Sokkarang-A ship between Sokka and his boomerang
"So, Sokka. Who do you like? Is it Suki? Or maybe Toph?" pondered Katara and Aang. "Does it even matter?" "Of course it does, Sokka we want you to be happy!" He did like someone. Or should he say something. "Even if I did like someone, I wouldn't tell the two biggest blabber mouths in all four nations," sighed Sokka. "I guess you're right, Sokka. See ya later we are meeting up with Toph if you wanna join us." Katara told him. Why did everybody think he liked Toph? "Nah, catch you guys later though." They finally left and Sokka was all alone. Well almost all alone. There, sitting in the corner was his beloved boomerang. She had never let him down, not once. He wished he could just marry his boomerang and put a stop to all this nagging. Wait. That wasn't a bad idea actually. There was no rule saying he couldn't marry his boomerang. "Hey, boomerang. Love you." Nothing. But that was okay because he wouldn't have to deal with her blabbing his ears off. Boomerang was the one thing he had always truly loved. It would be a PERFECT wife for him. "Come on, boomerang. Time to tell everyone the good news." And then the two lovers left, happy to be in another's company.