Toph's Tattoo

"Uhhhh god!" Toph groaned through her clamped jaw as the needle drilled into her arm.

"There you go. Done." The gigantic blob of a tattoo artist said as he wiped the blood off Toph's arm. "I would put ice on this when you get home." He slapped a bandage on her arm.

"Jesus! That hurt!" Toph complained. Her arm throbbed so loudly that it gave her a headache.

"What did you expect?" Bubba asked. His real name was Jonathan, but Toph had subconsciously given him the name Bubba.

"I expected to get my first tattoo when I was drunk." Toph said was she poked the soft bandage, which was already soaking up red blood. It pinched like a bee's sting each time her finger touched it.

"Oh well. It's normal for kids your age to be rebellious anyway. Why wait to piss people off when you're older?" Bubba chucked and everything below his second chin jiggled. Toph gulped, wishing she was blind.

"How much?" She asked, reaching into her pocket.

"Two-hundred." Bubba said. Toph slapped the money into the big guy's hand.

"Thanks." Toph jumped out of the chair. "You'll probably see me again some day big guy. Like Mardi Gra-ish time."

"You did what?" Aang screamed when Toph told him.

"It was awesome!" Toph smiled. "It hurt soo bad though. Worse than the doctors and a the dentist combined."

"But…why! Why would you do something that…that…"

"So sexy? So hardcore?"

"Immature? And how did you do it! You're only seventeen!" Aang was genuinely upset. He did not understand rebellious nature or impulsive decisions, and yet he was dating a girl that embodied those two things. He was also extremely hesitant towards anything that was irreversible. For some reason, he felt like he had messed up by not stopping Toph from getting a tattoo.

"I'm gonna be eighteen soon. And don't forget it by the way, Mrs. Boyfriend. I expect something more than ten dollars."

"Don't you need your parent's permission if you are under eighteen?"

"I tricked them. I told them they had to sigh a failed test…cause they're used to that…"

"But how did you afford it?"

"You're the one who's always calling me rich girl. How do you think I paid for it?"

"But…why?"

"Dammit Aang! It was just because I felt like it, okay?"

"No! Toph, it's not okay! That…that's…permanent!"

"Uh, yeah. I know that."

"Then why would you do it!"

"Aang, will you just chill already? You make it sound like I committed crime."

"YOU DID! Forgery! Under-aged actions too!"

"Please. Like I've never done those before." Toph shoved Aang gently. The skinny boy sounded like a paranoid parent rather than a cautious boyfriend.

"I can't believe you sometimes." Aang closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead.

"You wanna see it?" Toph said, already rolling up her sleeve.

"Why would I want to see…" Aang stopped when he saw it, Toph's new label.

It was a really long green snake, hugging her lean bicep and upper shoulder. A bit of fire sparked out of his mouth. All of its scales were there in great detail.

"Sweet, huh?" Toph flexed her tiny muscle, proud of herself. The snake wiggled a bit. Aang stared at it, trying to convince himself that he didn't like it…but something in his head told him that he did. "Well? What do you think?"

"Uh…it's nice." Aang shrugged.

"You like it, huh? I was thinking of getting a scorpion…ya know, for my zodiac sigh…"

"I thought you didn't believe in that stuff."

"I don't, but it would still look bad ass."

"Well…the snake looks good."

"I bet it turns you on." Toph teased him.

"What? No!" Aang blushed. Maybe it did, a bit.

"Come on. You're starring at it like it's a tramp stamp."

"No I wasn't!"

"I knew you liked the rebellious girls, twinkle toes?" Toph pushed the tattoo closer to him.

"Jesus, just forget it, alright! Just drop it!"

"Oh, lighten up airhead. You think you'd know when I was just joking by now."

"It…" Aang coughed, clearing his throat. "…looks nice on you." He said, still rosy-cheeked.

"Thanks Studly." Toph punched him.

"Ow!" Aang pushed Toph back.

"OOOWWW! Watch it, the tat is still really sensitive!" Toph punched him much harder and Aang fell down.

"Dammit Toph, I'm not a punching bag." Aang pulled himself back up.

"Yeah, yeah. But hey…think about this! A Piercing, on the nose."

"What!"

"Right here." She pointed to the part of her nostril closest to her face. "Like a little diamond right there. I bet you'd like that too, huh Aang?"

"Stop it!" He looked away, getting embarrassed again. He kind would have liked that.

I like girls with piercings too Aang. Hehe.