The young girl ran around the park, her bubble wand waving high in the air. She was having the time of her life, entertained by the perfect spheres of bubble soap. "Bubbles! Can I play?" a boy asked.
"Sure! I'm Katara," she introduced herself.
"I'm Aang. Do you come here a lot? How old are you?" he asked these questions, really curious.
"Sometimes. I'm 6. How old are you?"
"I'm 5," he answered, smiling at her.
She was really pretty, and Aang liked her. She was nice. "Do you want to come back to where my parents are? I have food if you're hungry," she asked.
He nodded and they ran back, bubble wands waving in the air, and had a snack of crackers and juice.
10 years later
"Remember when we first met? I thought you were the prettiest girl ever!" Aang asked his girlfriend, Katara, who was with him up in a tree in a park.
Not just any park though. This was the park they had first met at. "Yeah. You were so cute! You're hot now," she said, smiling.
He kissed her for the comment, and returned it. "You're still the prettiest, you know," he said.
"Aw! Thanks, you're so sweet!" The two shared one more kiss before jumping down from their spot on the tree to head back home, where Sokka was waiting for them, wondering where they were all this time. "Katara! Did he hurt you?"
"No Sokka, for the last time, we like each other. Now leave us alone," she said back to him.
"Alright, but Aang, if you hurt my baby sister, you're getting the beating of your lifetime!" he threatened, getting a fist in the gut from Katara.
"Stop bugging him! You know he'd never hurt me! Come on Aang, lets go upstairs." He followed her up, leaving Sokka fuming on the spot.