When Sokka opened his eyes, he did not know where he was or why he was there.
Looking around he saw that beside him were Aang and Toph, and some sort of altar was in front of him. All around there was people and red and blue.
Cheers suddenly filled the air. Sokka turned and saw Katara waling down an aisle that divided the sea of people. She looked very pretty wearing a long, flowing dress and holding a bouquet of red and blue flowers.
Looking back toward the altar, he noticed there was a man standing at it, looking tall and proud. It was then that Sokka realized what happening. Katara, his baby sister, was getting married.
Katara stopped in front of the man, smiling as she stared into his golden eyes. She reached one hand up to touch the red mark on his face, and they both leaned forward, until their lips finally met…
Sokka jolted upright in bed, awakening from what he deemed a nightmare. Realizing he was still in bed and that Katara had not just kissed Zuko, he let out a sigh of relief.
The door of his room flew open, and Suki stepped in saying, "Oh, good, you're up. Zuko and your sister are getting married soon, so you need to get ready."
Sokka stared blankly at her.
"Have I ever brought you to the North Pole?"
"What?" she asked, surprised by the sudden question.
"C'mon, I'll take you there." He said.
"But- what about the wedding?!"
"Screw the wedding! Let's get outta here!"
Author's Notes: Yes, I'm using that same prompt again. xD I just get so much use out of it! This time, I decided to torture Sokka a little.
Disclaimer: I do not own 'Avatar' or any of its characters.
