The sun was right at the hill, casting a shadow behind everything. Sokka studied Katara's facial expression. Then Aang got on one knee, pulled something out of his pocket, Katara's
eyes watered, and then shook her head no.
"Yes! She said no, thank God!"
Sokka said as he turned back around to watch the rest. She then leaped upon Aang, as they kissed they rolled down the hill, still trying to stay kissing they held each other tight.
Unfortunately they were unattached when they reached Sokka's feet, she and he were laughing.
"Oh Sokka!"
Katara tried to say but still laughing, she then tried to stand up, but fell; Aang helped her to sit up.
"Oh Sokka, wonderful news... Aang and I are getting married!"
She shouted and then practically had her hand in his face.
"He said;"
She continued.
"That the heart makes sacrifices for the ones it loves. Isn't that original?"
"Yeah real original, Katara, look your too young to marry, your 16, and he's 14, both of you are too immature! Hold it off, just for a little bit, please?"
Katara stopped giggling, and had a serious look.
"Your just jealous, because all the girls you love, just don't feel the same as you, you can't ever get a girl... I HATE YOU! I WISH YOU DIED, AND I NEVER HAD TO DEAL WITH YOU, EVER AGAIN!"
"Katara, Katara wait! Come back!"
Sokka shouted to her retreating back. When Katara got back to the camp, it was very cold, and she was in tears. She flopped down on her sleeping bag, and cried hard. She felt very hurt.
"Mom, I wish you were here, I need you, and I wish Sokka could have taken your place."
Then Katara fell asleep. Back on the hill Aang just walked away.
"Way to go Sokka, you moron! Now she wants you dead!"
Sokka said to himself. He glanced over across the hill at the ocean and saw...Ships.
"I'll take care of that later, right now I must fix things with Katara.
Sokka ran for the camp, then tripped, and rolled all the way back down the snowy hill back to camp.