Conclusions

Ok so this is my first foray in to the world of avatar fan fiction and I would like to stress something to you all this is FAN made FICTION. That is to say I KNOW it may NOT BE CANNON. This could be horribly off the mark and make no sense in the world of Avatar but it is MY thoughts on things. I know that "Kataang" is most likely going to happen but because this is "FAN FICTION" I am allowed (provided I give a disclaimer) to show my interpretations. So if this eventually gets to pairings (I have a lot planned for this one) I don't want complaining about "Stupid pairings"

That being said I DO NOT OWN Avatar the last airbender, Sokka or any characters that he thinks about or anything but maybe the words I am writing this with. Heck knowing the state of pre Test jitters I am in I might quote movies without meaning to.

Sigh

Let's get this story (read series of drabbles) started.

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Sokka had come to some conclusions in his little 2 year old mind.

He had been watching his mother prepare dinner, not an uncommon thing for him to do. He loved watching her bustle about the room, her now rounded belly jiggling and shifting as she chopped food and put water into the pot to boil. He loved to watch the light dance in her hair and shine off of the necklace that she always wore. Her sapphire eyes stayed on the knife as she skinned the latest catch from his father with deft movements though every now and then they would dart up to check that he was alright playing. When she was sure he was fine she would smile at him and turn back to cooking. Yesterday daddy had brought in a whole Turtle seal and mother had been preparing it all day, scooping out the shell for a sled and peeling the skin back to make clothes, and of course taking the meat from the bones. Sokka had never had meat before and often wondered if it was good, he was sure it was if daddy ate it but still he wondered. (1)

Mama had been busy all day, so Sokka had began to entertain himself by playing with the little boomerang that his father had carved from some wood and given to him only days earlier. It was a rare treasure since wood rarely grew where they lived and he was proud of it. All day the young watertribe boy had been practicing and, in his mind at least, had gotten good at it, so when his mother sat back and smiled at her spit of meat sizzling over the fire, he decided to cheer her up even more.

"Look Ma!" he shouted and flung the boomerang towards her, planning on making it swoop around her head and come back to him so he could show her how good a warrior he was! Mama would hug him and tell him and extra story tonight and daddy might take him out hunting! Yet when he threw the smooth wood, he felt it wobble and to his horror instead of doing what he wanted the small toy fell into the flames of the fire. He rushed to the fire trying to take his beloved toy from it only to hear his mother yell and pull him back saving him from some nasty burns and scolding him the entire way.

So Sokka watched as his most prized possession burned and like any child he begin to cry, a warbling cry that was loud enough to draw looks at his tent. His mother, held him, telling him they would get him another boomerang . When that failed she tried to calm him by telling him that he was alright and that she hadn't meant to yell yet still the cries continued.

He didn't even notice his father come in look at him and then ask what the matter was, no he was far too busy morning the loss of his friend and comrade "rangy". They had had good times together . He would throw rangy and then he would come back if Sokka was lucky. It was great.

He continued this until he felt his father pops something into his open mouth. It was a piece of meat. Sokka stopped his crying in shock and begin to chew on instinct. The flavor of meat flowed into his mouth and over his tongue, it was a rich savory flavor that made him look at his mother and father in awe.

His father chuckled and ruffled his hair. A promise of a better boomerang was made and more meat was given to the child.

Sokka therefore came to two conclusions

One: That fire was bad, and hurt people and things that he loved even though it might help most of the time.

Two: That meat was good.

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(1) Yeah ok I bet a two year old not eating meat in a socity of Ice fisherman and such sounds silly but lets just go with this ok?

Right so I will be uploading another one soon so Please, (I know from a reviewers stand point that the button is scary) PLEASE Review or I won't know if I am wasting my time typing or not. FLAMES WILL BE USED TO... You know I always hated those things where they give something flames would be used for so lets go with : DON'T FLAME ME DARNIT!