"It's too cold" Toph complained, loud enough for the entire small group to hear. They all ignored her; they had heard this fact about fifteen times since the air temperature had dropped below freezing.
The Earthbender was not happy at all. Well, okay, she was happy because the war was over and Aang had finally fulfilled his duties as the Avatar, but she wasn't happy that she had been blackmailed into coming to the South Pole. Katara had offered to drop Toph off at the Bei Fong home, which she had promptly refused, and had instead gotten herself dragged along with the other three teenagers to this frigid place.
"I said, 'It's too cold'!" Toph repeated, nudging the nearest person with her foot. That person happened to be Sokka, and he glared at her.
"Stop whining, it's not even that cold." He said, gripping the side of Appa's saddle as he peered over the edge of the great, furry bison.
"It is too. And I can't see anything." She whined, and then stopped. "Well. I mean, you know, with my feet."
Sokka sighed, and leaned back into the saddle. "There's nothing to see, just water and icebergs and penguins and more water and more water and more water and-"
"Okay, okay!" Toph grumbled, folding her arms over her chest. "But I'm still cold."
"Stop whining, Toph, we're all cold." This time it was a tired-sounding Katara who spoke, who was getting rather angry with Toph and her whining.
"No, you're not! You and Sokka have stupid furs to keep you warm and Arrow-Boy over there has fire-bending and – Oomph!" Toph was knocked flat as something heavy collided with her. After a moment of struggling, she sat up, and started to feel what someone had thrown at her.
It was a coat.
Sokka's coat.
Toph's cheeks alighted with a blush, and she tried to regain her normal personality, determined to not let anyone see her flush. "What the heck is this?" she asked, deciding to play stupid.
"Well, you wouldn't stop whining, so I figure you could have my coat for a while." Sokka said slowly, his voice a couple pitches higher than normal.
Toph slid the coat over her head, and the hood fell over her face. "It's a little big." She announced loudly, to cover up the awkwardness of the sudden silence that had come over the group. "I might get lost in here." A nervous laugh escaped from her lips.
"Here, Toph – " Sokka leaned over, and helped her get the coat on right. He pushed the hood down, letting her ears hear better. "Better?"
"Yeah, I think so." She said, although her hands were lost inside the sleeves. Apparently the thirteen-year-old had shorter arms than the sixteen-year-old Water Tribe boy had.
"Good." He said, settling back into his spot. Katara and Aang were grinning, a fact that made the warrior's ears blush.
