A/N: This is for mah BB The Flower Girl (check out her fics, she's amazing!)~~~ She basically requested Tokka with the prompt 'Too much alcohol,' and well... this is what I came up with. (I can be amusingly cruel sometimes, bwaha.)

Too Much Liquor

"Oh, Sokka…," Toph moaned.

The watertribe warrior scooted closer to her, hand holding her unkempt hair back as well as any drunken man could. "It's okay, Toph," he said comfortingly, "just let it all out."

In seconds, the contents of her stomach escaped her lips; she cradled her bucket closer and whined. "I never get sick," she complained when she was done throwing up for the moment. "You always get sick, and I always laugh."

Sokka tutted and rose a finger, stating, "That's what you get for going up against every person in the bar tonight. You can't out-drink everyone on a holiday."

If she could see, she would have shot daggers at him. Her stomach twisted in her gut, and she bit her lip. "Damn it… now I know how you feel after bar hopping with me for a week." It was a feeble attempt at teasing, but she still felt like crap afterwards.

"I resent that! I have gotten much better at holding my liquor, thankyouverymuch." He shoved his nose in the air, offended.

"Right, right. It is nice to hang out with someone who doesn't get wasted with one shot, I'll admit." Toph chuckled as she remembered the first time they took Aang drinking. It was the first (and last) time a village kicked the Avatar out for streaking. She promptly puked after said memory. "Shit," she hissed, wiping her lips off. "I love this stupid bucket. Can I take it home with us?"

"Only if you promise to take good care of it," Sokka told her.

"Carry me home?" was her next question, a little meeker.

With an eye roll (she was just milking this, wasn't she?), he put his back to her. "Climb aboard, lady Toph, and your carriage will take you to your humble abode."

She wrapped one arm around his neck while the other tried to keep the vomit-filled bucket away from Sokka's face. Her legs wrapped easily around his waist. Burying her head into his wolftail, she grumbled, "Watch the bumps," and grunted when he swayed a little too far to the right. At least he offered… right? Toph hid her smile against the back of his neck.