"Three more days…" whispered Aang to Katara.

Three days until Aang's sixteenth birthday.

Three days until they would finally be married.

They sat on the couch and stared at each other with the same eager gawk.

"Alright you two lovebirds, break it up!" said Sokka, charging into the room with a scroll.

"What's that?" asked Aang.

Sokka opened up the scroll and cleared his throat.

"Alright! Zuko and Mai are coming to Ba Sing Se for the wedding!"

"That's wonderful! I'm glad they could find the time to come and visit. It will be nice to see them again!" said Katara, smiling.

The air was filled with the smell of fire.

"Oh no, my sea prunes!"

Katara ran out of the room to tend to her burned prunes.

"You do know what this means, don't you?" said Sokka.

Aang stared at him like he had four heads.

"We're having a guy's night out before the wedding of course!"

"Sokka, I don't think it's a good idea to—"

"Nonsense, what could possibly go wrong? As your future big brother-in-law, I think you should just trust me on this one. I'll do all the planning. This is going to be a night to remember."