Author's Note

This was a prompt sent to me on tumblr, if you'd like to send me a prompt you can find me at quiddityofstars.


"Are we going to let them win? No!"

"Are we going to let them win?" Sokka asked, determination in his eyes.

Suki, standing next to him with her elbow resting on his shoulder, looked a little amused but shook her head, "No!"

"Right! We will trample them into the dust!" Sokka looked at the ground they were standing on. "Or sand, I guess."

"But Sokka," Aang sounded a little hesitant as he stood on Sokka's other side, "that sounds a little violent. Can't we just… win nicely?"

Sokka shook his head. "That attitude is going to get us nowhere."

"Well, firstly you're not going to win at all." Katara began from where she stood on the other side of the net, holding the ball. "And secondly, I think you are taking this a little seriously, Sokka, it's just a game."

Her brother sighed. "And you're never going to win with that attitude, dear sister."

Katara rolled her eyes but Toph voiced her opinion from where she lounged in a beach chair on the sidelines, "He's right, sugar queen, you're two to three, you'll need to be more competitive than that if you want to win."

"Well we wouldn't be two to three if you agreed to play." Zuko pointed out from where he stood next to Katara.

Toph made a dismissive gesture. "I am better suited to the role of referee. I don't know how you expect me to play when I'm at a disadvantage with flying objects." She waved her hand in front of her eyes.

Aang looked confused, "But doesn't that mean you can't referee either?"

"Enough stalling Katara!" Sokka pointed at his sister, "Just throw the ball already!"

Katara narrowed her eyes, then shared a determined look with Zuko, before throwing the ball up in the air with an elegant sweep of her arm.