"There is one solution to this situation." Jingbo began. Aang and Katara exchanged a relieved yet nervous glance. "Your child must become an airbender and master the art in time for your death. That airbender will grow up to teach the Avatar airbending.
"We decided that it would be best not to tell you this urgent situation, in your best interest as a new family. We did not want to put any added pressure on you or your family."
"So what changed?" Katara said, slightly irritant.
"Well, we received word that this" -He motioned to Katara's stomach. "Was going to be your last child."
"We are concerned, Aang and Katara. You have already had two children and neither of them are benders."
"Excuse me?" Katara stood up abruptly. "Kya is only four. She could very well be a bender."
"Typically, an airbender shows sign of their abilities when they are merely six months old. Unlike other benders, they are born with the ability to bend. She might possibly be a waterbender, but not an airbender."
"What a terrible thing to say! Of course she will be a waterbender!" Katara folded her arms and sat back down. Aang patted her consolingly on the leg.
"I hope she is. But that is not the point. Your next child must be an airbender. The fate of the world rests in Katara's uterus." Jingbo said.
"Excuse me?" Katara snapped.
"Nevermind." Jingbo muttered.
"I'm glad you told us this, Jingbo." Aang said, rather sarcastically. "But there's nothing we can do. We can't control whether they are an airbender or not."
"Technically, you are correct. But you must keep having children until you do have an airbending child." Jingbo said plainly.
Katara, enraged, rose to her feet once again.
"What do you mean 'Keep having children'?! Do you understand how HARD it is to raise a child? Let alone, push it out of your BODY? I can barely deal with TWO children, let alone three or MORE!" Her face turned bright red in anger.
"Sweetie, I know it's a lot to ask, but it's very important. The Avatar-" Aang began, reaching his hand up to place it on her shoulder.
Katara turned to Aang, enraged. "Of course YOU wouldn't care! You're barely even HERE to help me take care of the children! You don't know what it's like to take care of two children by yourself. Let alone three or-"
"That's enough, Katara." Aang stood and placed both hands on Katara's shoulders. She pulled away.
"I don't care what you two do to save the Avatar and the world and the balance. But I'm leaving me and my uterus out of this!" She stormed out of the room and slammed the door to their bedroom.
A/N: The fate of the world rests in Katara's uterus. No pressure though, K.