Toph and Sokka (not necessarily Tokka). Fluff/Drama/Angst/Friendship/Romance-and general all around goodness. Inspired by, and based very loosely on the novel One Day by David Nicholls. If you haven't read it I suggest you do, cause it's adorable. A look into one day, July 15, of each year of Toph and Sokka's friendship. Admittedly, I'm sort of embarrassed about this one, but the plot bunnies just wont leave me alone. Modern AU.
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar the Last Airbender, nor do I own One Day. If I did, then why would I be writing this?
The White Lotus Pub, Ba Sing Se, Earth Kingdom.
Toph finished the last sip of her drink, sitting down next to the birthday girl, she placed her glass on the table with a loud 'clink' before leaning back in her chair. Her roommate, Katara, quickly refilled the glass and pushed it towards her with a silly grin, which was entirely lost on the blind woman. Toph just rolled her sightless eyes. "What are you trying to do, get me drunk?"
Katara just giggled. "Maybe," she purred in a voice like velvet, indicating that she was already way past her limit.
Toph sighed, lifting her glass once more. She took a tentative sip, pure plum ice wine. It was thick, syrupy, and sweet. Very sweet. Katara had had it imported from the south earlier that week 'it isn't every day that a girl turns twenty-one' she had said excitedly, which was completely true but Toph still thought that Katara may have been going a little over board on the festivities.
She sighed once more, swishing the liquid around in the wine glass.
"Katara!" came the slurred yell of a man from across the room.
"Sokka!" Katara exclaimed, standing as she greeted the man, who, upon further inspection, had brought two other's.
"Hey Toph," Zuko greeted as he plunked down beside her, helping himself her her drink. "Blek" Toph giggled, she had never heard such a sound escape the serious young 'prince' "what is this stuff?" he asked as he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand.
"Ice Wine, plum to be more specific," she replied smoothly. "Who's the loud guy?" she asked, planting her feet firmly on the ground.
"That's Katara's," Aang had started, but was cut off with
"I'm Katara's brother," the man said loudly, leaning across the table, "Sokka," there was a pause and Toph wasn't sure if he was holding his hand out to her or not "You've probably seen me around..."
Snorting quietly, she raised her hand to take another sip of her drink, but was surprised when, instead, he forced his hand into hers. His hands were huge, and worn, his handshake was firm. "I'm afraid I haven't seen you around,"
"Really?" he asked, leaning on the rickety old table. "Are you sure about that?" he must have thought he was being really smooth, but the fire whiskey on his breath, and the slurring in his speech took care of his charms, if he even had any.
"Uh, yes, I'm positive..." she grinned, an evil, demonic look if anything.
Sokka hummed as he positioned himself between his sister and the young earthbender. He pushed the table out slightly, an accident of course, but with unfortunate ramifications. The wine glass, which Zuko and Toph had been sharing just previously, scooted backward, landing itself right in between the pair, spewing thick purple alcohol all over the laps of Zuko and Toph.
"Oh," Aang chuckled "I'll get some napkins," he laughed as he stood, making his way to the bathroom.