Tokka Alphabet Drabbles

by somebody's world

9 drabbles so far, ranging from fluff to fun to angst to humor but with one thing in common: lots of Toph/Sokka action! Some Katara x Aang (and possibly other pairings) on the side. Mostly post-ATLA; rated for sensuality and occasional mild language.

2. B: Birth

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02. B

Birth

It had been an accident, but nevertheless, an irreversible one. And through all the mood swings, morning sickness, weird cravings, and even the occasional rock-throwing temper tantrum, Sokka stayed by Toph's side. When it finally came time for Toph to deliver, Sokka ran to fetch Katara, and the siblings hurried back to Toph's tent.

Though Sokka remembered his last experience with birth (Ying having Hope) and began to feel faint, he willed himself to be strong throughout the delivery. He held her hand despite the immense pain it brought him and resisted the urge to throw up. He even stayed conscious the whole time.

After nearly ten hours of labor, Katara sliced through the umbilical cord and cleaned a newborn, blue-eyed baby girl. She wrapped the infant up and handed her to Toph, then went outside to invite her husband into the tent. "Aang, come on in! It's a girl!"

"She's so soft," Toph observed. "And tiny. And she cries a lot, but it's a cute kind of crying." She smiled and stroked the newborn's soft hair. "Is she pretty?"

"She's the most beautiful baby I've ever seen," Sokka replied, then bent down to kiss the baby and its mother. "She looks a lot like you."

"You calling me beautiful?" Toph asked, making the connection.

"Yeah," Sokka answered. "You're beautiful, Toph. And I just know that you're going to make a good mother. And maybe" --he swallowed hard-- "maybe now that we've got a kid, we could... you know... get married. Settle down somewhere."

"Maybe so," Toph replied, blushing. Aang and Katara returned to the tent. She was sure they had overheard Sokka, but it was okay; he would give her a proper and more private proposal later. "So... you wanna hold her?" Toph asked, though she was a little reluctant to give up her new baby, even to her soon-to-be husband.

"Um... maybe in a minute," Sokka answered. "Hey Katara, can you heal my hand? I think Toph broke it holding on too tight."

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A/N: Short and sweet, eh? Tell me what you thought! Peace out -MC