Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar, the Last Airbender

Setting: Somewhere in the Earth Kingdom at sunset.

Ages: as is


TORPE


"Okei…so if we take this route…and…pass through here…" Sokka held up their map, and started making squiggles with his ink pen. "There! With this foolproof plan! We'll get to Omashu before sun-rise!" Sokka smiled at his own –uhhmmm…brilliance.

"Sure…captain Sokka" Katara said starring at their graffiti-like map, that looked hardly understandable. As she gathered all their supplies, the waterbender looked around for any sign of Aang.

"Hey. Where's Aang? We're leaving soon."

"I'll get him." Toph said, spitting out her wheat grass, looking bored. "He's probably catching butterflies or something" The Blind Bandit did a funny impression of Aang trying to catch butterflies, and Sokka laughed clutching his stomach (his normal mannerisms…hehehe…)

Not far from camp, Aang was up in a branch, busy with something. He was sitting, crossed legged, with Momo on his shoulders.

"Done." Aang sighed, and placed a knife back in his bag, and smiled at his creation. "You like it Momo?"

Momo scurried on top of the Avatar's head and squeaked. Aang giggled, petting the lemur.

"I like it too."

"TWINKLE TOES!"

Aang heard his teacher's fierce voice, and quickly made an air scooter, landing himself in front of Toph.

"C'mon! Its time to go!" Toph said sharply, as they started walking. "What were you doing up there anyway?"

"Uhhmmm…Nothing…" Aang looked back at the tree and smiled at himself.

"Humph…bet you were chasing butterflies…"

As the sun slowly set on the mountains, Aang steered Appa, while Sokka, Toph, and Katara rested on the flying bison's saddle. The airbender, looked up at the orange-pink sky, and turned to look at Toph.

"What're YOU looking at, Twinkle Toes?!" Toph snapped, annoyed.

Aang just smiled sweetly at her and went back to driving. A blush formed his cheeks, while looking up at the sky.

"You're weird" Toph said and closed her eyes for a nap.


Back at the old tree, an old man climbed up its branches trying to grab a few nuts.

"Uncle! Get down from there! You'll hurt yourself!"

"Thank you for the concern nephew, but these nut would be very delectable with tea!" The old man grinned while holding up a few nuts in his hand. His nephew on the other hand, frowned and went back to their camp.

The tea-lover rested on a trunk and started counting his treasures (the nuts). From his back, he felt an itchy sensation, feeling odd splinters from the tree's rough surface.

"Hello? What's this?" the old man turned around and found a carving. It had two names that were written inside a heart-shape.

Aang

Loves

Toph


StitchEd106: Got inspired after watching the sunset from our roof…Anyway, Aang's carving is written in Chinese and "torpe" is actually a Filipino expression for a man who can't express his true feelings to the girl, he likes. Thought I'd put a little heritage...(smileys)