"Cubed"
By: ThumperMiggles
A/N: In honor of an early Thanksgiving (if you celebrate it) and Christmas or Hanukkah or whatever else you may celebrate it, I'll make my short return to bring you a present. On top of that, it's an AU! Ahaha, I think TwilightRose2 is rubbing off on me (insert repeated headdesks here). Enjoy!
Sokka was an extremely smart person on most terms. His grades were well around the range of exceptional. People often came to him for help on school assignments, and he knew that if the need should arise, he could easily make money off of tutoring for a fee. Generally speaking, one would say that Sokka's level of intelligence was rather high (the same, however, could not be said for his level of common sense).
Sokka was often called a genius by his peers. The "Idea Guy", or "The Kid Who Knows Almost Everything Except for How to Cross a Street Without Getting Hit By a Car". He was also called a prodigy by his classmates (who did not know that he smacked his face into a wall every morning by accident while exiting from the bathroom). Sokka overall, was, as I stated before, a very smart person.
Sokka often thought he was a genius. He prided himself in the fact that he was intelligent and resourceful. He had yet to realize, apparently, that his everyday trip and fall over the front staircase was not categorized as "smart". He was, just a bit conceited about being a "smart" person, which more times than not pissed off a certain Toph Bei Fong beyond sanity.
This, by the way, would also be an example of Sokka not being "smart".
Simply said, Sokka was an stupidly intelligent person.
Sokka was also an extremely competitive person. He would easily accept a challenge (even if he knew he would get his ass kicked).
With that explanation, you may easily guess what he did when his "genius" was questioned by yet another rather intelligent girl.
That girl went by the name of Toph Bei Fong. She was classified as a rich and powerful person, but by no means a refined and elegant lady.
An example of all of the above statements could be exploited in a single morning of class.
A single colored block thrown at a "smart" person's head, a loud yell of "OW!", a couple hours of twisting, turning, frustration directed at a well-manufactured cube-shaped piece of plastic, and that very same colored block flying at the blackboard missing the teacher's face by only a couple inches.
This was a normal day in the life of Sokka and Toph.
"STUPID RUBIK'S CUBE!"
To be honest, this was one of the more mild days in the life of Sokka and Toph.
"Why did you throw it?! I spent fifteen bucks on that thing!"
"Then why don't YOU solve it?"
"I'm blind, genius."
"...Right."
A/N: At this point, I'm really questioning if I'll ever get my juice back, ahaha. Also, accursed Rubik's Cube. I spend 6 hours fiddling with that thing, and the sides still don't match.
Oh, and, Happy Holidays to all of you. :)