This is for Rebbe, once again, because I needed something to write and she needed her Avatar fix.
dis: i don't own.
Idiocy and earthbending. That's all it was. Idiocy and earthbending.
Toph smirked, closing her sightless eyes, as she walked up casually behind the sleeping form of her boyfriend. Even if she hadn't been able to see through her earthbending, Sokka was snoring fit to wake the dead. Even a deaf person could find him. Smirking again, Toph concentrated lightly and made the ground toss Sokka into the air.
"Rise and shine, Tough Guy!" she shouted as the man landed with a dull THUMP.
"Wha-who-huh?" Sokka sputtered, looking around wildly. He was already reaching for his boomerang. "Where's the attack?"
The earthbender held out her hand, and the boomerang jerked itself out of his hand and flew into hers. "Uh uh, Tough guy. Didn't you say you wanted to get to the capital early?" the girl taunted. "I don't think it gets much earlier than this."
Sokka looked around blearily. He could just barely make out the ostrich-horses that were taking them to the capital in the dim early-morning gloom, along with their bed rolls and supply packs. The sky was just starting to lighten to pink and orange.
"Toph, the sun isn't even up yet…" he whined. Toph glared at him with startling accuracy.
"Well, gee, Sokka, I wouldn't know, being blind and all," she retorted scathingly. Even half asleep, Sokka could hear the venom in that statement and cringed. Before he could reply, he was tossed into the air again, landing on his ostrich-horse's back still in his sleeping-bag.
"Time to go, Tough Guy."
Sighing in defeat, he slid off the animal's bad and rolled up his sleeping bag. Toph had evidentally packed up everything else, like usual.
Toph watched her boyfriend packing up and grinned to herself. Aang and Katara had nothing on them. Aang and Katara were genius and sheer power.
Toph and Sokka were idiocy and earthbending, and that suited her just fine. She didn't want more than that, anyways.
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