Zutara Week 2009: LICK
By: lollipopkid/night-faery
Couples: ZUTARA!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar, or Zutara would be canon.
Day Seven, August 16: Lick
Summary: Sometime after the war, in the Southern Pole, a certain golden and blue-eyed child does a really stupid thing alongside her 'aunt'. How upset will her parents be? I don't own ATLA, and SORRY ABOUT THE LATENESS!!!!
"AUNT TOPH! COME ON!" a 6-year-old girl ran through the newly rebuilt, and bustling city of the Southern Water Tribe. It was nowhere near as grand as the North Pole, but it was quite something.
"Moki, I'm right behind you, and I can't see! Where is my earth?" Toph Bei Fong, now 25, held onto the little girl's hand. Toph had definitely grown up, not only in height (just a bit), but also in maturity, but she held onto the nicknames and her signature 'Toph-ness'.
"Aunt Toph, stomp!" Moki stomped her little foot. Known as the Southern Fire Princess, she was the daughter of Katara and Zuko, who were currently expecting another child as well. Moki's left eye was blue, and her right, gold. Her skin was too pale to be Water Tribe, but too dark to be Fire Nation. Her hair was the darkest brown, but the lightest black. She also embodied the best of her parents. She had Zuko's determination, and Katara's kindness, not to mention her waterbending. She did have some firebending abilities, like raising her body temperature, but she couldn't actually firebend.
"I'm stomping, but no vibrations!" she replied.
"Well, come here." Moki took Toph's hand, and removed her glove. She placed her ungloved hand on something metal.
"It's a metal pole! The only thing you can bend for miles!" Moki stated proudly, as she showed Toph the metal pole that held the Water Tribe flag! Toph sighed in happiness at the thought of bending again.
"But first, watch this!" Moki leaned over, and licked the pole with her tongue.
"Wait, Moki!" Toph tried to stop her, but it was too late.
"HEWP ME! I'M THUCK!" Moki screamed, a tear falling down her face from the pain of the cold.
"Hold on Moki, I'll bend it off." Toph spat on her hands, and rubbed them together, slapping them on the pole before she realized what she'd done.
"NOW I'M STUCK! HELP US!" Toph boomed at the top of her voice. Sokka heard, and he and his wife Suki, alongside their 8-year-old son, Yukk, came running.
"Toph, what happened?" Sokka asked, biting down a laugh.
"Moki showed me the pole, and then she licked it, and I was going to bend it away, but my hands got stuck." Toph explained, tears forming in her eyes from the cold. Moki was bawling with her tongue still stuck to the pole.
"I'll find Uncle Sparky and Aunt Sweetness!" Yukk announced, and the little ginger, which thanks to his father's tuition was also a boomerang wielder, ran off to the main building where Zuko and Katara were most likely in discussion about something.
"So Toph, where's Aang and Bumi Jr?" Suki was referencing Toph's 7-year-old son, who was named after the deceased King of Omashu, and Avatar husband.
"Off somewhere, probably one of the Air Temples, since Junior's the first airbender to be born in over a hundred years." Toph tried to shrug, but because of the earthbending position, it made it very difficult.
"MOKI!" Katara came running, with Zuko not far behind, and Yukk tagging along.
"MOMMAH!" Moki bawled, as Katara gave her something to hold onto. It was Katara's previously, but now it was Moki's most treasured possession, her Kyruk.
"Here, I'll try to waterbend the ice off, and Zuko, heat the pole." Katara commanded, as both parents set to work. A few minutes later, Toph was rubbing her hands together, getting some blood back into them, and Moki was sipping hot tea in her family's home.
"What did we learn today?" Zuko asked kindly, as Toph gave him a formidable scowl.
"We don't lick things, especially metal poles in the South Pole." Moki recited, along with Toph, who scowled.
"If we were on earth, by the spirits Sparky, your head would be in the stomping zone." Toph growled.
A few weeks after Aang and Junior arrived at the South Pole, Katara and Zuko were called again.
"A lil' hewp Kawtawa?" Aang asked, as he and his son's tongues were both stuck to the pole.
"HA!" Moki held onto Kyruk with one arm, and pointed with the other, while Katara and Zuko trudged over to melt the pole. Again.
The next day, there was a sign hanging from the pole saying in plain, clear text:
DO NOT LICK THE POLE.
There's Lick. And that brings Zutara week to an end. I had fun reading all the pieces, and looking at the amazing art. I can't wait for next year, and I promise I won't be late!!