Author's Notes: Hello, all! After a long time of half-written stories, I return to you with two pathetically small stories to entertain you. Hopefully this will be the beginning of a stream of oneshots that I want to write/finish but haven't.

Please enjoy and review!

Alisa

As Old as They Are Married

"Toph, I was just thinking—"

"Really? That's a first."

"—and we're not as young as we used to be."

"Sokka, you're twenty. That's not old."

"I'm sure you're at that point in a woman's life where you want to settle down…"

"I don't want to settle down, noodlebrain, so just stop talking!"

"…so I was thinking—"

"Are you still trying that?"

"We should get married."

A pause.

"I said—"

"I heard what you said."

"Then why aren't you saying anything?"

"I'm mulling it over."

"Oh, okay. …Are you done mulling yet?"

"You know what I think, Sokka?"

"Really? You know how to do that?"

"I think we're not as young as we used to be."

They both grinned.

The Benefits of Mud-wrestling

Sokka scratched his chin with the tip of his boomerang. "Aang?" he said, his eyes never leaving the sight in front of him.

The Avatar's reply was a little slow in coming, as if he was distracted by something. "Yeah?"

"How long has Toph been this pretty?" He gestured in front of them with a sweep of his boomerang.

What had started out as a friendly spar between Katara and Toph had quickly gotten dirty. Both girls were covered in mud and were throwing punches at whatever part of their opponent they could reach.

"Hmm?" Aang's eyes followed the progression of the fight. "Toph's always been pretty."

"Yeah, but—" Sokka winced as the girls tumbled to the ground. "—but when did she get pretty pretty?"

Aang gave a half-hearted shrug. "I dunno. When you noticed?"

Katara pinned Toph under her and was just about to proclaim victory when Toph sent a stream of mud at her face. The fight continued.

"Huh." Sokka scratched his chin with the tip of his boomerang again.

"Hey, Sokka?" said Aang, his eyes drawn to Katara as she Bended the mud from under Toph's feet.

Sokka was silent until Toph formed a boulder and thrust it at Katara. "Yeah?"

"Do you think you're in love with Toph?" Aang wondered. His brow wrinkled as Toph's boulder caught Katara in the stomach.

Sokka drummed his fingers on his leg once, then said, "D'you think you're in love with Katara?"

"Hmm…" The girls were both panting heavily. "I guess we're in the same boat, Sokka," declared Aang.

"I guess we are, Mister Avatar," replied Sokka. His eyes followed the girls as they circled each other, neither willing to make the first move.

"Hey, Katara!"

Sokka jumped at Aang's sudden shout and had to steady himself on the boulder. The Airbender, on the other hand, was already ankle-deep in the mud and waving at the girls.

"Hey, Katara! Could you teach me that move?"

The fight quickly dispersed as Katara blushed and stumbled over the move she had performed flawlessly moments ago. Sokka scratched behind his ear this time.

Maybe, Sokka thought, just maybe… he wasn't giving the Avatar enough credit. He seemed to understand more of the situation than even Sokka could claim.

Maybe…

Sokka watched as Toph Bended the mud from her clothes with a sweep of her hands.

Maybe Aang was better at this, better than Sokka had first thought. Maybe, even, he thought, watching his sister tease the Avatar, good enough to make an example of.

Sokka grinned and slid off the rock into the mud.

"Hey, Toph! Think you could you teach me that move?"