"…"
Zuko looked up from the sword he was polishing to see Toph staring at him from a few feet away.
"…"
Zuko raised an eyebrow, but returned to his sword. Toph wasn't normally this quiet. He figured if she wanted something, she'd let him know.
Without warning, Toph burst into flames. Slowly, painfully slowly, she faded from existence without so much as a scream.
Zuko simply kept polishing.
Katara woke with a start. That's it, she thought. Never again am I arguing with Zuko over Fire Nation politics before bed.
A/N:
Between the college application process and mid-year exams, I feel prone to spontaneous combustion. In any event, the original version of this had much more gore, but I figured it wasn't the greatest idea to subject other people to my stress-induced mania.
On the bright side, I finished reading Fellowship of the Ring yesterday. Gotta love awesome books. *reads the Two Towers instead of finishing the work she needs for her art exam* Work is a foreign concept to me. Totally.