Sokka sat down to write a few words about himself, but his train of thought always led back to the one person that seemed to define him. He shrugged and cast a glance at the ceiling, as if to say, Fine, Universe, have it your way, and began to write.

I always pictured myself as a proud warrior, a knight in shining white armor, a rescuer of damsels in distress. I always thought I'd end up saving some slender, willowy beauty and the two of us would fall madly in love with each other.

But I couldn't save Yue, and Suki just wasn't ready for it. Yue gave her life to save the world's, and indirectly my own. Suki saved me quite a few times, which earned her my love but also turned her away from me.

I thought I was hopeless. I thought I had nothing to offer anyone. Eventually, Zuko had to drag me to one of his royal banquet-ball things. I danced with a few girls, a fake smile plastered on. Eventually, I pleaded fatigue and broke away from the crowd.

That's when I truly saw her, for the first time seeing what she had become to me. She had saved my life a few times as well, more than Suki had, but still she treated me the same, sarcasm and biting wit. All in all, I decided, she had become MY knight, in ragged metal armor, yet a knight nonetheless. I found that I no longer had to strive to save someone just to be loved. I could sit back and let HER do the saving.

Katara was pestering her about something and looking my way. She was blushing; her green gown stood out among the reds and oranges of the Fire Nation and the blue me and my sister wore. I caught maybe three words by lip-reading: dance with him.

As stunning as she was, I didn't approach her immediately. I waited until Aang dragged Katara away to make my move. I walked up and asked, "She's bugging you to dance with me, isn't she?"

"Yeah. It's so freaking annoying," the woman responded.

"I got an easy way to deal with this." The last song of the night came on. "Dance with me."

"Well... okay," she responded. That last dance was heaven, and the rest is history.

I sat down to write about myself, but I wound up thinking that I was so unlike what I once had thought myself to be, and I was okay with that. I didn't wind up with the willowy beauty; I wound up with the best earthbender in the world, a strong type of beauty that could've ground me into dust, but graciously allowed me to live, as she sometimes reminds me.

I never would have thought I'd end up with Toph Bei Fong. Then again, I never thought I was the one that needed saving.