(So I saw this comic on Tumblr about the younger Gaang meeting their older selves, so I had to write about it. I love crackfics!)

Aang:

"S-so, you're me? In the future?"

"Eeyup."

"I'm tall! And I grew into my ears! Who do I marry? Huh? Is it Katara? Please let it be Katara!"

"It is! And you'll be super happy together!"

"That's amazing! And, um…what about kids? We're not really the last airbender, right?"

"Don't worry. We have three kids, and one of them is an airbender! Now, let me show you something."

"What?"

"Two words. MARBLE. TRICK."

"Yeah!"

"Katara, look!" they said in unison.

*Does marble trick while looking at respective Kataras*

Katara:

"Ha! They never change, do they?"

"Nope. Aang might have matured physically, but he's still the 12 year old that we found in the iceberg so long ago."

"Aunt Wu said that I'd get married to a powerful bender…do I?"

"Honey, you have no idea."

"It's Aang, isn't it?"

"Well…yes! And it's the most amazing thing ever and-"

"But…it's a little weird. I mean, he kissed me at the invasion and at the play but-"

"KISS HIM ALREADY! Seriously, you'll be happy, we have three kids."

"Only three?"

"Believe me, I would have had more, but childbirth takes a toll on your body…"

"Hmm…?"

Sokka:

"So, let me get this straight. You're me, and I'm you?"

"Pretty much."

"Woah-oh! I tuned out pretty good looking, eh?"

"I know! It's pretty cool."

"What's that thing? Is that a sword? I got a new sword?"

"Nope. We found the space sword! And Boomerang!"

"I NEED A MOMENT."

*Goes off into corner to shed manly tears of joy*

Zuko:

"You're…really tall. And…muscular. And you're smiling. Something's not right…"

"Just accept that you will eventually grow out of your brooding emo teenager phase."

"Hey! I'm no brooding emo!"

"Oh really? 'I must regain my HONOR or else I will never be happy and I will not rest until I get it back!' Ring a bell?"

"Hmph. Fine. But how did I get all those muscles?"

"Oh-ho-ho! Eh, ehe, ehehe…lots of working out with Mai, if you catch my drift…"

"I don't think I do."

"We have a daughter."

"Woah. Still not sure what you mean, though."

"We, um…spar. Hand to hand combat. Training with respective sharp weapons. Yeah. That's it."

"But what does that have to do with having a daughter-"

"MOVING ON! We named her Ursa! After Mom! We found Mom! Isn't that great?"

"Oh, yeah! That's awesome! But I still don't—nevermind."

Toph:

"What are you wearing that stupid suit for?"

"I'm Chief of Police."

"Excuse me, what? I can't believe that you're me! What the hell happened to 'Let's break some rules!' and totally not caring about anything? Huh?"

"Well, I can still do whatever I want. I started the force. I make the rules."

"Hmm…ultimate authority does sound pretty good…But, wait, does this mean there are other metalbenders? People actually learned it?"

"Yup and I'm teaching Lin, too. One day, she's gonna be as great as we are."

"Who's Lin?"

"Daughter."

"I HAVE A DAUGHTER? WHO'S THE FATHER?"

"That's the thing. I really don't know. It could be The Duke, I think…"

"He's like…eight! And super tiny!"

"Mmm…well, he's not tiny forever. If you know what I mean..."

"Huh? Oh, gross…"

"Not as gross as picking your toes in public."

"But you still do it."

"Of course. I don't wear shoes, gotta keep those feet looking clean."

"BAREFOOT BEIFONGS FOR LIFE!"

*High-Fives*