This wasn't exactly within the time limit I promised…but it's here! Just know that you can never trust me again- there, see everyone's happy now!

Toph and Sokka were taking a stroll through the town, not hand in hand, as expected, but we should know that they are not like this; they're more discreet with romance. Well Toph is. Sokka just chases the girl he wants and then can't figure out why they always die.

Of course they may not have been holding hands because this was what had happened the night before:

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Toph pulled away from Sokka, breathing heavily and her cheeks bright. She had never felt like this- she wasn't sure what to do. She had been imagining this sort of scenario with Sokka for a while now, but she never expected such a thing to actually happen. As Sokka had said in the little shop, he was three years older and they were friends. She hadn't watched any American Sitcoms to realize that friendship could always lead to something more. However, if this was the case, we'd have Avatar's version of Ross and Rachel, so let's be thankful.

"Sokka…"

"Toph?" He answered eagerly, his heart hammering underneath her fingertips that she had pressed against his chest without even realizing it, relishing the feeling of his body heat burning through her.

"I don't know…I…need to think about this…"

"About what?"

"About if we should…do this."

And like that, Tokka fans, you are throwing your hands up and cursing. Of course the story would stretch out a while longer; it would just be a pointless ditty otherwise, another one of your average drabbles. Sokka's face fell down to his feet. Figuratively. And with this, he began to back-up so swiftly that I'm surprised he didn't start beeping.

"So you don't like me- I knew I shouldn't have done this, it was crazy, but you seem to have been acting differently to me and-"

"Do I have to interrupt your rantings with a kiss like you did mine?" Toph asked, raising an eyebrow. She wasn't exactly against the idea; Sokka would've paid money for it. But that sounds inappropriate for Nickelodeon.

Sokka is an understanding guy, we all know it. Moaning, groaning, self-destructive, greedy, sarcastic, YES, but he understands when a Lady needs her time to think.

"Okay, Toph." He sighed in defeat, and let the back of his hand stray across her cheek bone one last time, "How long do you need, exactly?"

"Don't worry, Sokka, it'll be within thirty-six hours." (Though from past experiences we should know better than to trust her).

And as casual as if they had just been discussing more wrestling, they walked back through the streets, following the lamps back to two safe beds. That were SEPARATE, lemon lovers...

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"STEP RIGHT UP, STEP RIGHT UP! World Wrestling champions coming to this little villagefor a tournament you cannot miss!"

A curious little creature wearing an extravagant hat- shocking pink- and a black, witchy dress that trailed along the cobbled streets waved a fistful of fliers animatedly. Toph and Sokka couldn't help but stare interestedly.

"I wander why he's yelling," Toph mused, "We're the only two people in this street."

"Maybe he's talking to us." Sokka shrugged, "And I like the sound of that tournament! Let's go get a flier!"

"Interested, Buddy?" This strange person wheezed, peering through a strange little mask with a huge mouth hole, big enough to fit a reasonable chunk of meat in. If you haven't yet worked it out, it was indeed charming little Aang in his impressive disguise. The plan was in action- just what were Katara and Cari getting up to this very moment?

"You bet we are!" Sokka exclaimed enthusiastically, taking a leaflet with a crude drawing of two insanely muscled wrestlers, baring their teeth up at him, "It's tonight? On the eastern side of…that mountain?"

"That's the one! At Sundown- see ya both there!" Aang chirruped gleefully, and made to skip off.

"Wait- what's the charge?" Toph called after him.

"Nothing; it's for charity!" Aang called breezily over his shoulder as he scurried off.

"…Charity? Then surely it would cost to…oh never mind- wrestling!" Sokka cried out happily.

"More wrestling…" Toph murmured. She was as enthusiastic as the next wild-child with a thirst for crunching bones, but all they had done was wrestling. Of course, although we know Sokka isn't sensitive to a woman's needs, I'm going to change this JUST once so Sokka can surprise her with a romantic walk instead. She'll be baffled all the same!

The best part is, that as Toph trudged along with Sokka, feeling slightly down-hearted at Sokka's one track mind, as Sokka bounced along, trying to imagine himself and Toph looking out over the view from the mountains, as Aang tottered off in with a devious grin that didn't suit him AND as Cari and Katara wrestled with a h-uge net, they had no idea that NOTHING was about to go as they expected.

And what can we expect but Chaos?