Just a short, short little thing that popped in to my head the other day. It probably sucks, but whatever. I've been in a writing slump, and this is the first thing I've written in a while that I actually somehwhat like.
Avatar: The Last Airbender and all related characters belong to Bryke/Nickelodeon. Not me. Nooope, not me.
From the very first moment that Sokka had found out that his wife was pregnant, he couldn't help but wonder. Wonder if this child would share its mother's eyes, those milky green eyes that Sokka loved to stare deeply in to, even if they couldn't do the same. He couldn't help but wonder every other second of his wife's pregnancy how he we would feel. Would he be proud of this child no matter what? Would he turn in to his wife's father, and shield the child from everything? What if the child couldn't bend, and wasn't even able to learn to "see" the way its mother had? Sokka went crazy thinking of his child's future, and he was almost scared of how fast those nine months went by.
So, years later, when the child was grown, whenever Sokka would look in to the child's eyes, he remembered his worries and almost laughed. Laughed at how he could be so frightened of his own child's eyes. How most parents barely give a moment's thought to their child's' eyes, and how he on the other hand had thought of them every moment. He almost laughed as he looked straight in to those eyes.
Those bright blue eyes.