Author's Notes: Written for thefoxbandit over at livejournal, because we thought this would be the perfect scene.

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Alisa

Just Him and Her

A Persuasive Argument

In the closet:

Sokka raised his arms over his head in a stretch and yawned. He had decided when he got up at noon that today was going to be a lazy day, and what better way to start a lazy day then a long bath? Ruffling his long hair that was still wild with bed head, he pulled open the linen closet, fully intending on getting a fluffy towel for his bath.

"Gah! What're you two doing in here?!"

Katara pulled her face away from Aang's painfully slowly. Her glare was particularly irritated and Sokka vaguely wondered if she had her water skin on her.

"What d'you want, Sokka?" she barked, hands still flexing across the Avatar's chest. "In case you haven't noticed, Aang and I are kind of busy."

"Kind of busy?" he squeaked. "Well please, don't let me interrupt you!"

"How kind of you to be so considerate," Katara said shortly, and Sokka could see their lips come together before the door was even slammed in his face.

He made a gagging sound in the back of his throat as unpleasant images of his baby sister and the Avatar flooded his mind. Then he remembered something:

"I never got my towel!"

In the garden:

A nice stroll in the garden—that's what Sokka needed. He could feel the tension rushing out of his body as the sounds of birds chirping and the scent of earth and grass overwhelmed his senses. It was a perfect day, nothing but clear skies and a warm breeze. In fact, it would be the perfect day for a—

"—picnic. This isn't half as dull as I thought it would be."

"I'm glad you like it."

Wincing, Sokka peered around a large flowery bush and was met with just the sight he assumed he would be: Zuko and Mai, their lips locked together in a slow kiss. The urge to revisit his breakfast was hard to suppress.

"Afternoon, Sokka," he heard a grating voice say.

He squinted open his eyes to find the prince of the Fire Nation raising an eyebrow at him in that condescending way he had.

"Uh… I'm just gonna go now," Sokka replied hastily. He shuffled away, half-blinded by the hand over his eyes, but that didn't stop him from catching the glare Mai was giving him as she brought her lips back to Zuko's.

In the kitchen:

"I just don't get it!" Sokka complained, shoving a pastry into his mouth whole. "Everywhere I go, I end up seeing people kissing!"

Toph took a bite of her moonpeach and turned her face toward his. "Now who did you see?"

"First I see Aang and Katara going at it in a closet!" he fumed. "The Avatar and my baby sister—" he struggled for a moment, "—kissing!"

"Oh, is that all they were doing?" Toph replied. "I've walked in on them doing much worse."

She didn't need to see to know the face Sokka was making. A grin broke out on her face.

"A-and then—then!" he sputtered helplessly, "I catch Mai and Zuko behind a bush!"

She cocked an eyebrow. "Why were you looking behind a bush in the first place?"

"Toph!" Sokka sent her a sharp glare. "You're not helping!"

"Hey, I can't help it if you're such a jelly-legged wimp," she retorted easily, taking another bite of her moonpeach.

"I'm not a wimp!" he shouted, his voice cracking. "I just don't approve of all this lovey-dovey kissing going on!"

She faced him skeptically. "You know," she said, gesturing at him with her moonpeach, "maybe if you got yourself a girlfriend, you wouldn't have such a problem with this."

"A girlfriend?!" he repeated, sounding shocked. Then he stroked his chin and raised his eyebrows. "A girlfriend… huh, that's not a bad idea!"

"Thanks," Toph replied thinly.

"But where am I supposed to get a girlfriend?" Sokka mused out loud, having completely ignored Toph's comment.

"Huh," Toph pondered sarcastically. "Now where in the world could you possibly get a girlfriend?"

"That's exactly what I need to figure out! Maybe if I—"

"Oh you idiot!" Dropping her moonpeach, Toph stood and bridged the space between them in three quick steps. Her eyebrows knit, she reached up, took his face in her hands, and pulled his lips to hers.

She pulled back quickly and took a deep breath. "D'you get it now, Sokka?"

"Uh…" He shook his head slightly, as if to clear it. "Yeah. Yeah—I, uh, I think I get it."

"Good."

Toph brought her lips to his, and suddenly Sokka wasn't too concerned about Aang and Katara any more.

In the closet again:

"Ah—! What are you two doing?!"

Sokka frowned at his sister from over Toph's shoulder. "What does it look like we're doing, Katara?"

Katara flushed. "It looks like my big brother—"

"D'you mind, Sweetness?" Toph cut in. Her hair was particularly ruffled. "In case you haven't noticed, me and Sokka are kind of busy."

"Kind of—? Well, don't let me interrupt you!" the Waterbender huffed.

"Thank you! Toph, if you don't mind—?"

A solid wall of rock filled the doorway. No one would be bothering Sokka and Toph for a while.