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Haha, okay, this chapter was really fun to write! It's a bit longer than usual, but I couldn't stop writing! Have fun!

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Katara paced in her room, brows scrunched in worry. She rubbed her stomach absentmindedly as if comforting the tiny, unborn child.

The nineteen year old waterbender had been married for only seven months. She bit her lip, lost in her own thoughts.

Suddenly, she stopped pacing, facing the empty room as if imagining someone there.

"Dad, I'm pregnant." She said, but it sounded more like an unintentional question.

She paused, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and stood up straight. Katara forced herself to say this with confidence. When her electric blue eyes opened, they were blazing with determination.

"Dad," She stated strongly, voice rising, lips smiling. "I'm pregnant."

Sokka gaped openly. He was just about to call her in for dinner when he overheard her little rehearsal. Horror filled the eyes that were identical to his sister's. A little squeak escaped his throat.

Katara whirled around in surprise, flustered at her sibling's sudden arrival. Dear Yue... The spirits must really love toying with her to have timed this so perfectly. There was a moment of silence. Her facing him from beside the bed, fists clenched, and him standing in the doorway, mouth hanging open. And then that moment ended.

"Dad!" Sokka screeched, bolting out of the doorway and into the previously quiet halls of the house.

"Sokka! Wait! Stop!" Katara raced after him, hiking her robes up so she could run faster. Both were screeching like rabid banshees, turning sharply around corners and knocking over random objects. Katara reached out and yanked his wolf-tail, causing him to yelp in pain and claw at her fingers.

"Dad! Dad!" He yelled as the catfight caused him to crash to the floor. "Dad! Katara's pr-mmgffffh!"

She clamped a hand over his mouth, wrestling with him on the ground. "Sokka! Just shut up and let me explain!" She hissed. Suddenly, she screamed as she felt him lick her hand that was over his mouth. She jerked it back, trying to wipe off the spit onto his clothes. Their father took this oppurtune time to walk in, watching dumbstruck as the two climbed over one another to reach him, shouting things he couldn't understand.

"Woah, hold up!" He said calmly, trying to get them to be quiet. He smiled slightly at the sight of Sokka's lopsided ponytail, and his daughter's skewed clothing. They still hadn't changed after all these years. "Now, mind explaining to me exactly why the house looks like a tornado ran through it?"

Katara huffed indignantly and opened her mouth to say something, but Sokka cut her off.

"Zuko got my baby sister pregnant!"

All the previous humor was wiped from Hakoda's face. He stared, shocked, at his daughter as the words sank in. His princess...Pregnant...With child...Fire bastard...

He whipped around, taking off at a dead sprint down the hall, hollering like there was no tomorrow.

"Kanna! Kanna!"

That was not what Katara was expecting. Sokka flashed her a triumphant grin before crashing after his father.

"Gran-Gran!"

Okay. Katara knew Zuko could handle Sokka. No problem. Her father? A bit more difficult, but still not too bad. Her Gran-Gran? He. Was. Screwed. Not even the baddest men could stand a chance against her irate grandmother and a kitchen spoon. Especially when she already harbored a grudge against the Fire Lord for when he manhandled her all those years ago.

Katara ran after them.

"Gran-Gran! I have a surprise for you! You know those grandchildren you've always dreamed about?"

Author's Note: I love Kanna.

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