Drabble.
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Aang ran around the campsite like Sokka on cactus juice.
Katara, Sokka, and Toph had stopped here out of sheer exhaustion. They had gone and flown through the last night, and they had to camp this night. Appa was simply out, sleeping and snoring as only a two-ton flying bison can. Sokka and Toph were tired, but still getting ready to get to sleep. Katara was trying to still Aang.
"Aang!" she called after him as he zoomed past on his air scooter. "Aang!" she called again as he went the other way. "You're overtired!" she had to yell to be sure he heard her, and even then she didn't think he was listening.
"Are you kidding?" he laughed, half insane. "I've never felt more awake! I'll never fall asleep!"
"You just think you're awake. Believe me; you're going to fall asleep on your feet at this rate."
In the background, Toph came up and poked Sokka's side to get his attention. Sokka gave her an annoyed look, before he realized she couldn't see it. This didn't seem to matter—she understood he was looking at her.
"Twinkle toes is gonna drop like a sack of rocks in five. Four. Three. Two…"
Sokka looked back to the airbender to find him on his back, one hand on his chest, the other stretched out on the side. He was snoring loud enough to rival his gargantuan pet, his mouth wide open for some unknown reason. The boy had fallen—somehow—right on top of his own sleeping bag. The sixteen-year-old let himself chuckle. Toph grinned, humored, but didn't acknowledge it anymore. They then went both went to their respective sleeping grounds.
Katara sighed, one similar to a mother who had attempted and somewhat succeeded to get a two-year-old to go to bed for the night: one of frustration, relief, and love.
With the others already asleep, the young waterbender stood where she was, watching Aang. It wasn't until he relaxed more—till his breathing became softer, his outstretched arm more limp, his over-expressive face holding un-tense eyebrows, and the edges of his now-closed mouth was being pulled up as though influenced by a sweet dream—that she finally rested.
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I've got to put up something. Total random drabble.