"She has also seen through Azulas problem, but until now she seems to be too deep drown in her own, to dare a step to offer her a helping hand." She doesn't know as much as Teo does, but she realizes that something is off. Part of it is that she is a little resentful over how she was treated by Azula to some degree. "beside the fact, that the way she came up with questioning the rumors about her is giving Suki the negative connotation." In that aspect it was nothing personal. Mai was just mad that she didn't get her quiet room.
"Mai is still busy with punishing herself. She doesn't allow herself to have fun anymore" She's pretty good at punishing herself and it's a very nasty habit. Especially combined with her little drunken rebellious streak. "The tattoo is a permanent choice." Like I'm all for tattoos as long as they are gotten when a person is thinking clearly and not at a shady party for free lmao. "An professional tattoo studio would have been the save choice for this. Did June cleaned the needle or had she changed it? Had she desinfected the area. Did she used disposable gloves, which were aseptic?" Pros are always better and safer. But when you're a drunk and angst riddled teen, anything sounds like a good idea. "But I don't know, if it would be legal to sting a high-school-girl a tattoo with the permission of their parents." Where I live, doing that is 100% illegal. As far as I know, where I live, you have to be 18 or older. "But these exceptions aren't allowed to be made, if someone is drunk." Where I live it's also illegal to tattoo a drunk person. "Maybe she'll regret this decision even more, than she's expecting right now." Oh she will lmao :D "She really needs someone, who takes care for her and for the start gives her a long hug and tells her, that's not her fault." Exactly! To be honest, in this fic, that's all pretty much all of the characters need!

Sokka gave the bottle a spin, receiving an eye roll from Suki when it landed on the person sitting next to her. He didn't know the girl but party rules said that he'd be planting a kiss on her cheek. She took it with a smile and a blush and then spun the bottle for herself.

"Can we bob for apples or something?" Suki asked. "I don't want to have to kiss…" she looked around the circle. "Any of these people actually."

"What about this person." He jabbed a thumb into his own chest.

"Especially not that guy." Suki rolled her eyes. "Come on, Sokka. Katara's probably getting bored."

He sighed, "you're right." He looked Katara's way. Now that Aang had ran off, his dork of a sister was reading a book. He came up behind her and she gave a start. "Wow there, it's just me."

She slammed her book shut. "Well gee, thanks, Sokka!"

He lifted his hands in surrender. "You're jumpy tonight."

"I know right, it's almost like I have a stalker or something who just so happens to be at this party." She hissed. "It's not like I came here because my older brother said that he'd hang out with me." She rubbed her forehead in the agitated fashion that only Katara could manage. "Wow. I'm such an idiot. I can't believe I thought that this would go well…"

"Come on, Kat. Now you're making me feel bad."

"You should feel bad." Suki muttered. "We told her that we'd make sure she had a good time tonight and we decided to play spin the bottle instead." Suki frowned. And to Katara she mumbled, "sorry."

Sokka took a seat next to her, he was beginning to feel like shit. First he ran away when Suki needed him the most. Now he was off screwing around at a party when Katara was in very real danger. Danger that he had fumed about only a handful of days ago. He raked his hand through his hair. He supposed that he just wanted to enjoy life again, the way he used to. He just wanted things to be lax and stress free as they had been prior to his college acceptance letter.

Just one normal, fun night.

That's all he was asking for.

.oOo.

Katara's jitters didn't let up. It didn't matter how many times she whacked that jack-o-lantern pinata, from the looks of it, she was just as stressed as before. Suki wished she could outright slug Jet in the face. He hadn't made any moves yet, but the knowledge that he might was enough for her. She took the bat from Katara and gave the pinata a good smash, she visualized that she hadn't hit a jack-o-lantern but Jet's junk instead. The image alone made her laugh, and that wasn't even factoring in that she had busted the pinata open.

A few party guests surged forward and snatched up the candy before she, Sokka, or Katara could get any. It was fine by her, she was in it for the busting of the pinata anyhow.

"The baby wants to take a trip to the concessions stand?" Suki declared.

"The baby or Suki?" Sokka rolled his eyes.

"Both of us, actually." Suki said.

"I guess. I wasn't exactly able to get what I wanted the first time I went to the concessions stand." Katara replied.

"But the real snack is right here." Sokka wriggled his eyebrows.

"Eww, gross." Katara whacked him with her book. "Not in front of your little sister."

Perhaps elsewhere, Suki thought to herself. She wanted to give herself a good slap. Could pregnancy hormones make a person horny? Her cheeks flushed. If people didn't know any better they might have been under the impression that she was drinking. She sighed to herself, she missed being able to do that. She ran a hand over her baby bump. Frankly she was ready for the little guy or girl to just be born already.

.oOo.

"Oh, hi Katara!" Sokka heard TyLee cheerfully greet. A little spark ignited in him, maybe he'd get a good time after all! He could meander away with Suki for about an hour—an hour wasn't so long—and Katara could spend some time getting to know TyLee better! He'd get his good time and she'd blossom a new friendship better. It was a win-win as far as he could see.

He couldn't imagine something happening in an hour and if there was a problem, she could send him a quick text and he'd have an ass kicking at the ready. She had let Aang wander off after all, he couldn't see any major differences.

Frankly he was itching to get out of his werewolf costume, it was growing very hot. He imagined that Suki was probably growing tired of her kangaroo costume too. "You got some icing on your face." He leaned in.

"You better not!" She practically squealed.

It was too late, he had already licked it off.

"Really, Sokka." Katara rolled her eyes.

At the same time Suki remarked, "that was just nasty." He had earned himself the remains of a brownie to the face.

"That's fair." He remarked.

TyLee giggled. "You guys are funny."

"I do my best." Sokka said.

"You two need to get a room, that's what you need to do." Katara grumbled. That time he couldn't detect an ounce of humor. He hoped that it was just the stress that was getting to her and not his own selfishness or stupidity. Whatever the reason, she was shooting fire with her eyes.

He tried to joke it off, "is that an invitation." Okay so it was more of a half-joke.

"Ya know what, Sokka? Sure. It's whatever you want it to be." Without another word, he watched her storm off.

"Katara!" TyLee shouts and sprung up to follow.

Sokka makes off to do the same, but Suki's hand fell on her shoulder. "Let her cool off for a bit, she'll call you if she needs anything."

He stuffed his hands into his pockets. If she was hitting him up with some reverse psychology it sure as hell was working. Now that he didn't have a choice, he wanted to follow her around the party. He also wanted to slam his head against the concessions table, this whole thing was growing frustrating. He couldn't be there to babysit her all day, every day. Yet when he has the opportunity to look out for her, he seemed to just throw it away. Some big brother he was.

.oOo.

Getting Sokka up to the bedroom had been a task. The man was so hot and cold. One minute he was all about the party and his game of spin the bottle. The next, all he wanted to do was either follow Katara around out of brotherly love or follow Jet around waiting for an opportunity to knock the boy on his ass.

It took a text from Katara promising to text them if she found trouble and a picture of she in the company of TyLee—not that the girl was much of a bodyguard to ease Sokka's mind. To get him to the bedroom, it took an angry text from Katara, telling him to 'just have fun, because I don't want to hear you complain about how you missed out because of me.'

Suki had to frown, this was probably what Jet wanted. He wanted to cause a rift in the family, to get her to isolate herself. Not that Sokka would truly let that happen. Suki knew that she certainly wouldn't. She let her costume drop and joined Sokka under the covers.

"Are you sure this is safe for the baby?" Sokka asked.

"One round won't hurt. Just…uh…take it easy." She replied sheepishly.

.oOo.

His back arched and he muffled a cry of pleasure. Finally things were getting good at this party, frankly, he couldn't wait to show Suki a college party. She pressed herself closer and he heard the door open. She jolted and cried out. His own second cry was anything but pleasured.

"You got a room, now go the extra mile and lock the door."

Sokka groaned. With the door good and shut again, the mood was as good as dead.

Suki was frowning deeply, "I really hope she keeps quiet about this at lunch…"

"She has to or else she's going to have to explain what she was doing up here." Sokka assured her. "He moved to find his boxers. He slipped back into them, still feeling both flustered and buzzes of passion. He picked up his pants, in the pocket his phone was going off like crazy.