Because of a few inspiring reviews from Tokka fans, I decided to conduct a Tokka series of drabbles, poems, AU oneshots, future-related oneshots, and others. Hopefully this turns out well, ne?

The first is an oneshot that randomly popped into my head. :D

It was cold, so very cold. How can the earth betray her this way? The rock was cold against her skin and it felt numbing, like when you hold ice on a wound for too long.

Across the way he felt it, too. His sleeping bag kept his body warm, but his face could feel the rush of the night air, nipping at his nose with bitter coldness. It was merely spring, so it made sense that it could get as cold at night as a winter day, but he had not expected it here in the Earth Kingdom. Vaguely he wondered how everyone else was doing.

Toph shivered, so she tried to make a blanket of earth about her, but dirt and rock was not so insolating; it did not make her colder, but it did not make hr warmer, either.

Sokka rolled onto his side, trying to sleep a little better with his face out of the wind. He opened his eyes after a moment, sighing. But then something caught his attention: a figure a little ways away, tossing and turning. They obviously couldn't sleep, and they looked like they were shivering. "Toph?" he asked the sleepless figure.

She stopped moving for a moment, then turned to look at him. "Yeah?"

"Are you okay? You look cold."

A little embarrassedly she turned away. "No. I'm fine." But despite herself, she quaked with a shiver. This frustrated her, so she flopped over onto her side (facing away from Sokka) and closed her eyes.

He didn't like that. Thinking quickly with a smile, Sokka pulled his sleeping bag off of himself (ignoring the sudden cold) and unzipped it, turning it into a blanket. He walked over to where the 12-year-old earthbender lay, and draped the sleeping bag over her, climbing in next to her. "There, that better?"

He couldn't see her face, but in the dark a mad blush crept onto her face, and her eyes went a little wide for a second. Then, after a deep breath, she regained her composure and said jokingly, "Guess you cleaned your funky sleeping bag, huh?"

Sokka frowned. "I did, for your information. And you know, I didn't have to share it with you –"

"Oh, shove it, Sokka. I was just messing with you. But … thanks. It was pretty cold here on the ground…"

Sokka softened and smiled, rolling over onto his side so that he wasn't facing Toph. "'Night," he said sleepily.

She smiled to herself as well, and closed her eyes, finally warm.

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