"Calm down," Sokka told himself, rubbing his temple, "This is just a trick of the light, a dream, I hit my head."
"Sokka," Katara began. He turned to look at her as she ran her hands over her flat chest.
"This isn't a dream is it?" he asked.
"I don't think so," she felt her face, "we really switched bodies. We need to tell Aang. Maybe he can find a cure."
"A cure?" Sokka placed his hand on Katara's shoulder, "A cure for what? I don't think this is a disease or illness of some sort which can be cured."
"Either way, we need to tell Aang. Maybe he can help. It could be a spiritual thing and he is the-"
"Yeah, yeah I know. The spiritual link between our worlds, yada yada yada," Sokka lowered his voice, "But we can't tell him."
Katara crinkled her brow, "Oh, and do you have a better idea, sis?"
Sokka looked at her, "Okay fine, we'll tell Aang. Of course, he'll probably think we're playing a trick on him, or we're insane, or losing our minds, or-"
Katara crossed her arms and shook his hand from her shoulder.
"All I'm saying is," Sokka continued, "maybe it would be best if we don't tell anybody, and just let this thing play out."
"And if it doesn't 'play out'?" Katara queried.
Sokka shrugged nervously, "Try not to think about that."
"You're insane."
"Am I? Am I really?"
She stared at Sokka a moment before answering, "Yes." She turned to head off to tell Aang, but Sokka grabbed her wrist and held her back.
"Here comes Toph," he whispered, "Act like me."
"You want me to act like an idiot?"
Sokka glared at her, then waved at Toph.
"Hey Katara," Toph said stopping next to Sokka. Before Katara could reply Sokka stepped next to Toph.
"Hello," he replied. Katara turned and glowered at him. Sokka nodded to her, urging her to go along. Katara sighed, then turned to Toph.
"Hey Toph," she spoke up half-heartedly.
"Hey ponytail," Toph replied.
"Actually Toph, it's a warrior's wolf-tail," Sokka said matter-of-factly.
Katara smiled, "There's no difference between a wolf-tail and a ponytail, Katara."
"Are you kidding?" Sokka exclaimed, "There's a huge difference between the two!"
"Are you feeling okay Katara?" Toph asked Sokka.
Sokka ignored her and went on, "First of all, the wolf-tail represents skill and strength! Secondly, it's manly! Thirdly-"
"It doesn't matter," Katara cut in, placing her hands on her hips, "I was thinking of cutting it off anyway."
"What?" Sokka screamed, his mouth falling open.
"I think bald could be a good look for me," Katara answered, "Aang certainly pulls it off."
"No way!" Sokka flung his hands in the air as Katara stuck her tongue at him, "You wouldn't!"
"I would."
"Oh yeah? Well, if you cut off your wolf-tail then say 'good-bye' to your hair loopies-"
"Your?" Toph asked.
"I mean my hair loopies! 'Cause they'll be gone too!"
"Don't you dare!" Katara shrieked.
"Watch me!"
"You guys," Toph piped in, "you're acting like freaks."
"Sokka," Aang said, appearing at Toph's side, "Can I speak to you a moment?"
Both brother and sister stared at Aang in silence as he stared at Katara, waiting for her to reply.
"Why are you looking at me?" Katara asked.
Sokka elbowed her, "Because you're Sokka," he whispered.
"Oh," Katara blushed, "Right. Sure Aang, I've got a moment. 'Cause I'm Sokka."
Sokka slapped his forehead.
"Are you feeling okay?" Aang asked.
"They've been weird like this all morning," Toph replied, "Now if anyone needs me, I'll be washing my feet."
Aang watched Toph walk off before turning back to Katara, "Come on Sokka," he said pulling Katara's arm.
"Wait!" Sokka called, "What am I supposed to do while you're off talking? Hello?" He looked after Katara and Aang as they disappeared, then sat down in silence. "Even as Katara I'm the one left behind."
"What did you want to talk about Aang?" Katara asked.
"Well, see, I needed to have a man-to-man conversation."
Katara rolled her eyes, "Of course," she said to herself.
"What?" Aang asked.
"Oh, nothing," Katara smiled, "Go on."
"It's about this girl I like, see, I don't know whether or not I should tell her how I feel."
"I think I know who you mean," Katara replied, thinking of Toph.
"Really? You do? And you're okay with it?"
"Of course, and my advice-'man-to-man'-is to go for it. Give her a try, she might come around. And besides," Katara placed a hand on his shoulder, "What have you got to lose?"
"But, what if she doesn't feel the same way?"
"You'll never know unless you ask her."
"Okay," Aang smiled, "I'll tell her how I feel. Thanks Sokka."
"Any time." Katara smiled.
Aang chuckled, "Sometimes your advice is almost as good as Katara's."
"Well what do you know," Katara smiled, "I guess some of her brilliance finally rubbed off on me."
"Done washing your feet?" Sokka asked Toph as she returned.
"Hey Katara, can I speak with you?" Aang said as he returned to camp with Katara.
Aang stared at Sokka, waiting for him to answer.
"Why are you staring at me?" Sokka asked, then spotted Katara's look, "Oh. Right."
"Toph was right," Aang stated, "You guys are weird today."
"Tell me about it," Toph said obtrusively.
"Katara?"
"Coming Aang," Sokka replied.
Katara watched them walk off before approaching Toph.
"Hey Toph," Katara cleared her throat, "What would you do if I told you I knew someone who might just have feelings for you?"
"Sokka, if you like me can you please just tell me to my face instead of beating around the bush?"
"Uh, actually it's not me," Katara replied.
"It's not you? Then who?" Toph turned to Katara, "Is it Katara? I knew there was something strange about her."
"What!?"
"What?" Toph asked innocently.
Katara cleared her throat, "No, it's not me-I mean, it's not Katara."
"Then who?"
"Well," Katara smiled, "It's Aang."
"Twinkle-toes? Really?"
"Do you think you might be open to giving him a try?"
Toph closed her eyes a moment, then opened her mouth to reply.
Aang took a seat next to Sokka, on the bank of the stream. Avoiding eye contact, Aang sighed and blushed, then turned to face Sokka.
"You look really great today," Aang said timidly.
"Er, thanks."
Aang blushed, "You smell nice too. Are you wearing a new perfume?"
"Uh," Sokka awkwardly scratched his head, "It's just sweat."
"Sweat? Is that a new brand?"
Sokka looked at Aang, not knowing what to say.
"Katara," he began, taking Sokka's hands in his, "There's something I need to tell you."
"What?"
"I talked to Sokka before, and he said I should just come out with my feelings."
"Huh?"
"Katara, I-I've had these feelings for a long time. I don't know whether you feel the same way, but..."
Sokka leaned back a little, "Uh..." He looked around nervously, not knowing what to do.
"Katara I-I love you!"
"What!?" Sokka's jaw dropped open as he gasped, but before he could react Aang leaned forward, and kissed him.