Author's Notes: Oh, Sokka, you can never seem to keep your mouth shut, can you? This one's cute to make up the next few, which aren't dialogue at all. But whatever.
Drop and review and give me some ideas for the letter 'I'. I have my ideas, but I'm sure one of you can come up with something better. :P
Alisa
Earth
"Hey, Toph!"
Toph dropped her arms from the Earthbending stance she had been in and sighed. "What is it, Snoozles?"
"You have some dirt on your face," he informed her.
Toph visibly cringed. "Not 'dirt,' Ponytail, never 'dirt.' It's 'Earth,' or 'ground,' or 'rock.'"
"Fine. Toph, you have—"
"I mean, what are we standing on? Not "the Dirt," but "the Earth." We're standing on the Earth, or the ground, or even a rock. But I'm never gonna get caught standing in dirt."
"Hey, Toph?"
"Yes, Snoozles?"
"You have rock on your face."
Sokka had never been propelled quite as high.
They're so sweet together. :D