Author's Note: Long time, ne? I'll be swift, as usual, and say that I have been busy. You probably don't care. You just want your Kataang, now DAMMIT!!1! Ten Passions on Live Journal. Do them.
Disclaimer: No. It doesn't belong to me.
Passion: Sarcasm
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III. Sarcasm
The crackling of the fire and the sound of Sokka's snores filled the evening. Katara had a bad case of insomnia, and it had nothing to do with Appa's itchy fur(not this time anyway). It was Aang, he looked...pensive.
Who wouldn't be after what he's been through though?
She considered asking what was wrong, but Aang spoke before she could.
"Hey Katara..." she looked in his direction.
"Yes?"
"You know, you're really ugly."
'What...? WHAT?! Why that-'
"Stop looking at me like that Katara! I was only being sarcastic! Please don't look at me like that. It was only a-OW!"
She slept well that night. After Aang's beating of course.
La Fin