I Don't Own Avatar: The Last Airbender.


Firm

She held him firm as he lay dying in her arms.

Toph found so many things in this situation ironic.

It was ironic that he had survived the battle with Ozai five years ago only to fall now.

It was ironic that she, the stubborn and unyielding earthbender, was the one with him for these moments. Katara seemed so much more suited to it.

It was ironic that, for all her admonitions to her student in his training about facing his problems head on and acting like an earthbender, all she found she wanted to do was close off her senses to the realities pervading them, turn tail, and run.

Because he was dying and there was no way she could stop it.

It was ironic that the one time she felt the urge to run away, was the one time she couldn't act on it.

Because he was dying and there was no way she could leave him here all alone.

The height of irony was that Toph, The Blind Bandit, The Greatest Earthbender In The World, would give up control of the element she loved more than her own life in an instant for the gentle, "sissy", healing powers of a waterbender. She would willingly become a helpless, fragile, truly blind girl if it meant he would live.

He was Hope.

He was Freedom.

Her Freedom.

He shouldn't be dying!

... But he was. And Toph was still just an earthbender.

So, she did the only thing she could for him. It was the same thing she always had done for him.

In his final moments, she kept him grounded.

To the end, she held him firm.


Notes: Ok, this is a drabble that just kind of came out during Chemistry class. (Yeah... I really should have been taking notes instead.) I really don't know where it came from, though. I am not particularly sad or anything. And I have never written a sad moment before. lol