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Leisure Activities

Chapter 3

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Tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth, Sokka carefully modelled yet another tentacle of the super-sized Kraken. Toph dully scooped sand and through it across the mound of dirt.

"Hey," she said loudly, "we better win, or I swear, you're gonna regret it."

"Shh!" Sokka hissed out of the corner of his mouth, unable to spare a glance away from his 'masterpiece.' "Be quiet! We have to act…couple-y!"

"You wish," Toph snorted, crossing her arms and abandoning the Kraken for Sokka's hand. "Hem, I mean, you wish, darling."

"Of course, honey bun," Sokka shot back. "Would you like to help me with this, sweetie pie?"

Toph considered it. "Nah," she yawned, smirking. "I think I'll just sit here, maybe ask the waiter for a smoothie, you know, that kinda stuff. That's alright with you, isn't it, dear?"

Sokka ground his teeth. But suddenly…oh, yes! The perfect comeback! He didn't care if she was beautiful, bossy, and his only chance for a social life—it was pay back time. "Oh, snuggly-puss," Sokka cooed as loudly as he could, to which Toph choked on air, "Are you upset because we didn't make love last night, like you wanted? Don't worry, my crumbly cookie, tonight, all your desires will be sated!"

Toph was torn between gaping or gagging. "Making love? No one calls it making love anymore, except maybe my grandmother! It's having sex, or sleeping together, or shagging, or even bedding, okay?! Just no"—she shuddered—"love making."

A hotel employee walked up to them. "Excuse me," he said cautiously. "Is something wrong?

"No, no, nothing's wrong," Sokka waved him away, sounding as if something very much was. Toph smacked herself across the forehead as he continued, "My little butter ball is just having some issues with the Kraken. She just can't get crackin' on it," Sokka giggled to himself, as his companion wondered just how many times you could tell the same joke (she'd already decided that once was enough).

The terrified man smiled weakly. "How hilarious, Sir."

"Thank you," Sokka smiled. "At least someone appreciates my magnificent sense of humor!"

Toph snorted. "And who would that be, Mr. 'I'm About to Piss my Pants?'"

Sokka glowered. "He liked my joke! Didn't you, Mr...Hotel...Employee..." he trailed off, blinking, to discover that said worker had run for his life. "Huh," he mused, "Musta had something important to do."

"Oh, yeah, 'cause it's not like we scared him to death or anything, the wimp." Toph threw a handful of sand up into the air, and Sokka spit out the clump that flew straight in his mouth.

"Well..." he drawled, "My manliness can be pretty terrifying. Poor, insignificant creature. As if he'll ever live up to my level of strength and power..."

Toph laughed. "You? Manly? As if. Brittney Spears is manlier then you."

"Actually, I kinda expected that," he shrugged. "Without hair, she just looks...weird."

"Oh, yeah, the weirdest."

"Glad you agree with me—" Sokka's triumphant smile dropped to a frown. "…Humph. Meanie."

He received a snigger in reply. "Wow, great insult—"

"Excuse me!" All heads—except, of course, Toph's—turned to face the head employee as he called for attention. "The judges will be coming around in five minutes. Winners will advance to the next round...and have a chance to win the Triple Beach Crown Challenge!"

"Arrgh!" Sokka panicked, and began frantically moulding the Kraken once more. "Come on, help me! Where do you think I should put the eyes?! Quick!"

"I think you should put them right...here," Toph smirked deliciously, giving the Kraken an oblivious pat on the ass. "Definitely."

"But that's his—" Sokka stared at her flatly as realization sank in. "I hate it when you do that."

"You're the one that keeps forgetting." Plopping back onto the sand, Toph stared sightlessly up at the sky. "Now get to work, slave boy. I wanna win this thing."

Grumbling to himself, Sokka hastily pieced together the last few pieces of the monstrous sand creation. Just in time, he scratched the eyes in, and sat back to wait for the judges.

The other contestants had created some...interesting sculptures, to say the least. A sweet smiling, pony tailed girl and a man in a wheel chair had created what looked like a crazy designed castle in the clouds. And the couple to their left, a dark haired man and a pale, raven haired woman had designed a sword hanging over a corpse, and the words "we will CRUSH you" written in the sand.

Sokka was scared. Very, very scared.

"Ask him," Toph directed, as the judge walked up to her with an inquiry as to what their sand...thing was actually supposed to be. "I can keep all his sick fantasies straight."

The judge stared at her, and turned to face Sokka. "Sir...?"

"It's a Kraken," Sokka explained.

"And that would be...?" he asked plainly, scribbling down on his clipboard.

A sweat bead dropped from Sokka's forehead. "A squid…octopus…monster...thing...?"

"That's good enough for me." Giving Sokka a polite smile, the judge marched away, back to the table to converse with the other unfortunate employees picked to engage in the contest.

"We're doomed," Toph sighed.

"Well, maybe—" Sokka began, and caught a glimpse of a judge sending a 'cRaZy' hand gesture his way. "Okay, yeah. We're doomed."

"Yep."

"The doomdiest there are."

"Uh-huh."

"We might as well rename it 'The Doomsday of Sokka Kuruk and Toph Bei Fong'—"

"May I have your attention please!" All heads—with the exception of Toph's—swivelled to face the contest runner as the judges conversing ended. "We have an unprecedented judging of five winners! The couples now with a possibility of winning the Triple Beach Crown Challenge are...Teo and Song, Jin and Hahn, Ty Lee and Aang, aaaaaaaang...Toph and Sokka!"

"Yes! I knew you'd never let us down, Kracky!" Sokka cried, caressing the great sand beast lovingly.

Toph wished she knew how to roll her eyes, but settled with a low snigger instead. "Yeah, cracky is right."

A judge leaned over to whisper in the announcer's ear, and he blinked. "Attention! We are now ready to announce the next round. In order to advance to Round Three, the final chance to win the competition, the next challenge will be a...surfing contest!"

"Whoo hoo! Oh yeah! We will cream you!" Sokka screeched to the smug couple, and the creators of the infamous 'we CRUSH you' design.

The woman stalked over with her boyfriend loping close behind, an identical smirk toying at their lips. "Oh, really? We—Azula Roku and Jet Feng, by the way—have been training for this competition for six months. I highly doubt that two rookies like you will be able to beat out my boyfriend and I for the prize."

"Then I guess you're in for a surprise!" Sokka crossed his arms, and gave the two a poorly executed Evil Eye. "Isn't that right, Toph?" No one answered. "Toph?"

All eyes fixed on the woman in question, knees pulled to her chest and face in her hands. Ever so slowly, Toph's head rose to stare blankly ahead. "Sokka, I don't do surfing," she croaked hoarsely.

"But—but—we have to cream them like mash potatoes!" Sokka sputtered, pointing to Jet and Azula. "They're going to win if we don't stop them!"

Toph's upper lip curled. "Is that what they told you, really?"

"Yeah," Jet shrugged, speaking up for the first time, "But I don't suppose you'd knowing, being the terrified little girl that you are."

"What?!" said "little girl" shrieked, leaping up in indignation. After a moment to regain her composure, Toph worked a sneer. "Ha! Me, scared? As if." she renounced haughtily. "It's you who should be scared of us."

"Really? We look forward to it," Azula purred, golden eyes narrowed threateningly. "Come on, Jet," she ordered, linking arms. "We have some stunts to choreographer."

"So do we!" Sokka called after them. "Lot's of stunts. Okay, so, Toph, what do you think we should—" He turned to face his partner, and blinked at the sight of the normally unyielding woman once again curled up in the sand. "Toph? What is it?"

Ignoring his question, Toph simply moaned and dropped her head in her hands once more. "Oh my god, surfing..." Staring sightlessly up at him, Toph hissed between clenched teeth, "Doofus! What the fuck have you done?!"

Note: Toph's really freaked here, 'cause, you know, she sucks at swimming and drowning is just no fun XD But if you think it's OOC for her, I'll change it. So...whadd'ya think?