Very short, and.. yeah. Hope you like it.
"Can't you see?" Sokka so called 'sang,' outstretching his arm towards Toph dramatically as he quoted a piece of a song he just heard from youtube. "You belong with me!"
"Actually, I can't see." Toph deadpanned with crossed arms.
"What? Oh.. right. Sorry." he said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "Then, uh.. can't you feel? You belong with me." he tried.
"Doesn't rhyme." she disproved.
"Can't you feel.. that in the future, be with me, you will?"
"You broke English."
"Oh, forget it!" he exclaimed exasperatedly. "Just go out with me!"
Toph frowned heavily. "I don't appreciate your attempt to order me around Sokka."
He face palmed himself. "Fine, whatever, nevermind." he said wearily. She could've just said no.
"What? So you're just going to give up?" she asked as he turned and took a step away.
"What do you want me to do then?!" he demanded, turning back to face her. "I'm just tired of not being able to figure out what I'm supposed to do with these feelings for you!" He glared down at her as he leaned in slightly. "And you just keep-"
Grabbing the collar of his shirt, she pulled him further down and kissed him. "Figured out what your supposed to do yet?" she asked, keeping him off balance and their faces close.
He opened and closed his mouth a few times before finally saying, "It's a little hard to with my mind going blank."
She smirked. "Then lets keep trying until you get it." she said, pushing her lips to his again.