Disclaimer: You should know that I don't own Avatar, the characters, the… anything. Do not sue me.
This is my first fan fiction ever. Tell me what you think! R&R, you know the drill.
Inside the Mind of Toph
We have been flying for days now on Appa's back (May I add, without a saddle). Days without a clear sense of my surroundings, and with very little food. Nobody spoke at all; they were all lost in their thoughts. We cannot stop for to long or risk being captured by the Fire Nation. We quickly decided to head for the Eastern Air Temple. Close, safe, and the guru probably has some weird healing herb or something. What the?… that bear is licking my foot again!
Ugh!! I am so sick of not being able to breath… in the air! It is too crowded! ...But guess I'm not the only one with problems now. Poor Appa has more people than he is used to ridding on his back, plus Basco. And Aang, with him injured now… right now, he's pretty stable, despite being very near death… possibly dead for a short time. With regular healings by Katara, he should be fine in a few weeks, but I still worry about Twinkle Toes. Normally when Katara talked to him or touched him, his heart beats like a hummingbird's. Now, it's oddly… normal.
Something happened underground that really changed Aang. I could tell that Aang had a crush on Katara for a while. I hoped that he would notice me more if I clung to Sokka, and hopefully he would be jealous and pay attention to me, that we could be more that stiff acquaintances or just Sifu/pupil friends. But now, Aang's not the energetic if not slightly obnoxious kid when I first met him. His over bearing optimism used to bug me to death, now, well, I miss it. I kicked Basco lightly on the nose to get him to leave me alone.
When I couldn't feel his heart beat, or his chest rise and fall, my heart turned to ice, and I wanted to squash every single fire bender on the planet. My head was spinning, and my whole world shattered into a million pieces.
When we fled to Appa, Katara briefly filled me in on what took place in the crystal catacombs of old Ba Sing Se. This is not supposed to happen! This is not happening; this is just a dream… Oh spirits tell me this is not happening! If Aang is dead… please don't let him be dead. I'm going to march right into that little spirit world and kick the butt of whoever was in charge and demand that Aang came back! A world without Aang is… empty.
Azula, that little... I'm going to squish that spoiled brat princess…just get two columns of rock and SMASH!!! … Katara took off something around her neck… held something in her hand… pressed something to Aang's wounded back and continued to sob. Suddenly, I felt the vibrations of Aang's heart against Appa's body. My chest felt weak and my entire body was flooded with relief. Aang and Katara's vibrations merged as they embraced, gently, for Aang's injury. I hung my head. It's completely normal for Aang to hug the person who just saved his life, right? On the Serpent's Pass I would have kissed Sokka because I thought he saved my life. Completely normal. But still, I wonder…
I know, not very long. I'm just experimenting with this, and plus I've always wanted to write about what's going on in Toph's mind during the last few minutes of season two. R&R.