Hi people! And welcome to me and Marla's humble, little version of all those Tokka 100 prompts you see out there. Hopefully there will be something in ours that stands out to you enough to review, but then again, you never know. A quick special thanks to Skrybble whos awsome Tokka 100 inspired us to get off our lazy bums and start doing our own. Also if it wasn't for them we would've never found the Tokka prompts (Which in case your wondering, you have to google. So dont go looking for a complete list somewhere here on Fanfic).
Anyway, we've decided to start with number 13-Ice, dispite RubyT's irrational fear of the number. I'm not even kidding, she won't even ride the bumper cars if she gets stuck with number 13. Its adorable...
Btw, we own nothing! We don't even own the show on DVD because we are too poor. We have to steal our friend Celeste's; and she has a knive collection! Its like trying to steal candy from Mai! We have the scars to prove it!
#13- Ice
Each year, on the anniversary of the end of the Hundred-Years War, they would all reunite for one long celebration, as well as to discuss political issues such as rebellions and peace treaties.
Of course Toph only cared much about the former. Tonight would be the third anniversary so far, and if it was anything like the last ones, she'd already be plastered by midnight.
The first party, exactly one year from the wars end, took place in the new Firelord's palace. Nobody had expected Toph to be much of a drinker, but the whole night, as Aang and Zuko discussed the battles against small ragtag teams of Ozai loyalists, she spent it sneaking drinks away one by one.
The only one who had noticed was Sokka, but he was far too interested in what drunk Toph would be like to actually stop it. Needless to say, the palace's ballroom was never quite the same again. Metalbending, although quite useful in the right situation, had quickly proven to be very unhelpful when it came to preventing large amounts of expensive property damage.
Zuko had declared it the last time they'd ever hold the anniversary celebration in his home.
The next year, they had all met at the Western Air Temple. Guests arrived by airship in such large numbers that all of the pounding feet quickly gave Toph a headache. Although by now she had "learned her lesson" when it came to alcohol, the fourteen-year-old girl quickly threw these lessons to the wind when faced with exactly how irritating the party was. The way she saw it, if she had to wear a dress, then she'd better have enough liquor in her system to forget about it.
That temple, to this day, will never quite look the same.
So now here she was: riding by ship to the location of the new anniversary party where she couldn't wait to raise hell. She was fifteen now, and just like the years before, nothing was going to get in her way.
At least this is what she thought before they landed.
Although she couldn't see it, each direction seemed to stretch out endlessly into the horizon with only mountains of sleet and snow to show for it. Up ahead there were buildings made entirely of carved ice that, although not nearly up to the standards of the Northern Tribe, would impress anybody with functioning eyes.
Unfortunately, Toph didn't quite belong to this club.
Of course the true weight of the situation didn't hit until she had taken her first step off the safety of the ship's metal floors and into the invisible world of the snowy tundra.
Her heart froze (pun intended ;p). She was suddenly blinded and, if the howling wind didn't quiet down soon, she would be deaf as well. A bone-chilling breeze clawed its way past her well-bundled little body, and froze her to the spot. Luckily she was not alone.
"Toph!" she could make out a voice calling as she hugged herself desperately for warmth.
"I-I can't b-believe you c-convinced me to c-come here s-snoozles," she grumbled, as Sokka began to lead her into the village. "I'm here f-five minutes and I c-can't even f-feel my t-toes."
He looked down and was amazed to see the pale-white skin of her feet scuffle quickly across the snow.
"Toph, you can't walk around barefoot out here! You'll catch frostbite!"
She tried to scoff, but was quickly cut short by another blast of frozen air. "I-I thought t-that maybe there w-would b-b-be some k-kind of e-earth under all t-this snow," she explained though chattering teeth.
He sighed. "Come on," he muttered as he picked her up off the ground and began to carry her into the village honeymoon-style.
"L-let me d-down Sokka!" she protested, although did nothing else to voice her displeasure. "I-I can w-walk without y-your help!"
He rolled his eyes. "Just let me carry you back to the hut. You can borrow a pair of Katara's boots before we meet the others."
She sighed, rubbing her feet together as they dangled in a desperate attempt to keep them warm.
Finally when they reached his igloo, he laid her down gently on one of the pillows they used as furniture in the small building and turned to rifle though his sister's stuff.
Toph quickly muttered her thanks when he returned with a pair of fur-lined snow-boots that ended up being a bit too large for her feet.
"Whose stupid idea was it to have a party in the South Pole anyway?" she grumbled, grabbing a blanket off the floor to rap herself in.
"Mine actually." Sokka looked over his friend and watched the anger boil behind her dead eyes. "I'm sorry Toph. I just figured that since we couldn't go back to Zuko's place and the air temple was out of the question, it would be nice to hold it here."
"Oh, and I guess that you just forgot that I'm blind!" she spat, gripping the blankets until her knuckles began turning white.
He sighed. "Actually no…I just thought that maybe if you were more focused on what you were doing, we could spend this year actually catching up for once instead of me holding back your hair while you blow chunks."
Toph pouted. "I'm not that bad…"
"Oh come on! Last year you almost jumped off the mountain screaming, 'Look at me fly, Aang! Watch me fly!'" he mimicked while flapping his arms in a bird-like motion.
"I'd rather do that than have to listen to you drone on about your perfect life with that little Miss Kyoshi-wannabe."
"Well you don't have to worry about that anymore. Suki left me."
At this there was silence. The cool wind howled outside, preventing any outdoor noises from entering, and leaving the two in their own privet bubble. Even through the thick, skin boots on her feet, Toph could still feel the lifeless ice beneath them. How anybody could call the torturous landscape a home was beyond her.
"Fan-girl left you?" she asked softly, wondering if perhaps she had touched a nerve.
He answered just as quietly, "yeah."
"What happened?"
Sokka rubbed his face as he remembered. "Well…I'm not sure. One day we were fine, and then suddenly she just didn't want to be together anymore. She said we were drifting apart or something."
"Oh," was all that she could say as she waited for Sokka to go on.
He sighed, somehow not noticing as another freezing blast of air tumbled though and hit Toph like a speeding rhino. "I guess I should just consider myself lucky that she could even stand a guy like me for so long…I really thought that she was the one…"
Toph twisted uncomfortably, wishing more than anything that she could see the expression that went with such a sorrowful voice.
"I guess we're just a couple of losers…" she muttered, her voice barely audible above the howling winds outside.
"We?" he asked, turning to better see the shivering lump that had just spoken. "What are you talking about? You're Toph Bei Fong: greatest earthbender in the world. You couldn't be loser if you tried."
Beneath her man-made cocoon, Toph sighed. "Snoozles, you have no idea…"
They remained quiet for a second, allowing air to fall into the conversation. Toph hugged herself tighter, silently praying that he wouldn't follow the conversation down the trail any father.
Finally the girl's violent shaking was too much for him, and Sokka scooted over and rapped his arms around her to help her get warm. Unfortunately this move had caught her off guard and her first impulse was to elbow him harshly in the side, with which he responded with a deep 'oof'.
"Sorry!" she quickly apologized as he backed away, clutching the spot she had hit so suddenly. "I didn't expect that. You have to remember I'm blind now, thanks to you."
"No problem," he half-spoke, half-wheezed.
Finally when he had caught his breath, Sokka asked her the question that froze her heart faster then any ice cube ever could. "It's a boy isn't it?"
"No," she replied too quickly to possibly have been the truth.
"Its okay Toph, you can tell me."
She hesitated, thinking up a proper response. If only he hadn't trapped her on this stupid hunk of ice, she'd already be downing her third drink by now and falling into a sweet, drunken stupor. But here she sat, freezing to death in a giant block of invisible ice with the one person dancing around the worst possible subject they could talk about.
"It's none of your business," she finally replied for lack of a good excuse.
"Do I know him?" Sokka asked, now determined to discover who it was that was so important they could possibly make the great Toph Bei Fong feel like a loser.
"No!" she chirped. "I-I mean there isn't anybody to talk about so how could you possibly know him?"
Sokka leaned in close in an attempt to see the expression hidden beneath her raven-colored bangs. "I do know him!" he concluded.
Toph quickly buried her head under the blankets in a feeble attempt to cover her reddening face. "Leave me alone," her voice demanded in a muffled tone. "I'm too cold."
He leaned back against his arms, a triumphant smile spreading from cheek to cheek. "See Toph?" he chimed as the lump sitting next to him sunk deeper into itself. "Isn't this more fun then getting drunk? Now we have all night to talk about stuff like this."
Beneath the blankets Toph moaned. "I hate ice…"
Aww, poor Toph. Sokka can be so mean sometimes... Just give the poor girl a drink already! -RubyT
Ignore her people. I'm pretty sure shes an alcoholic. -Marla
RubyT glares at her, but Marla just shrugs.
...An akward silence...