Sokka was working on a project for one of his wonderful and beautiful classes at BSSU when a messenger bird flew through the window and dropped a heavy package on his head. Mummbleing curses at the stupid bird, Sokka picked up the package and read the attached letter,
Dear Sokka,
After spending time in the convent with the nuns who made perfume (remember them?) I have been able to recreate the signature smell of the Southern Water Tribe. My wife seems to really like it and I thought that maybe you would like some to try out. I call it: Manliness.
Enjoy,
Bato
Sokka unwrapped the package to find a bar of soap. Hesitantly he smelled it.
Toph was just minding her own business when Sokka passed. He smelled different, not like the just-bathed-after-a-really-long-time-of-not-bathing kind of smell, but the really good kind of smell. She was having a hard time putting it into words. "Hold it, Snoozles."
"Yes, Princess?" Sokka asked sweetly.
"Shut up and hold still." She pushed herself up off of her perch and stomped over to him, making the ground rumble under his feet nearly knocking him off balance before sinking him into the ground up to his knees. When she was right next to him she stuck her nose up next to his face and sniffed. "You smell delicious…" She felt Sokka's heart jump 1… 2… 3 beats before it started properly again, "Have you eaten my jerky?!"
"Whaaaa… You still have some jerky left?" Sokka asked hopefully.
"No." She lied easily.
"But, you—"
"Do you have another stash somewhere that I don't know about?"
"No, Toph. I promised I would never keep jerky a secret from you again after last time." He protested as he tried to wiggle out of his hole.
Ah, Toph fondly remembered that moment of surprise and horror when Sokka's "stash" of jerky was "confiscated" due to his lack of sharing. "Then why do you smell like jerky and freshly fallen snow?"
"Soap." Sokka supplied as he managed to get one leg loose.
"Soap?"
"Yeah, Bato sent me some. Something about the smell of the Southern Watertribe." Sokka pulled his other leg out. "… Do you like it?"
"It's better than the other stuff you were using." Toph shrugged and walked away.