A/N: I worte this story a few years ago in response to a prompt in my creative writing class. The challenge was to write an entire story with characters in a car which they could leave but the car had to keep running at all times. I hope you enjoy this.

I can't believe I agreed to this. Why would I agree to this? Sometimes my feelings for Sokka get me into things no one else could get me to do. So, now I'm stuck on a ten-day road trip to New York. Just us two, all alone. Shit. This can only end badly. So here we are driving down the highway, already in North Carolina.

"Hey Toph, isn't this going to be great?" Sokka exclaims. The excitement in his voice annoys me deeply, "I can't wait to see the Statue of Liberty, it's going to be great!"

"Oh yea, real great," I reply, waving my hand in front of my blind eyes. I can tell he heard the sarcasm, good.

"Heh heh. Yea..." he replies akwardly. I can practically hear the blush spreading on his cheeks, he always seems to forget.

"How do you forget?" I ask astonished. I mean really, how is that overlooked?

All of the sudden I feel the car turning and then coming to a stop.

"Why are we stopping?"

" 'Cause we need gas."

As he gets out of the car I notice he isn't turning off the car.

"Sokka?"

"Yea?"

"Why aren't you turning off the car?"

"Why should I? It's just a waste of time."

"I can give you one really good reason."

"Yea? What's that?"

"I'M STILL IN THE CAR!"

"Nothing's going to happen."

I consider warning him about the man approaching, I think he's a cop, but decide not to.

"Sir?" inquires the cop.

"Yes sir?" Sokka asks nervously. I can only imagine the beads of sweat forming on his forehead and brow.

"Your engine is running and yet, yer puttin' gas in it."

"Is there a problem with that officer?"

"Of course there's a problem with that. It's against the law!"

"Oh, sorry sir, it won't happen again" Sokka loses all of his dignity this very moment. He drops to his knees and begs, "Please don't take me to jail!" I think he might just cry.

"Alright, alright son. I'll let you off with a warning this time. I know how embarrassing it would be to get arrested in front of your girlfriend."

"She's nmph!" Sokka's voice is muffled by me clamping my hand over his mouth roughly.

"Thank you sir." I reply sweetly.

"Have a nice day kids."

"You too." I say smiling at him. As soon as he was out of earshot I turn to Sokka and yell, "What the hell were you thinking? Leaving the car running while you put gas in it! You beg me to come on this trip with you for weeks, I finally agree, and then you decide to risk blowing me up!"

"But the car didn't blow up and I knew it wouldn't."

"Oh yea? How? How did you know the car wouldn't blow up?"

"My instincts told me."

"Sokka, I swear, I'm going to kill you as soon as this trip is over!"

"Why are you waiting 'til the end of the trip?"

"Would you rather me kill you now?"

"No, I just have a natural curiosity."

"Because, if I kill you now I'd have to call my parents to come get me and you know how much I would hate to have to ride all the way home with my parents. But, if I wait 'til the end of the trip to kill you I'll already be back with my parents and you'll be of no use to me."

"Aw, c'mon Toph, you know you love me."

He says it jokingly, but the sad thing is that it's true. It's for that very reason that I hate it when he jokes about love. It's just not that funny.

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