Yes, of course Toph wondered what it would be like if she could see. If the world revealed it's many wonders to her; if she could go in water and not be afraid of blindness; if she could fly on Appa, without clinging to the saddle, knuckles white. Why wouldn't (or couldn't) she wonder? It was herself, and her disability, to ponder on, and no one could tell her what to think (no one could really tell her to do anything after all).

And of course, she was yet again dwelling on this one particular thought.

If I could see out of my eyes...if they were not milky jade, but emerald green...

She knew that life, perhaps, could have been better if those thoughts were true. If she could see, she would be known to the world as Toph Bei Fong, proud heiress to the Bei Fong family fortune. But, she couldn't help but wonder, if she would still be the same Toph as she is now. Probably not. She would be no longer a secret to the world; she would be sought after by men; bathed and painted; and her manners would be well fermented by the attendance of balls, and formal parties.

But, if she could see out of this world of blackness, she would not have learned the way she had. She wouldn't learn that the world is harsh, not just balls and parties. And she would be too caught up in her own world too listen to the needs and cries of her precious element, the earth.

And, if this had happened, she would not have entered Earth Rumble VI ("Oh, I love that tournament!" King Bumi had cried when he had heard. "Watching giant boulders fly everywhere is one of my favourite past times! What's more entertaining?") and been challenged by Aang. And Aang would not have sought after her, to be taught her unique style of earth bending.

In conclusion, they would not have met at all.

And life without her friends seemed unbearably bleak. Like an empty sheet of music, untouched by the pencil of the composer, and empty of notes. She couldn't imagine sleeping without the loud accompaniment of Sokkas snores; living through the day without Kataras constant nagging, or motherly attitutde; or spending an hour without the happy chatter of Aang.

So, facing the starry night sky, she came to the conclusion that life would indeed not be better if she could see. In fact, for the first time, she was glad she couldn't.

"What're you doing up so late, Toph?"

Aangs voice was heavy with sleep, and he yawned.

"Just...wondering, Twinkles."

"About what?"

"What it would be like without your never-ending talking."

She felt him frown, and she knew he had been hurt by her words. She stood up, walked over to him, and gave him a friendly push in the shoulder.

"I didn't say it was a bad thing."

Finished at 8:19pm on a Friday. I was eating cheese and crackers while sipping red cordial, after watching two episodes of Wallace and Gromit. This is the result of all that. I've been tossing it around in my head for a while, and finaly spilled it out through my key board.

I have been officialy declared mentaly unstable.