad we all cam back here to settle down." he noted. After the war ended, Aang, Katara, Sokka, and Suki all moved back to the South Pole, where Suki and Sokka soon had a moonlight wedding - Sokka wanted Yue to be there - eventually having twin boys, Songan and Sakoda.

"Well said, Mister Cheif, sir." Aang joked.

"Hey, now, Mister Avatar Balance-in-the-world-guy, I can play that card too." sokka replied. They laughed.

Then a scream erupteted from behind them.

"Katara!" Aang shouted, running into their home where the scream had come from. Shoving aside their door, and tumbling through various objects, untill her saw her, sitting randomly on the floor, holding Kaia. "What happened?" he begged.

Katara still seemed to be in shock. Then she started crying.

"Aang...Aang, give me a feather from your coat." she asked through tears, a smile hidden under her unbearable emotions. The request confused the young man, but he complied, plucking out a feather from his down parka.

"Watch just watch!" she cried, now in hysterics. Taking the feather lightly in her hand that wasn't supporting her baby girl, Katara simply tickled the feather under Kaia's nose.

Aang was now totally confused. Was Katara pregnant again? She had acted pretty crazed when she was.

"Watch." she whispered again, a sob of joy escaping her mouth. And then little deilcate baby Kaia sneezed - and sailed a couple feet into the air, taking Katara with her.

Aang stared in amazement. And suddenly he was holding his wife and daughter for dear life, sobbing hysterically.

Gently, without words, Katara handed the infant to her husband, who looked at her with joy, the same way he did when she was first born - another miracle.

"I'm so proud of you, my little Airbender." he told her.

And on that day, Aang was no longer the last airbender - and the repopulation of his people began.

She was in fact, a miracle baby.

Aww. The End! This is always how I pictured them after the world wasn't all crazy. Just being a family...

So how was is? Good?Bad? Really good? Really bad? Some adjective yet to be invented? Just a little one-shot I whipped up.

please review!