Hello, my lovelies! In case you hadn't noticed, I try to update on a weekly basis, usually on Sundays. But, since it was Memorial Day weekend, I'd figured I'd wait till Tuesday.

I kind of just now realized most of this story is dialogue. But that's okay.

Word: Lunatic

"Do you trust me?"

"What?" Toph looked up from her bowl of rice, Aang standing next to her.

"Do you trust me?" he repeated.

"Not at all, especially when you pull cliché lines like that," she replied, setting her half-empty bowl on the ground next to her.

"Ha, ha," Aang said. "Seriously. Do you?'

"Of course I do, stupid. Where are you going with this?" she asked, standing up and brushing crumbs off her shirt.

"If I told you I'd never let you fall, would you come with me?" Aang's eyes were hopeful.

"I don't think I like where you're going with this," she said. "I am not coming on Appa with you any more than necessary." Aang smiled.

"Not Appa. You're not going flying on him." Toph breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped. There was a catch coming, and she knew it.

"So where are you going with this?" Aang's grin widened as he tapped his glider on the ground, the wings flipping out. Toph scowled. "No. Nononononono," she said, backing away. "Not happening." Aang's smile widened as he began to walk towards her, holding a hand out.

"Come on. It's fun," Aang said, and Toph's back hit the wall of the cliff they were camping at the bottom of. "We can jump off the cliff just to make sure I get enough lift for the both of us."

"Twinkles, you know I love you and all, but not enough to jump off a cliff for you," Toph said, waiting nervously as Aang and his staff approached.

"How much do you love me?"

"Less and less the closer you get."

"Ouch. You're hurting my feelings," Aang said, still grinning. He came to a stop in front of her.

"That's not the only thing I'll hurt if you try it." Aang's grin fell, and he sighed.

"Please, Toph? I promise you won't fall. I won't let you. Just trust me. Face your fears, you always told me to do that." Toph sighed, hanging her head.

"You're pulling the puppy dog eyes. I hate you." Aang's grin returned.

"No, you don't. And you don't even know what puppy eyes look like." Toph rolled her eyes at this. "Anyway, to the top of the cliff!" Aang bent a slab of rock from the ground under Toph and himself, and waved his arms as the rock began shooting up the cliff face. Aang halted as they reached the top, and turned back to Toph.

"Hold onto my chest. I'll need my arms for the glider." Toph raised an eyebrow.

"So this is why you want me up in the air. Forward, aren't you?" Aang laughed.

"Yeah, yeah. Just do it."

"I think this is turning into a worse idea by the second."

"You wanna know why I really want you in the air?" Aang asked, stepping closer. Toph blew her bangs off her forehead.

"And why would that be?" Aang grabbed her arms and wrapped them around his chest.

"Flying girls are always sexier," he said, grinning and lining his glider parallel to his back.

"I hate you so much."

"No, you don't. Holding tight?" He could feel Toph's arms tighten into an iron hold, and he briefly wondered if he'd even be able to breathe when they went airborne. "Okay," Aang said, preparing to jump. "Once I jump off, wrap your legs around my waist."

"You're just loving this, aren't you?"

"Of course I am. Very much so," Aang replied, and pushed off the cliff face. Toph screamed.

They fell with a frightening pace, Aang directing the glider to fly along parallel to the valley floor. Toph clung to him so hard he was sure she'd crack a rib or two, or four. The glider banked upwards, and Toph screamed again. Aang could hardly breathe.

"Toph," he said, nearly yelling into her ear. "Loosen your grip, I can't breathe."

"There is no way in hell I'm letting go of you in the slightest," she yelled back. Still, her arms loosened around him the smallest bit.

"Put me down, Aang."

"What? It's not that bad."

"Put me down."

Aang grinned, and without another word fell into a dive straight for the cliff face. He could feel Toph's grip tighten once again. Finally, the dive evened out, and Aang touched down gently on the earth.

"Toph? We've stopped."

She didn't answer, just clung.

"You can let go now," he said, pulling her legs off his waist. Her feet touched the ground, and her arms slid away from his chest. "I think you bruised my ribs. You're like a monkey. That's what I'll call you from now on." Toph was quiet. "Well? What did you think?" She glared at him.

"You. Are. A. Complete. Lunatic."

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