Hello everyone! I know I haven't updated in forever and for that I am truly sorry. ANYWAY! I thought of this story in the shower. So please enjoy my latest story.

Oh BY THE WAY…. I own… nothing *starts bawling*

Story takes place a year after Aang defeated the Fire Lord Ozai.

Normal POV

Toph was sitting around in the gang's house in Ba Sing Se. There was soft music playing because of the tea shop the house was connected to. Toph could feel the soft sounds gentle vibrating the walls. The rock walls were draped in elegantly light green fabric that shaded the windows. Toph could even feel the rain hitting the ground outside. Everyone was moving about with ease. No one noticed the person with the dark cloak approach the house and set down a woven basket then knock and run off. Sokka went to get the door, but just as his fingers touched the door knob, a scream ripped through the air. Everyone in the tea house became quiet as crying filled the silence.

"What is that?" Zuko asked, covering his ears. The deafening wails continued, getting louder.

"Sounds like a baby," Mai said, blowing her hair out of her eyes. Everyone else concurred as Sokka opened the door, his blue eyes instantly falling to the woven basket at his feet. Inside was a squishy looking baby, crying his heart out. Aang appeared behind him and moved to pick up the small child.

"He's all alone?" Suki asked, following as the gang moved to crowd around the child in Aang's arms.

"He's so tiny. How did he even survive the birth?" Katara remarked. The baby's cries died down, opening his eyes. They were all amazed at the ice blue eyes that stared up at them. His eyes were so intelligent.

"Okay so… What do we do with it?" Katara glared at her brother.

"He's not an 'it'! It's a baby." Aang couldn't stop staring at the baby boy. His short hair was yellow, almost gold. Could hair be gold? Aang wasn't sure.

"What are we supposed to do with him? We can't find his parents. They probably couldn't take care of him." The others nodded. Zuko didn't know what to think of the baby… He'd never been around a baby before…

"So… how do we take care of him?" he asked, slightly nervous.

"Well… first we have to choose who is going to be the parents. Then we'll decide about the rest." Iroh walked up to the group and saw the baby.

"Oh… what a beautiful baby." He gently took the boy from Aang's arms and bounced him in his arms until the child fell asleep. Mai picked up the basket and pulled the blue cloth from it. Under it was a piece of paper. She grabbed it and read the name scribbled onto the small piece of parchment.

"Mello," she said aloud. Everyone turned to her, curious as to why she had said that.

"What? Its what's on the paper." Sokka took it from her and read it himself.

"It is. Mellow without the w." Everyone seemed to mull it over in their head. Aang smiled.

"It's a perfect name. He's a little miracle."

"What about him makes him a miracle?" Zuko asked, completely confused. The baby suddenly awoke, his ice blue eyes finding their way to Zuko. Zuko felt as if he couldn't breathe. He smiled at the boy, who in turn thrust his arms at the eighteen year old male. The brunette hesitated; afraid he was going to drop him. Mai smiled at him, encouraging him. The baby, now known as Mello, fidgeted in Iroh's arms, wanting Zuko. He gave a small cry, but didn't continue the action. Zuko finally grabbed Mello and held him awkwardly out in front of him. The girls giggled, while everyone waited for Zuko to copy how Katara was showing him.

"Its… I don't even know how to describe it," Zuko seemed content with just holding the little one.

"I don't usually like babies, but I can make an exception." Toph crossed her arms, smirking widely at the vibrations the kid's mouth seemed to make.

"So who is going to be his mother and father?" Iroh asked, his hand placed soothingly on his nephew's shoulder.

"I vote for Aang and Katara," Suki said, gesturing to how attached Aang seemed to be to the baby.

"Yeah, they are best suited for the job. We could all help with taking care of him too," Mai agreed. Zuko nodded, very aware of the child in his arms. Iroh smiled and went back into his tea house to finish serving his costumers.

"They are parenty…" Sokka said.

"That's not even a word, Sokka!" Sokka shrugged and mumbled 'just saying'.

"So its decided. Aang and Katara are his parents."

"Zuko… do you want to be his God Father?" Zuko blinked, but nodded.

"Toph, do you want to be his God Mother?" Toph shrugged.

"Call me when the baby stage is over," she said, walking into her room quietly. Mello was silent, resting his head on Zuko's shoulder while sucking on his thumb.

"How about tomorrow Aang and I will go out and get some things needed for him? Like a bottle and a pacifier and baby food." Everyone in the room nodded.

"Where will he sleep?" asked Suki. Aang thought and earth bended a rock crib in the corner of the living room. Mai left the room and returned with a bigger blanket. She folded it to fit into the crib.

"There. Now he won't be uncomfortable." Zuko placed him in the crib. Mello stood, holding himself up with the side of the rock crib. He reached on hand up and played with the little dangling things. He cried in delight, making everyone laugh. His smile seemed to reach his eyes.

None of them would ever forget this night, when they had found little Mello.