Chapter 3: Paraniod Sokka
Aang woke up with a start the next day, very reluctant to open his eyes.
Last night was a dream, and now I'm going to open my eyes and see my tent, exactly as it was, and have to visit the spirit world today, Aang thought miserably. He lifted his eyelids, and realized he hadn't been dreaming.
Aang woke up with Katara in his arms. He felt her warm body next to his. How did he get here? However he had, he was glad he was there. He heard a grumpy growl come from outside.
"Hey Katara, wake up! Your boyfriend isn't in his tent!" Sokka yelled. Aang froze. The situation did not look good.
Aang looked at Katara. Her eyes were the size of dinner plates. Aang released her, stood up, and crossed his legs. He mouthed to Katara what he was going to do, and slipped out the back entrance. Sokka would never know.
"KATARA! Get your lazy butt out of bed! We can't find AANG!" Sokka yelled. Aang started whistling, and walked around.
"Hey Sokka, beautiful morning, what's up?" Aang said slyly. Sokka looked cantakerous.
"YOU were missing from your unused bed this morning, and now Katara won't come out!" Sokka yelled, outraged. Aang looked guiltily upward.
"Oh, I was, ummm...practicing my bending! Yeah, and I did a bit of exploring! No big deal. Katara's probably just tired..." Aang tugged at his collar. On cue, Katara walked out of her tent with an exaggerated yawn, and a look of surprise. Very convincing.
"Any reason you guys are standing in front of my tent like that?" Katara asked. Sokka was infuriated.
"Katara, we have to leave today! You-! Aang...?" Sokka looked from Katara's annoyed face from Aang's confused one. His limp arms hung to his sides uselessly, and his mouth was slightly ajar.
"Umm, Sokka? Aren't you over reacting a little bit?" Aang asked quitely.
"Yeah. Sokka, I slept in a little, so what? Aang got in some extra bending hours, so what? What's the big deal?" Katara rolled her eyes as Sokka stuttered. Aang furrowed his brow, and headed toward the woods. Katara went into her tent. Sokka marched over to Toph.
"Isn't there something funny going on around here?" He demanded.
"Why are you asking me?" Toph snapped. She smirked at Sokka. So oblivious.
"Because you have your feeling things when you know people are lying and stuff..." said Sokka stupidly.
"Good thing you don't," Toph headed back to Appa and Momo. Sokka was very confused. Katara came out of her tent wearing her usual clothing. She took down her tent. Sokka glanced up as Aang came back from the woods, with not a drop of sweat or earth on him. Yes, there was definitely something wrong here.
And Sokka was going to find out what, exactly, that was.
(A/N Feel free to applaud, this is a Sokka chapter. Every good story needs a short chapter like this one and feel free to review! I need more reviews, PLZ!)