One of my readers brought to my attention that blind people do not dream. This may or may not be true, but with that said, I would like to remind everyone that in this story (in this entire story) that Toph CAN see and that she is a normal (cough, cough) young girl.

A Dream - I

"Mmmm." Toph groaned as she rolled around her silk bed sheets. Dreams plagued her mind like bees swarming around a ripe flower.

She was on a throne. A high throne, very tall above every one else. She didn't see anyone except her own reflection looking back at her.

Then, for no reason, the throne vanished and she fell into a deep pit. She felt like she fell for hours, but when hit the ground and looked up she saw that she had only fallen a few feet.

She felt ashamed and alone.

Then the dream changed. Toph felt disoriented. Suddenly, she was in a snowy field, cold and alone. The wind was blowing fiercely and she had to cover her eyes from being blinded. She heard people laughing at her from beyond the shadows of the icy tundra, too far away to see.

As she walked, she felt her feet getting colder…then her knees…then her waist. Soon she was so cold that she could barely move. She felt hope vanish.

Just as she was about to give up, a horse appeared in front of her.

There was a short, thin man on the horse, holding out his hand to her. Toph felt warmer just looking at his face, even though the shadows concealed his identity. She reached up and grabbed his hand and all of the snow melted.

"Thanks." She said to the mysterious man. He turned his head and Toph saw Aang looking back at her, laughing.

"Of course. You know I'd do anything for you." Aang said, his voice echoing.

RIIIIIIIIIIIING! Toph's alarm clock woke her, just when things were starting to get good.

She looked around her room with one eye open, the other eye buried in her pillow. She saw that she had left the window open. With autumn in full bloom and winter on its way, Toph could feel the cold air seeping inside.

"Mmmm." She complained as she punched her screeching clock. "I hate Mondays."

She scratched the top of her head, sprawling her hair around with her fingers. Her head was fuzzy, over-stimulated from a dream that she couldn't remember.

"So, what are you doing now?" Aang asked Toph as they left Mr. Pakku's class, the last class of the day.

"Usual. Junk food and sleeping." Toph inhaled sharply through her nose.

"You okay?" Aang asked when she sniffled.

"Yeah. Just…autumn allergies or something." Toph tried not to snort.

"Here." Aang pulled a tissue out of his pocket.

"Thanks."

"So…what did you do for that essay?" Aang asked over the sound of Toph blowing her nose.

"What essay?" Toph said.

"The one due on Wednesday?"

Toph stopped walking. "Oh crap! I totally forgot!"

"Again?" Aang said, forcing out a tone of voice that mimicked 'surprise'.

"How long is it supposed to be?"

"Like five pages. We've know about it for a month."

"Dammit!" Toph cursed. "I'm totally screwed!"

"Calm down, calm down." Aang tried to get Toph to lower her voice.

"Easy for to say, Mr. 4-point-O! I'm barely passing as it is!"

"Look, I have a track meeting after school. Just come over to my house like at five. We'll get it done." Aang didn't smile or sound excited. He said it with a genuine and caring tone that only a long time friend could use.

"You'd…do that? For me?" Toph was surprised.

"Yeah. It's no big deal. I'm used to it by now anyway."

"Aang…thanks." Toph said. She really was going to fail and she really did need help. To her, Aang was her lifeboat.

"Come on Toph. You know I'd do anything for you." Aang said with a nod. A loud whistle came from behind him. He looked over his shoulder and saw some of his track teammate's wave him down. "I gotta go. Five o'clock, my place. K?"

"K! I'll be there!" Toph yelled as Aang bolted down the hallways.

Toph couldn't stop smiling. She knew that she was lucky to have a friend like Aang, and she knew that he really would do anything for her.

"You know I'd do anything for you." She couldn't remember where she had heard Aang say that before. If it was in class, at her house, at his house…in her dreams maybe.

By the time she finally remembered where he said those things to her, Aang was long gone.