A/N: At first, I honestly had no idea what I was going to write for 67. Then I honestly came across that statistic and was inspired. XDDDDD This is quite obviously AU, as it is set in our current time.

On a side-note: Sokka is one of the brainy kids in high school and he also happens to be on the swim team. And he does well in shop class, despite the time he nearly sliced his finger off. ;;;;; Don't ask how my mind works.

"It smells delicious." Hakoda said with a grin, placing a kiss on Bato's cheek before sitting down at the table with the family. Sokka had already began wolfing his dinner down and was well on his way to getting seconds by the time his father had joined them. Bato often marveled at how much food the boy could eat. It was equally amazing how the teen hadn't eaten them out of house-and-home by now. Luckily his sister didn't share the same eating habits as she politely ate her dinner, stopping for a minute to poke at the peas, her nose turning up a bit in disgust.

"You don't have to eat them if you don't want to." As their step-father, Bato didn't ever purposefully do anything to upset the kids. Hakoda told him he didn't have to worry about that, but he still wasn't going to risk having them dislike him.

Katara smiled and pushed the peas to the side, "Thanks, Bato."

Sokka grinned and pointed at them with his fork, his mouth still full of food, "Can I have 'em?"

Katara, though slightly disgusted by her brother's bad table manners, nodded and raked the peas onto his plate.

"So how was school?" Hakoda asked before popping a piece of the roast in his mouth.

"I passed my CPR class!" Katara beamed. Hakoda gave her a proud smile. He knew how much she wanted to go into the nursing field and passing CPR practically guaranteed her an internship at the city's hospital through the high school's nursing program so long as she kept her grades up.

"And what about you Sokka?"

The teen continued to eat as he responded, "Well, I read something interesting today before practice. See, in my sociology class, we're getting into the chapter on love and relationships and stuff and I was reading an article for our assignment. And I saw this statistic…"

Sokka trailed off as he took a bite out of a rather large chunk of meat. "Actually, I wonder if you and Bato fit into it…"

"Well, what is it?"

"The article said that 67 of all gay couples have sex at least three times a week. What about you guys?"

The reactions he received from the causally asked question were priceless. Katara looked absolutely horrified. While her dad's sexuality and choice of partner didn't bother her, she did NOT want to think about her dad having sex. Period. Bato's eyes widened and he dropped his fork, his face turning several different shades of red. Hakoda face-palmed and sighed. He was definitely going to have to have a talk with his son about what was inappropriate to talk about at supper.

Sokka blinked, clearly not realizing that he had just mentally scarred his sister and embarrassed his dads. "Did I say something wrong?"