Disclaimer: No, I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender. Yes, I want to.
Ten petals sat before him on the flower. He plucked them off carefully, one by one, watching them float away into the wind as he let them go.
"She doesn't."
"She does."
"She doesn't."
"She does."
"She doesn't."
"She does."
"She doesn't."
"She does."
"She doesn't."
"She does."
He plucked the last petal off and glanced over to where the two were Waterbending in the river. "She just doesn't know it yet."
A/N: Short. Sweet. To the point. Or petal. Whatever.
Please Review so I can make them longer. Bitter. Beating around the bush!
