Disclaiming Banner: I posses the human spark. I think. I do know I do not possess ATLA.
Leery
He was a healthy teenaged-boy. Healthy dammit! But that did not mean he was ever going to tell Zuko about this. He wanted to live to be a healthy middle-aged-guy, thank you. So that meant he was never going to be able to go drinking with the young Firelord. No matter how much free booze that actually meant.
'Cause bad stuff would happen. Bad, soul-scarring, limb-rending stuff. Liquor and his deep, dark, secrets were pals. The last time Sokka had gotten drunk he'd admitted that sometimes he wanked to thoughts of Azula. Yup, that's right. Princess Azula. You in the back, stop with the gagging. Have you looked at her? When she's not talking, she's really hot.
But coming back to the soul-scarring. Suki might have taken his drunken admission on with some of her own drunken horniness; but that was Sokka getting lucky. If Zuko found out, (dear sweet Yue, never let him find out) he might just never get lucky again.
A/N: I have too much angst in Dim Sum. This was my personal challenge to be as irreverent as possible in under 200 words.
