Prompt: "This is not how I pictured I'd be spending my Saturday night"
After a strenuous week of being Mr. Councilman, Sokka was ready to kick back and enjoy his weekend off. He glanced at the phone on his desk and wondered if maybe Toph was free to roam the streets with him. Before he could even make the call, a knock came from his door.
Opening the front door, Sokka's eyebrow quirked. "Aang? Katara?"
Three high pitched voices answered instead. "Uncle Sokka!"
"Hey, kiddos!" Bumi, Kya and Tenzin dashed between his legs and into his house before he could even blink. "Hey! Hey, get back here!"
"Have fun kids!" Aang called.
Sokka's head whipped back around. "Woah, woah, woah - hold up. What is this?"
"You're looking after them tonight." His sister smirked a less than innocent smirk.
"Says who?" He squinted.
"Says you. You owe us. We stopped your spat with the Earth Kingdom ambassador from reaching headlines and you promised you'd look after the kids 'any time, any place'."
"The woman had it coming. She called me 'shallow' and 'two steps from an idiot'; completely unprofessional."
Katara whispered aside. "Just because it was unprofessional doesn't mean it's not true."
"What?"
"Nothing." His sister laid a hand on her husband's arm. "Aang and I planned a whole night out, alright Sokka? Please, just this once. Besides, it'll be good for you."
Sokka's arguments were left hanging in his open mouth. The two shouted "Bye kids!" one last time before disappearing into the Republic City streets.
He scrambled past the rowdy kids, into his room and rang up the phone. "Toph, you will not believe what just happened."
"I think I can handle it, Snoozles," was her garbled answer.
"Aang and Katara just left the kids with me! All of them! For the entire night!"
"You're serious?"
"Would I ever lie to you?"
"That's a trick question. I'll be right over."
Sokka cheered up a bit at that. Her voice hung up, but soon enough, there was a familiar bang on his front door.
"Toph, you're here! You're…" His happy tone slid into something more tired. "Hi, kiddos..."
Lin and Suyin waved hi back.
"I heard you were babysitting tonight. Have fun with Uncle Sokka little guys. If he's not dead on his feet by the end of the night, you're not doing it right."
The door closed, the three kids were now five strong, and Sokka rubbed a hand over his face.
"This is not how I pictured I'd be spending my Saturday night," he muttered, before shaking out the funk.
"Fun Uncle. I am the Fun Uncle." He turned to the band of little ones with a smile. "Hey, kids, who wants to do some finger painting?"