A/N: Chapter 2... will get back to AWOW eventually. . Thanks for the comments, (especially on AWOW... and all you Kataang lovers out there for this one, I suppose) Not really sure what to think of Pirate Bob's comment, but ... thank you? ...

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Avatar: The Last Airbender or any of the characters within it.

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Banquet

I don't remember having any dreams last night. I'm not sure what to think of that; if it's good or not. I thought about asking someone, but then again, they'd probably think it was a moot point anyway.

Well, I guess Aang wouldn't say that, but it was too hard to talk to him... period. How does he even do that? I try to be so supportive of everything he does, and even through all that support; even when I do talk to him; I feel like I'm left speechless. I can't control myself sometimes. It'll just be some random time... some accomplishment of his (which happens often, may I add), where I just find myself touching him or kissing him on the cheek... Anything. Anything that can scatter my desires away long enough for me to think clearly.

I pushed myself upwards into a sitting position while still in my sleeping bag. It was probably about two hours past dawn. The sun wasn't fully set in the sky, but it was nearing it's peak. The first thing I saw after the burning bright sun was Sokka making breakfast and sitting next to the campfire.

Wait. Sokka... making breakfast? Yikes.

I put my hand over my mouth as I yawned, and Sokka looked over at me.

"Morning, sis."

I nonchalantly rubbed my eye as he walked towards me with a excessively large meal in his arms; three different slabs of food. He tried to hand it to me, but decided on putting it next to me. Smart choice.

"Thanks." I was still a little scared to know where he got this, how he made it, and if it were any good.

I picked at some of the food a bit, but then eventually tried a bite. It was unbelievably delicious. I had no idea what any of it was, but it had a warm, fluid-like taste. It was very light and soft as well.

"Wow, Sokka! This is amazing!"

He gave me a genuinely excited smile, but then cleared his throat. "Oh, uh... I didn't make it. I just put some of the spices on. You like?"

"Oh." I looked down at the plate. "Well I like your spices... but how did we afford this? And where did you get it?"

Sokka laughed softly. "The ingredients didn't cost much. But apparently they were hard to find." He shrugged. "I don't know."

"How do you not know?"

Sokka smirked. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to see it or not judging by his next comment. "Aang made it."

Aww. That was so sweet of him!

I tried to compose myself. "Oh, alright. What did you think of it?"

Sokka narrowed his eyes. "He didn't bother to make any for me," he mumbled, "He said he is giving it to you as a 'present' for being his waterbending teacher... and that if I ate any of it I'd be toast."

"What about Toph?"

He shook his head. "Mm-mm. Aang said she doesn't accept presents."

I giggled. Toph would go out of her way to accept presents if they involved food. I couldn't help but blush thinking this was about something totally different.

I had to ask.

"So he only made this for me?"

Sokka gave me a short, spiteful chuckle. "It appears so."

I smiled to myself and looked down at the food.

Damn that airbender, making me feel like this over a stupid meal. Only Sokka and Toph were supposed to be this excited to receive a banquet... Waterbending teacher? Hah. I guess Sokka would fall for anything these days. I thought people got smarter as they got older? Oh well, I guess that was a lost cause.

I noticed Sokka still staring at me.

"What?" I asked casually.

He sighed and turned around to walk away. "Nothing, nothing. It just looks really good."

I watched Sokka vanish into the forest. Where he was going, I wasn't sure, nor did I really care.

This was really good, I hated to admit.

I supposed this counted as point number two, huh? Well, water can play this game just as well as air.