A/N: I feel like they would both hate parties, hence this drabble.

Parties- Year 3804 Toph- 62 Zuko- 66 Rated- K+

Toph grumbled and crossed her arms over her chest. The maids around her continued to fuss and poke at her with torture instruments they claimed were to make her presentable. While the 50th anniversary of the end of the war was spectacular, she didn't want to celebrate like this.

She felt Zuko amble into the room. She could tell by the way he was walking that he wasn't wearing the stiff, ornamental clothes he usually had to wear for these ceremonies. He sent the maids away and she frowned at him.

"How come you don't have to get all dressed up for this stupid party?"

"You know I hate parties."

Toph turned her head. "Yeah, well I'm not exactly a huge fan of these fancy shindigs either, but apparently I still have to go."

"Actually, you don't." He answered simply.

"What do you mean?" She was suspicious.

"Well, I was talking to the others, and we decided we'd rather do something fun on the 50th anniversary of the war. So we're not going."

"Won't they miss us?"

Zuko shrugged. "There are plenty of official ceremonies. What's one ball? So, do you want to come?"

"Are you stupid?" Toph shot up from her seat. "Just let me change out of whatever it is they've put me in."

A short while later they were gathered in the forest outside of the capital city, sitting around a campfire, sharing stories and laughing.

"Katara, remember that time we freed that whole prison rig?"

"Yeah, well, that's nothing compared to the time that Zuko and I brought down that whole rebellion by ourselves."

"Sure, that was nice and all, but don't forget about-"

When they heard the music coming from the palace, they laughed and said how unfortunate those people were to be stuck at a party instead of out in the woods with their best friends.