Hello!

So I've been reading a lot of ATLA/LOK fanfiction and blogs and this idea popped into my head two days ago.

It could be a multi-chapter if you guys like it and if anything, I'll just write an ending chapter if it feels incomplete.

Hope you guys enjoy!

As the sunset on the dock of the Avatar's home island off coast of the Earth Kingdom, one small boy watched as the last gleams of the sun dissapeared behind the horizon.

Bumi was curled up. He was quite bored and annoyed at the fact that no one was there to hang out or play with him.

Bumi was the only one of the Avatar's children who wasn't practicing their bending and sometimes Bumi liked it that way.

Of course, since it was their parents training them to be bending masters, there was no one left to watch or entertain. Being the only non-bender in a family full of talented benders and being named after one wasn't very nice. It often had Bumi alone and left to his own devices. There were only so many times you could read the whole library at the temple or listen to awful daily readings of the "The Last Airbender" before getting bored.

Bumi was a smart child, being able to learn quickly and understand more than his siblings. He often bested his father in a game of Pai Sho with his outstanding strategy skills, could recite simple facts about all the nations, and drove Tenzin mad with his challeging arguments about the political standing of Yu Dao, which always made sense and were solid.

But alone, he was weak. There was nothing to do on the island where their home was based that was appropriate for a child his age.

At least until the kids met their uncle Sokka of the Water Tribe. While Kya and Tenzin loved their uncle, Bumi was the one who idolized them.

While the rest of the world always idolized his father, Master of the four elements, his mother, Master Waterbender and Healer, or his "aunt", the chief and creator of the Metalbending Academy, it was Sokka's ability to hold himself up in battle, without bending, that drew Bumi in.

"Bumi, is that you? What are you doing out here? Your mom is going to be mad that you're out here in the cold." Sokka announced as he spotted the young boy sitting with his chin resting on his knees.

Bumi looked up and saw his uncle heading his way. He immediately brightened up and ran to meet with him.

"Uncle Sokka! What are you doing here?" He said as he wrapped his arms around his tall uncle's waist in a tight hug.

Sokka patted the young boy's head as he answered his question.

"I'm here to visit you all. The rest of the council is casting their votes for the next Fire Nation representative. I did it already and they granted me vacation time. Where are your parents?" He asked, looking around.

Bumi pulled away from his beloved uncle angrily. He sat on the ground again in the position he was in earlier and huffed.

"They're training my siblings." He said bitterly.

Sokka noticed the change in tone in his nephew's voice and sat down right next to him.

"What's wrong Bumi? What's the matter?" He said soothingly

Bumi stayed silent. Sokka sighed and started to rub his back.

"What is it kid? You can tell me."

"I hate not being a bender. No one pays attention to me. I want to bend! I want to feel important." He said quietly

Sokka widened his eyes in surprise. He didn't know Bumi had felt this way.

"You know, when I was younger, I felt exactly like you did. Katara was always the special one. She could waterbend and heal and fight and all I could do was wave my boomerang around. I kept thinking how I was supposed to compare to someone who could move water whenever they wanted. I felt useless, especially when it came to fighting in the Hundred Year War. I saw all these benders around me, taking on ten people at a time without breaking a sweat. I could only handle two, three at the most and I was tired by the end of it. I was so sick of it."

Bumi looked at his uncle, who paused in his story.

"What did you do? How did you get through all that?"

"I found a master."

Bumi looked at Sokka in confusion.

"A master? A master of what?" He asked

"A sword master. I found one in the Fire Nation and he taught me about the ways of the sword. He was also a non-bender and was willing to teach people from all nations as long as they were worthy."

Bumi thought about what his uncle had just said.

A master, someone who could teach me. Just me, not my siblings.

"Do you think you can be my master, uncle Sokka? You could teach me about sword-fighting and boomerang throwing and whatever else you wanted to!" Bumi said happily

Sokka considered his nephew's words before answering.

"I need to talk to your parents, but it's a definite possibility."

Bumi cheered as he hugged his uncle.

"Thanks Uncle Sokka!"

Sokka returned his nephew's hug and stood up.

"Come on, let's go interrupt your family's training." He said, with a turn of his head.

Bumi smiled and followed his uncle to the house.

"I want to teach Bumi how to fight." Sokka announced as he helped Aang and Katara clear the table after their welcoming feast for Sokka.

The two of them turned around to face Sokka and looked at him in confusion.

"Why do you want to teach him how to fight? He's already a hyper child, he doesn't need weapons thrust into his life." Katara argued

Sokka sighed as he placed the dishes in the sink. They were going to need some convincing.

"Katara, he's miserable." He said sadly

Katara opened her mouth to argue before Aang grabbed her arm.

"What do you mean he's miserable? Did he say something to you?" Aang asked with concern

"He mentioned it when I saw him earlier. He was sulking on the cliff out back when I found him. He hates that he can't bend. He says that when you guys go to train Kya and Tenzin, he feels forgotten."

"But he knows what we're doing is import-"

"But it doesn't matter, Katara. He still feels left out. You, Aang, Kya, and Tenzin were blessed with your bending abilities. No offense, but you don't really understand what it feels like to be a non-bender in a group of benders."

Aang and Katara looked guilty as they thought of their son.

They loved their children equally, there was no doubt about that. However, they were starting to realize that they did often leave Bumi behind.

Katara wouldn't lie, she was happy when it was discovered that Kya was a waterbender. After being the only one in the Southern Water Tribe, you take what you get.

Aang was ecstatic at the fact that Tenzin was an Airbender. He knew that the Airbending gene was very strong and could possibly create a new set of airbenders.

They both took their children to training very soon, unwittingly leaving Bumi behind in the process.

"So you really think that teaching Bumi how to fight will help him?" Aang asked

"Quite honestly, yes. I think that if he has something to do and something to learn, he;ll be better off than just laying around the house doing nothing."

Katara looked at Aang and nodded.

"We will let you train Bumi. Just please," he paused for a moment to share eye contact with Sokka, "please be careful. I know he needs this." Aang said, quietly saying the last words.

Sokka smiled and hugged his brother in law.

"I promise to keep him safe. I can't promise that he won't come home without bruises, because come on, it's Bumi. I'll protect him."

Katara smiled and went in for her own hug.

"Where are you going to train him?" She asked curiously

"I want to start here, where he's comfortable. But eventually, he'll have to learn about other terrains. Maybe the Southern Water Tribe and Kyoshi Island." Sokka stated confidently.

"That doesn't sound like a bad idea, maybe we could visit the Southern Water Tribe together. Like a family vacation!" Katara exclaimed.

"Katara, before we start planning vacations and trips, I think it's better if we tell Bumi the news." Sokka said looking over to the corridor that separated the kitchen from the rest of the house.

"Oh, he already knows. I can feel him jumping up and down behind the door." Aang said, pointing to his feet.

"Then we have nothing to worry about." Sokka said.

All the adults laughed as Bumi was still jumping.

He was finally going to be able to do something. Something that could help his family.

Bumi finally had a master.

Author's Note:

So, how was it?

If you guys want to see more, send me requests of weapons or fighting styles Bumi should learn.

I definitely want to write chapters on Sword, Boomerang, Some sort of Kyoshi Island Warrior ways, and maybe a chapter of Ice dodging.

Thank You for reading and please review!

-Cali-447