Katara plopped another strip of seal meat into the frying pan as she listened to Sokka complain. Sokka liked to complain. It was his favourite pass-time. And he complained about everything. Zuko, hunger, Zuko, lack of money, Zuko, Katara being a girl, Zuko, Momo, and Zuko were just a few of his favourite topics.
Today it was seal meat.
"Why seal meat? We always have seal meat!" he moaned.
"Well then, since you're the mighty hunter, why don't you go get something else for us to eat?" Katara snapped. Why oh why couldn't her brother just shut-up?
"Fine!
Maybe I will." he retorted. He took his club out of the pack and
stomped off into the woods.
Katara threw a few more strips of
seal meat into the frying pan with a little more force then
nessicary.
Toph crawled out of her rock tent, stretched, and sat down on a log by the campfire.
"Mornin' Suger Queen." she yawned.
"Morning Toph."
"So where's that crazy old coot and his disfunctional nephew?"
"Oh, Zuko and and Iroh are training with Aang. They should be back in a little while."
Katara tipped some seal meat onto a platter and handed it to Toph.
"Oh boy. Seal meat. My favourite..." she said sarcastically. Katara might have hit Toph with the frying pan had there not been seal meat still in it. So she had to settle with giving the blind girl several evil scowls that she couldn't see.
Aang, Zuko, and Iroh returned later that morning, all in seemingly good moods. Well, all except for Zuko, who was allways in a bad mood anyway. They all sat down around the fire as Katara served them their breakfast. Aang made a small face when he saw the seal meat, but Katara ignored it.
"Katara," said Iroh, "will you do this poor, old man a favor, and fix him a cup of tea, please?" Katara saw Zuko roll his eyes. She couldn't help but smile at the two of them. Zuko and Iroh were quite the pair.