I got bored so I wrote this.
Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar, and I never will…. maybe.
Hakoda looked inside his son's room. It was horrible. Clothes everywhere, food on the dressers, messy bed, you name it.
"Sokka!" Hakoda yelled. Sokka came running. Hakoda pointed to his son's room and said simply, "Clean, or no playstation for a month."
Sokka rolled his eyes. "It's not that bad," he said. Then he looked inside his room. "Okay, maybe it is. Don't worry Dad; it'll be done within an hour.
-Five minutes later-
"This'll never be done!" Sokka yelled.
All he did was stare at the bed. "I should start with the bed," he thought to himself.
First he ripped off all the pillows and blankets. While he tried to find a corner of the sheet, he got himself tangled in it. He fell onto the bed, then rolled of it, and hit his head on the side of the dresser.
"Ow!" he yelled.
After ten minutes, his bed was finally made. Then he laid on it and stared at the wall. It was a light blue, with a few pictures of his family and friends on it. Then he looked at his floor. Clothes were everywhere. Some looked clean, while others…well; he didn't quite know what was on it.
He sighed, and then started to pick up the dirty clothes and threw them in his laundry basket. Then he grabbed the clean clothes and simply threw them in the closet.
Sokka's phone started to ring. He grabbed, and said, "Hello?"
"Hey snoozles."
"Oh, hey Toph."
"Whacha doing?"
"Cleaning my room."
"Ha ha, need any help?"
"Yeah, that'd be great."
"Sweet, I'll be there in five minutes."
"Okay, later."
"Bye."
After Sokka hung up, he went to his bed and stared at the ceiling.
-Five minutes later-
Toph knocked on the door.
"Come in!" Sokka yelled.
Toph came in and sat on the bed. "You're done, aren't you?"
"Yep," Sokka said.
"Now what?"
"Wanna go see if Katara and Aang wanna go to Wal-Mart, and act like idiots?"
Toph smiled. "Let's," she said simply.
Ta-da! Yeah, it's kinda bad, but I was bored. So what do you think?