Dim Sum

by PhoenixMageFire

Dim Sum is always served with tea. They are tiny portions with endless variety and come with the occasional dose of crack. Drabble series; standard spoiler alerts apply. The kitchen is open.

7. Act

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Special thanks to roflZuko for my first review on this drabble series!

Act

Hate was powerful. It was the first rule of war that Sokka had learned. Hate would keep people fighting apart, keep people together, and even just keep them going if it was strong enough. At five, Tanuq had stolen his boomerang and he thought he understood what hate was. So he had promptly split the other boy's lip open.

When Mom was killed he had his first real taste of true hatred. But he was young, and it was his father's time to act. He wasn't a bender but he lived on the ice and he understood how to move around a problem like water. The Fire Nation would probably still be there in a few years. He just needed a little patience.

It was a surprise, then, that his first instance of all-consuming, rage was against another Water Tribe boy in the North Pole. And Hahn wasn't putting babies on spikes. Years later, Sokka understood that Hahn wasn't even really evil for letting circumstance steal happiness from Yue's future. But hate is powerful.