Behold! A Fanfic is born, under the category of Avatar: The Last Airbender! Feast your eyes on its awesomeness! gasp Okay, now that I've gotten past that, this is my fan fiction, Memories. This is about Sokka, because I LIVE UNDER THE SPELL OF SOKKA'S CUTENESS, HILARITY, AND SARCASM!
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN STINKIN' AVATAR, IF I DID, I'D BE A MILLIONARE LIVING SOMEWHERE OTHER THAN DUSTY OLD TUCSON, ARIZONA!
Chapter 1: The spark that kindled the flame
The fire was dying out, and Aang and Katara were sleeping quietly, but Sokka somehow couldn't fall asleep. He rolled over on his side and looked onto the fading embers of the campfire.
What was wrong with him? He hadn't been hungry either, and that was something to be about. Aang and Katara were certainly surprised to see him reject food; the three of them hadn't eaten in hours.
Aang snored lightly, and he slowly drifted into Sokka's train of thought. The Avatar, only a 12-year-old monk, but nevertheless, the Avatar, master of all four elements. Sokka could hardly believe at first that he was a friend, but now, he felt almost like a brother to Aang. True, the kid could be a bit annoying, but he was just trying to be himself, after all, he was the last Airbender.
Katara rolled over next to her brother, curling up in a ball on her side.
Katara, his younger sister. She was so sweet to both of them, so caring and understanding. Sokka realized that he underappreciated her sometimes, and that made him feel foolish. Katara was always there to take care of him and Aang, she was the only family they, or he, for that matter, had. His parents were long-gone, his mother dead and his father off fighting the war with the other men from the Southern Water Tribe. If only he could make it up to her… somehow.
Was that what was bugging him? He was feeling guilty for under appreciating his sister?
Maybe… He thought to himself: Maybe I should make breakfast for us in the morning, I bet they would like something good to wake up to for a change. Aang and Katara have been working so hard, and…what have I been doing? Being lazy, that's what I've been doing. I hardly helped set up camp at all yesterday.
He crawled out of his sleeping bag and walked out into the dark shadow of the trees. The forest was awfully quiet, except for the noise of a few midnight crickets chirping peacefully in the bushes. The rhythmic tune calmed him, and he was able to look for food more easily. He found a berry bush and a few different types of nuts, along with three apples. That should have been a good enough breakfast for the three of them. He could roast the nuts while the fire was still going.
He laughed to himself. Thelast time he had found nuts, Aang and Katara weren't willing to eat them, but he was sure they would change their mind.
He reached the campsite, setting the food down by the fire. He roasted the nuts and wrapped them in a blanket, they would be cooled by morning. He put the berries and apples in a second blanket and looked over to check on Aang and Katara, but what shocked him was what he didn't see…
Sarah: That Chapter wasn't too long, but the story gets better!
Dani: Your story stinks on ice, Sarah.
Sarah: Well, gee, thanks for your support. pushes Tweek off the chair
Dain: Ow…okay, it's average, I guess.
Sarah: That's more like it.