A/N: this one-shot was literally begging to be written xD
Title: Nuktuk, Hero of the South
Words: 741
Genre: humor/parody/poetry
Nuktuk, Hero of the South
In the Southern Water Tribe, a civil war was raging. All communication with the rest of the world was cut and Eska and Desna had had little knowledge of what was happening in other places.
In Republic City, Bolin was a mover star.
In the Southern Water Tribe, the population did not know that Varrick was making propaganda movies. They did not know that the main hero of those movies was supposed to be from the South, and that he was fighting against the evil Unalaq.
In Republic City, Bolin's face was plastered on a number of posters.
And one of the posters flew in the air.
And a bird-like creature took it in its beak.
And soared with its flock for a certain distance.
But the angry winds crossed them and blew the paper away.
And the paper ended in a box.
And the box ended on a boat.
And the boat was riding to the south.
But before it reached the coast,
Unalaq's troops stopped it all.
The boat was forced to turn away
And go back to from where it came.
And during the bickering, the box fell in the hands of the Northern troops.
Who tossed it away when they saw its content.
In the Southern Water Tribe, Eska and Desna would sometimes play around the sea. Their father was too busy with his obsession of ruling the world, so Eska and Desna had more time and more freedom than usual. Hence they would go and practice their bending by the icy shore or swim in the chillingly cold water. That day, Eska and Desna disobeyed their father's command to not approach the battle ships. That day, they wanted to see how deep beneath the surface of the ocean they could go and how close to the ships they might come without being discovered.
Despite the northern army, the two teenagers managed to get a tad too close to the battle ships. A box flew over a deck and almost hit Desna's head. The twins dived back to the depths of the southern sea, quick as arrows. So quickly that the box found itself caught in the wave that they created and it followed them up till the shore. When the twins ended up back on solid ice and waterbent the water out of their hair and their clothes, they noticed the box floating near them.
"Eska... Is this box the same one that almost hit me?" asked Desna.
"It seems so. I wonder what it holds..."
"It's very light," said Desna picking up the box from the water.
The twins forged sharp knives of ice in a matter of moments and opened the box. The first one to peek inside was Desna. He only needed to glance inside the box to start rolling his eyes and face-palm himself.
"Dear Eska, your taste is exquisite." he said ironically, before turning away to play with the water and think about his place in the universe.
Eska peeked inside the box and her reaction was entirely different.
The box contained only one thing, and that one thing made all the blood in Eska's body swirl. Inside the box was a poster of Bolin in a very skimpy outfit. The top of the poster wore the title "NUKTUK, HERO OF THE SOUTH". Eska's blood shot towards her face in such a rush that she was sure that it was going to come out of her nose in an embarrassing red stream. Her cheeks were burning, her heart racing, she was internally giggling and her head felt faint.
"Desna...?" she called.
"Yes, Eska?"
"Bolin is hot."
Desna grunted. Eska lowered her eyes on the poster once again.
"Desna... I want Bolin." she said firmly.
"You want Bolin, father wants the Avatar, does anybody care about what I want?" Desna asked, frustrated.
"I shall get my Bolin. The Avatar shall come to father on her own. What are your desires? Speak and we can make them come true."
By the cold sea of the Southern Water Tribe, Desna spent a couple moments thinking, finger in his mouth, and then it came to him. He turned towards his sister, wearing the smile of a man who knows what he wants on his face. He knew that he could say his desires out loud and that his sister would always support his decision:
"Eska... I too want Nuktuk's outfit."