A/N: If you wanted more…here they are again! But this time: Toph and Sokka turn the tables for once.

DUI (Drinking Under the Impression...that what you're drinking is tea)

"Should we?" Sokka hesitated, the vivid memory of his sister's wrath still weighing heavily on his mind.

"Who's going to stop us?" Toph challenged, taking the warrior by the sleeve and dragging him down the cobblestone street. He settled into stride beside the earthbender, despite his rational mind screaming at him.

"Well, for one thing, Katara would kill us."

"We've done it before, and we're still alive," Toph retorted matter-of-factly.

"Just barely," Sokka grumbled, though he quickened his pace to keep up with the little earthbender. "Remember the last time?"

When she was satisfied with his pace, Toph released the warrior's arm and nudged him with an elbow. "You're under enough stress as it is. Let me do the thinking tonight, okay?"

"See, that's the problem, Toph," Sokka began slowly, "How come every time I let you do the thinking, we end up getting our ears blown off by my crazy sister?"

The earthbender paused midstride, stopping so abruptly that Sokka had to dig his heels in the dust and slide to avoid colliding with her.

"Honestly, Snoozles, when did you turn into such a weenie?"

Sokka's eyes narrowed. He wasn't amused. "I guess when I learned Katara could freeze me to a wall and leave me there if she didn't like what I did."

Toph sighed. "Fine, then. What would you have us do?"

The water tribesman lit up. "Well, actually, I've had this idea for a while. First, we go to the tavern like you planned. Then, we buy like a barrel or so of stuff and whatnot, and then we take it back to the Jasmine Dragon and—"

"So," Toph interrupted with a sniff, "You aren't afraid of getting drunk, you'd just rather do it under Iroh's close supervision?"

"Let me finish," Sokka replied, indignant that his friend was jumping to conclusions without hearing him out. When the earthbender shrugged and stopped to listen further, he went on. "Then, we'll take all our alcoholic beverages and dump them into the tea cauldron that Iroh keeps fresh in his back room. And—wham! The next morning he has drunk customers galore!"

"So," Toph ventured, "Like sabotage?"

Sokka smirked. "Precisely."

After a brief moment of mulling the idea over in her mind, Toph shrugged. "Hm. That could work."

Sokka crossed his arms. "You better believe it could!"

Toph laughed, and punched the warrior in the shoulder. "All right, Snoozles. Have it your way. We hit the tea shop tonight."

The water tribesman smiled as they resumed walking. "I knew you'd like it."

"Don't get comfortable with anything just yet," the earthbender warned. "Wait until we pull this off, and then you can shift into self-congratulatory mode."

Sokka chuckled. "I can't wait."

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The next morning found every Jasmine Dragon customer feeling woozy, and the sun found Sokka and Toph cracking up at the table by the window.

The earthbender stifled a laugh as an intoxicated Aang staggered by, mumbling dazedly under his breath. Toph cocked her head as Sokka nudged her with his elbow.

"Same thing tomorrow?"

The earthbender grinned. "Wouldn't miss it for the world."