Unintentional Fulfillment
"So, let me get this straight," Aang started as he rubbed his chin; "In your culture giving a girl a necklace means you're asking to marry her?"
"Yerp," Sokka answered from the saddle without enthusiasm. "But she's gotta take it first and all that."
"It's an engagement," Aang now said in awe as his eyes widened as he made the clear connection; he felt sudden elation in realization.
Sokka only snorted.
"So that means me and Katara are engaged!" he said with fists to the sky and a victory yell.
Sokka choked on his spit and almost fell of Appa as the huge animal reared up, happy since Aang was happy.
"What are you talking about?" Sokka asked in a harsh whisper as he clung to the front of the saddle, not wanting to wake up the supposed already married girl who was at the back of the saddle. Apparently she hadn't slept very well last night because the full moon kept her up, too buzzed on energy.
"Well," Aang said as he turned on Appa's head to look at Sokka's, "I made her that one at the Fortune Teller's place."
"Out of fishing line, Aang. Fishing line."
"Still counts as a necklace!"
Sokka's eyebrows were twitching, like they were fireworks ready to fly and explode.
"And then," Aang continued, oblivious to the looming threat of a sister-complex, "I gave her back your Mother's necklace. That counts too, I think."
"It most certainly does not!" Sokka yelled. This kid was twelve and the Avatar, he shouldn't be thinking about marrying his sister; he shouldn't even be thinking about her unless he needed to practice waterbending.
Yet Aang wasn't fazed by Sokka's flustered state as he only shrugged before his face split with a smile.
Sokka narrowed his eyes before sighing and throwing himself back down on the saddle.
"Whatever, Aang," he said in defeat.
The warrior supposed he could let the little bald kid have this. Because, really, there was nothing wrong with dreaming.
AN: I had to answer this generic-idea call sometime; hope you guys still liked it!