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This chapter is in Toph's POV.

"Well? Care to tell me about your shenanigans?" I ask, raising my eyebrow as I did so.

Katara is being abnormally quiet. Hmm, she refuses to speak does she? I'll see (well, not see, hello I am blind!) about that. Katara is the type of person who speaks when things take a turn for the awkward. In that sense, she is very much like Sokka. When they lie, they are remarkably similar. They both twitch like crazy; it is rather amusing to be honest.

And Katara should know better by now; she should know that I can sense when she is lying. There are many signs that make it blatantly obvious to me when a person is lying. Their heart rates increase; of course that is also a sign of something else, something much more active and yes, that euphemism was intended. So sue me, I can be a pervert, because when you rely on vibrations to see like I do, eventually you turn into a pervert, especially based on the amount of times Suki and Sokka claim to be playing charades in Sokka's tent. Please I know exactly what they are doing and then they feel the need to lie to me. Hello, I am like a human lie detector.

Also, when one lies, one tends to fidget like crazy and right now, Katara is fidgeting like a figgleworm high on cactus juice. And we have Sokka to prove that in all his glory. All I can say is never ever give Sokka cactus juice willingly. The results are catastrophic, if extremely amusing. Katara keeps shifting her weight from one leg to another continuously. I am going to scream extremely loudly in a couple of minutes if she fails to tell me anything new and or gossip worthy, so I can tell Suki. Usually, I am not one for gossip but when it involves everyone's favourite couple, I am all for it. Then, I find it extremely pleasurable, almost as pleasurable as I find picking my toes. But no, nothing could ever surpass the pure joy I feel while picking my feet. I feel so at one with the earth, just the way I should feel. After all, I am the best earth bender this world will ever hope to see. Again, yet another pun on my blindness. Today is a good day.

"Katara, stop acting like a deceased plutter fish and just spit it out. I am not patient in any sense of the word. You should know that better than anyone, with the possible exception of my Aang whom constantly gets abused by my awesome earth-bending. Katara, I find it extremely infuriating when you don't tell me stuff like this."

And for a moment, I revel in the feel of the cool breeze against my face and the warm earth meshing with my tough feet. The joy I feel spreads through every fibre of my meaning, until Katara finally deems it necessary to tell me about her monkey business, with one fire prince who is said to be extremely attractive. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge, if you know what I mean. Of course, you know what I mean. I can't make it any more obvious if I tried. I could live a million years, and I still wouldn't be able to make it any more obvious than what it is.

Her voice tells me everything I need to know. Jeez, these people really need to learn how to conceal secrets better. It wouldn't hurt.

I dragged Katara over to this wasteland about ten minutes ago, judging by the various vibrations. I can tell the time by this way, because every minute has sixty seconds and every second I feel a tiny pulse, so small I can barely feel it. And I have felt a lot of those and Katara hasn't dared to speak. Until now that is.

I didn't want to ask Katara while in the presence of Zuko and Aang, because odds are, she would have extremely cautious and wouldn't spill much needed information easily.

"Come on, Katara, you're getting old here."

And with, her barriers open with a sigh.

"Alright, there is no need to be rude Toph. What did I tell you about manners?"

My eyes seem to roll by instinct now, without any further prodding necessary.

"Katara, I am one part of the wealthiest families in the world. I don't need to know about manners; I simply don't find them worthy of my valuable time. If I were polite to everyone I met, we would be moving very slowly indeed and we wouldn't be getting anywhere quickly.

"Okay, well I was walking to town with Zuko and we were suddenly ambushed by that crazy group of people whom insisted in screaming and roaring and cheering and various other words which end in ing, which imply celebration. And that's it. That's where our story ends."

"Katara, are you lying to me? You like Zuko, don't you? Why won't you just admit to yourself and to everybody else? We all like Zuko. We all accept him. The only person who will be angry is your brother and that is because he is Sokka and also your brother. Just tell me. Do you like Zuko? And Katara, remember I know when you are lying."

Apparently, Katara realised the truth in my words because when she finally admits to me, her voice is strong and confident and determined.

"Yes, I like him. Yes, I love him. And yes, I realise that my brother is a strange one."

My smile returns and the world seems right again because I finally got through to the stubborn one. She finally admitted her love for Zuko. It has been a difficult journey; tedious at times yet it was worthwhile. Definitely.

I hope that you enjoyed this chapter! Yes, I realise that it is short and I am sorry. It seems inevitable that this story will be reaching a conclusion within the next few chapters and I weep in tearful mourning.

Okay, I am over my drama moment. Please read and review and show your support; which by the way, means a great deal to me! :D