Author's Note: I'm almost done fixing everything! Then I can start writing new stuff…Yaay me…Oh. Sorry if this chapter goes fast and it's random. I have no clue WHAT I was thinking when I wrote this two years ago. Bear with me.
Death and a Little Romance!
Part Two
Sokka wiped his forehead as sweat trickled down his forehead. Someone handed him a wet cloth, and he took it, setting it to his warm face. "Thanks, it's hot down here." He said, turning to look at his new best friend with the cool towels. "Jesse!" He shrieked.
He snapped around and grabbed her by the collar. "EEP!" she yelped. She had expected something more in the lines of 'thank you' or something.
"What are YOU doing in the forging room?" he asked, staring her down for answers. She'd been missing since yesterday. Come to think of it, he seemed to recall no one noticing her disappearance. "I'm workin' here!" Jesse smirked, not noticing that her toes weren't touching the ground. "I signed up to work here, and they sent me down as your assistant!" she said with a smile that seemed to reach from ear to ear, but you really couldn't see her ears at the moment because she wore her hair down today, and her hair was very long, so they covered her ears. Sokka only just now noticed how long hair could grow. He shook his head, pushing that thought aside. "Girls don't belong in a forge! Go play with your hair over in that corner or something!" Jesse stopped smiling in an instant, and returned to her venomous nature towards him. "Your pants are on fire" She said stiffly, flatly, and in a surprisingly calm voice. Sokka scoffed. "My pants aren't on fi-MY PANTS ARE ON FIRE!!" He dropped her, dancing around to find water, and she shrugged, going over to the furnace and taking out a newly molded sword with tongs, bringing it over to the metal table. She started shaping it properly with a small hammer, and Sokka started jumping around the forge with his pants on fire, trying to stop the spreading by hitting the spot where the fire was on his scorching pants. "It's sad. They made me your assistant because I was a girl and all and wouldn't give me a real job, but I do this way better then you. They should really get their priorities straight." She said, lifting the red-hot sword up to see how it was coming along.
Aang and Maru (Zuko) were soon glaring at each other again with the hatred of a thousand wolves, Katara oblivious. She only just noticed, too, that there were a lot of people sitting on these strangely carved benches that looked like hearts on two stork's beaks or something. 'Maru' grabbed her hand, tearing her from the scene of lovers that she was trying to figure out. "I need to talk to you for a second Katara…alone…" he said, glancing at Aang, who was on literally on fire from anger. 'why am I acting all weird?' he thought looking down, as red as a beet. He looked up, seeing a ton of little hearts flying around everywhere, people kissing at every corner. Oh. Maybe that was why. All Katara said was "…okay?" one of her eye brows slightly raised.
He only just now noticed how blue her eyes were. They were like sapphires, or the purest ocean…
'NO! Stop it!' he shook his head, noticing that he was leading her off towards a small trail. They were in a clearing before he even knew it. "So…" She put her free hand to her side. 'Awkward situation…' she thought, looking sideways, a little red in the face herself. She felt like there was a helium balloon in her stomach, about ready to bring her into the air at any second, but the bigger the balloons are, the harder they fall. Suddenly Maru leaned forward out of nowhere. Katara had no time to react, really, her eyes just sort of widened as her first kiss was stolen by someone she didn't even really know. Who also had a mask, so she didn't even know what he looked like really. Suddenly a bar of wind separated the two, forcing Katara to skid two inches. Maru, on the other hand, slammed into a tree, caught completely by surprise. His mask cracked in half and Katara's eyes widened even more, if that were possible. Aang was standing on a branch near Katara, trying not to get too mad in an unsuccessful way. "Zuko!" Aang growled, throwing that name at his enemy with as much hatred as he could muster. Katara just stared. Zuko was Maru? That didn't seem right. Her lips started to go numb, and she put her hands to her mouth. "Ma…ru?" she muttered, staring. Not in shock. Not even in disgust. She didn't know why, but she felt like she knew this was going to happen.
Jesse had her arms folded behind her head and Sokka was whistling next to her. Luckily his pants weren't on fire anymore because they were walking around town. Jesse was aloud to keep her first sword, and had been upgraded to forger, because the boss, finally going back to his senses, found Sokka to be an idiot. At the moment, Sokka was trying to catch her eye; he hadn't been able to say sorry about calling her a girl and all because she had been ignoring him. For some reason telling her her own gender pissed her off. She wasn't like the other girls he'd met. Or hung out with. Or…Kissed or anything.
"Uh…look, Jesse, about what I said back there…well, I didn't mean what I said." He said slowly, bringing up some courage. He was flushed. He usually never said sorry, or apologized, but he felt like what he had said back in the blacksmith forge was eating his heart out. He just couldn't take it anymore! Her silent treatment was driving him insane. Jesse grimaced as the aura around them started getting weird and dramatic. "S'okay Sokka." She said to try and make him stop doing whatever he was trying to do. Sokka sighed, "You sure don't sound like its 'okay'" he retorted. Jesse sighed this time. "Let's get some of those" She pointed to a sign that said 'Ice Cream! The new Earth Nation treat that will send your mouth soaring!'
Sokka seemed to smirk from ear to ear, "Okay!" Jesse was muttering something under her breath that sounded like "Boys…"
"…But I'm not buying." Sokka added as Jesse grabbed two ice cream cones from the counter and the man asked for six silver pieces.