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Other characters:

Meng- Su Chin

Aunt Wu- Loring's lawyer

Ty Lee- 'punk' receptionist

"You're preggers?"

I sit up straight. "Yeah."

She makes an assortment of sounds: grunting, mumbling, 'ohmygod'ing. "You sure it's not just, i dont know, a food baby?" she asks, pressing her nose against mine.

I push her head away from mine. "Positive. Like Jet said," I fall onto my back and roll onto the floor, "my eggo is preggo. No doubt about it."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I took like...four tests. I've got a little sea monkey in the abyss."

"How did you generate enough pee to take four tests?" Katara asks, astounded.

Really? I'm pregnant and that's what she's focused on? I groan and bend an Earth tent around me. She knocks on the door.

"I'm sorry, sorry, sorry. Please, open the door," she pleads.

I hear her sigh as she sits cross-legged on the floor. "Who is it?"

I pull the tent down and I feel her muscles relax. "Who's who?"

"That father, genius."

"It's...well, um, it's...Sokka."

She shrieks again. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck me...wait, FUCK YOU!" she screeches, throwing her hands in the air.

"There we go. See, I was looking for that reaction on the first take," I tell her plainly.

"I didnt know you guys were...y'know, sexually active," she whispers.

I stick out my tongue and bleh. What does that even mean? Can I de-activate or is it some kind of permanant state of being? The sentence itself sound wrong.

She continues. "And with my brother? So does that mean I'm an aunt now or something? I'm too young to be an aunt. And are you gonna keep it?"

"I dont know..."

"Well, I could call the abortion place for you if you want. Because, I mean, I totally called for Song last year," she reasons.

"I mean, I probably should nip it in the bud, y'know?"

I feel her nod. "Katara," I whisper. "I'm...afraid."

"I know," she says lovingly. Like it or not, Katara is not only a friend. She's like the mom I really wanted. Dont get me wrong, I love Poppy, I guess, but my birth mom was a total douche bag. I mean it's ridiculous. She just up and left one day when I was six and now has a new husband, a home in Ba Sing Se, and three kids. Oh, and she inexplicably sends a cactus my way every Valentine's Day and I'm like 'Thanks Coyote Ugly. This Cactus stings more than your abandonment'.

I feel her wrap my arms around me. Instead of pulling away like I usually do, I let myself be hugged. I kind of need it right now. I'm pregnant, I tell myself. I'm fucking preegnant.

"Katara?" I ask muffled. She pulls away and sniffs. Oh, god, she's crying.

"Yeah Toph?" By the trembling pattern in her voice, she's both sad and happy.

"I need your help with something."

"And you wanna do this why?" she asks as we heave the legendary chair onto a cart.

"Because this chair is probably wicked tacky and would accompany your guys' lawn wonderfully," I deadpan. The tone in my voice doesnt come out right since heavy lifting makes me all winded.

"Alrighty then. So, like, how did it all start? I want the gory details. Scratch that! That's my brother were talking about. Just...what happened?" Katara asks, placing her hands on her hips.

"We'll it was kind of random. We were just sitting there, y'know, and nothing was going on. Completely boring. And I was all like 'Wanna make out?'"

"And that's how your bastard child came to be," Katara says.

"That was awfully poetic," I say sarcastically.

She giggles. "Alright, let's go."

I'm sitting there quietly with a wooden pipe that blows bubbles in my mouth. It's shaped like a dragon. I'm in the magnificent chair.

Here he comes.

Sokka steps out of his home, unsuspecting. Poor Sokka. Has no clue what his demon seeds have done.

"Hey, Toph," he says awkwardly. "What are you doing here?"

"Nothing. Y'know, just thought I'd stop by and say 'hey'."

A group of runners shoot by on the road, stomping. It's the school's running team. Sokka usually runs with them to the school. Everytime they pass me, all I feel are pork swords.

"Um, I, should get going then," he starts.

"Wait," I tell him. "So, uh, guess what."

"What?" he asks, getting a bit closer.

"I, uh, I'm pregnant."

Thud.

Oh, Sokka, you weakling. The next chapter will be up soon. Probably tonight. Coz I wont sleep. Wanna know why? Oh, I'll tell you why.

Im gonna see Paranormal Activity 2 tomorrow! HUZZAH!

haha, anyways, keep reading kids.

Peace, L.