She woke with a startle, a terrible, and yet wonderful dream she had. She dreamed that she empress of the Imperial Water Tribes, married to the one she loved, mother to his children. She dreamed that her husband had gone off to war; to defeat rebel water benders. And yet, it was all just a dream. Nothing more than a wish of the heart. Katara looked around at her surroundings. She was asleep in appa's sattle, wrapped tightly in her sleeping bag. Her brother, Sokka, lay mumbling about Odango. Aang, her best friend and the Avatar; deep in slumber with appa's reigns held tight in his hands.
She gasped, as she felt her face and looked down at her body. She was still the girl of 16 she had been when she went to sleep
hours earlier. She sighed in relief that it had just been a very, very vivid dream. She was not an empress, or a mother, or an aunt.
Well, for all she knew she wasn't an aunt. But knowing Sokka, who knew. Any thing was possible. But despite her womanizing
brother's ways, she loved him. Katara turned her head to look at aang, who was snoring softly a few feet away from her. She quietly
crawled out of her make-shift bed, and over to him.
When she reached him, she gazed upon his face. He was now 17, and looked some-what like a man. But he still held some child like features. He still loved to ride giant animals, get into trouble, and of course, show off infront of her. Aang shifted in his sleep to face Katara, drool rolling down the side of his cheek. Katara giggled softly as she rolled her eyes and made her way back to her sleeping place. The quite rusling of fabric woke aang from his not-so-deep slumber. He slowly sat up and looked around. He saw Katara quickly try and act as if she was sleeping, but he was wise to her tricks now.
"Katara... Why are you still up?" He asked slyly as he made his way to her. She tried as best she could to surpress the giggle that
wanted to escape her, only to laugh so hard that Sokka almost woke up. Aang took this as a good sign, and tackled her. "Yiiie"
Katara squeaked as he landed on her. "Why did you do that!" She asked as she continued to laugh hard. "Because, you should
be asleep!" She said playfully as he bagan to tickle her. "Stop... stop!" She struggled to say as she began to laugh so hard her
stomach began to hurt.
Thier tickle fight lasted another five minutes, before Aang got tired, and fell off her. Once they caught their breahte, Katara spoke. "I have to tell you about the wierdest dream I have ever had."
To Be Continued...