Takes place post-series.

"You. Are the greatest girlfriend. Ever."

Suki grinned. "Happy birthday. Now get out of my sight."

Sokka threw his arms around her and hugged so violently that she staggered a little, but the moment her hands were up to retaliate he was gone, a streak of blue and white and all enthusiasm.

It wasn't really that hard to figure out what Sokka wanted for his birthday. He was the kind of guy who didn't like just any one thing - no, it had to have some kind of history to it. Suki knew that no matter what she tried to give him, it wouldn't be history-ey enough, so she dragged him onto the ferry to Ba Sing Se, and, well, here they were.

The store itself was mostly weapons, but it boasted a great deal of knicknacks and trinkets as well. Suki suspected that Sokka wasn't the only one within the city with an obsessive love for shiny junk. It was endearing, in a dorky sort of way.

Suddenly, Sokka reappeared from wherever he had submerged, his arms full of what looked like sequined pillows. "These would be great for your room!" he gushed. "They're shiny, and girly, and fluffy!"

Suki raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure you don't mean your room?" she wondered.

Sokka, however, wasn't deterred. He tried to push them towards her. "Take them, I want them! You said anything!"

Suki sighed, rolled her eyes, and held out her arms. She had said anything. "But, Sokka," she protested, as he made a happy noise and shoved them into her arms. "They're kinda...I dunno...ugly?"

Sokka shook his head, waving a finger at her. "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, my love!" he replied, which, to her, explained nothing. "Oh! Oh! Look! Seal-turtle statues!"

And he was gone once again.

It took an hour for Sokka to be shopped out. He and Suki left with at least nine bags between them and Suki's coinpurse seriously emaciated. She didn't even remember half of what he had shoved at her, only that he just "had to have it".

But then, as she looked over at how happy he was, how he chattered non-stop about his new purchases, and how he kept thanking her over and over again, she realised that it was so worth it.

Even though her boyfriend was a huge dork.

She just hoped, really hoped, that she could find some way to get rid of this crap from her house. Because otherwise, she was shipping him back to the South Pole.