Been a while, eh? I'm working on a multi-chapter fic, and I'm nearing the end of my drabble archives. The remaining pieces pretty much all deal with Mai or Maiko, so I'm going to spread them out. For now, I have another Avatar Spirit Drabble Contest entry (generic runner-up since only a winner was announced), and during this week I'll have some Ty Luko Week participation.
Theme: Whump! What's a whump fic? It's basicly a hurt/comfort fic, but the there's a repeated amount of hurt and it's called whumping by that fandom. You are free to do anything under these guidelines: at least one character must under go first 'hurt' (which may be implied, meaning you don't even have to write the whumping itself) then 'comfort.'
Criteria: The Three C's
Comfort- Regardless of the severity or amount of whump that is done, there is always that bittersweet moment of comfort at the end that makes it all worth reading.
Creativity
Custard- Comfort includes comfort food. Include custard somewhere in your drabble. Try not to put it in the obvious place, unless there's a significant reason.
Jabberwhumpy
Zuko walked into the dining room to find the whole group hanging out. Ignoring their antics, he went over to Aang and deposited the dish of frozen custard in front of him. "This is for you."
Aang looked impressed. "Great! Why?"
"I just wanted to convey my gratitude for that time, after I rescued you from Zhao's fortress. You stayed with me until I regained consciousness, and I attacked you when you asked if we could be friends. That was wrong."
Suddenly, all other conversation ceased. The greatest sign of danger was Sokka's amused expression. "Aang, you didn't tell us about any of this! You just said that Zuko saved you!"
Aang shrugged. "He got hit in the mask he was wearing by an arrow. I think it was blunted or something. Anyway, it knocked him out and he wouldn't wake up. I just wanted to make sure he was okay, so I waited until he came to. Head injuries can be serious, you know."
"Could have fooled me, the way Zuko takes a dive." Sokka stalked over to the increasingly annoyed Fire Prince. "So you slept the night away while Aang watched over you, eh?"
Behind him, Toph grabbed Katara's head and began cuddling it. The Waterbender gave a yelp and looked quite disturbed. "Aw," Toph cooed, "little princey needs cuddles to feel better."
Sokka grinned wide. "Is that how it was, Zuko? Were you fading in and out of the darkness, your balance gone, wishing you had something to stabilize you?"
"And then Twinkletoes was beside you, his hands anchoring you to the solid Earth, and you couldn't help but hold him in return."
Sokka paced around the grimacing Zuko. "Did you cry out, and Aang assured you he was there? Did the pain make you nauseous, until Aang's cool hand brought relief?"
Toph promptly slapped a hand across Katara's forehead. The Waterbender tried to protest, but Toph didn't seem to care. "Feel better, baby. Aangy Wangy is here to keep you safe!"
Sokka stopped in front of Zuko, and leaned towards the Firebender. "Is that why you're bringing him frozen custard? To convey the sweet coolness you felt when he comforted you?"
Toph kissed Katara's head with all the force she usually put into her affectionate punches. "Have some cool sweetness, sweetness!"
Zuko gently pushed Sokka back a few steps. "Aang likes deserts. I know this little shack that sells great frozen custard, and thought of Aang when I was getting some. I bent the heat away from it to keep it cool for him. To show my gratitude and apologize for my bad behavior. You might want to look into that concept some time."
Zuko began walking away.
"Where are you going?" Sokka asked.
"To my room." Zuko realized that his audience wasn't mature enough to get the right idea. "To sulk!"
Katara finally tore her head out of Toph's grasp. "Great, now I have a headache."
That got Aang's attention. "Here, have some of my frozen custard."
"Aw, thanks. That's sweet."
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