Written for Day 16 of @officialzutaramonth
Disclaimer: I own as much as Jon Snow knows
“People, what is the delay?!” Sokka stood in the middle of the camp shrieking. “We’re behind schedule as it is! Our departure is in fifteen minutes!”
Aang groaned, rubbing his eyes. “Sokka, don’t you think you’re taking this a bit far?”
“Of course not! I’ve made a plan, and we need to stick to it! I do not appreciate having to rearrange my plans, which I’ve had to do far too much over the past year!”
“Uh, sorry about that Sokka,” Aang sighed. “But you see, what I’m trying to say is–”
“Snoozles, it is way too early in the morning to be dealing with this! It won’t be the end of the world if we don’t leave precisely according to your schedule, so shut up before I earthbend you to the Spirit World and back!”
“Well, I would’ve said it in a nicer way,” the Avatar mumbled.
“Toph! I have not factored your sass into our departure time, which, by the way, is in twelve minutes, so you need to get moving!”
“Who’d have thought that I’d miss Madam Fussybritches bossing us around,” Toph muttered darkly to Suki, as the Kyoshi Warrior arranged the bags in a neat pile.
Suki giggled, before she paused. “Speaking of whom…where exactly is Katara?”
Unfortunately, Sokka overheard. “Katara! Kataaaarrrrraaaa! Where have you gone?! This is messing up my departure plans big time!”
Aang frowned slightly. “Also, has anyone seen Zuko?”
Toph thumped him as Sokka began to turn red. “Not helping, Twinkletoes!”
“Sokka! Sokka calm down!” Suki frantically tried to calm her boyfriend down. “I’m sure everything’s alright. They’re probably just collecting firewood or something, and they’ll be back ready for your scheduled departure time.”
“They’d better be or I’ll–!”
“Did I hear someone calling my name?” Katara’s voice floated over to them.
“Katara!” Sokka charged over to where she was standing on the edge of the clearing they had been camping in. “Where have you been?! Did you forget the schedule?!”
“And where’s Sifu Hotman?”
“Avatar, I swear to Agni, if you keep calling me that, I will have you doing fire squats from sunup to sundown,” Zuko growled, stalking out from the trees, and standing next to Katara. “…Why does Sokka look like he’s about to explode?”
“Because!” Suki cut in, before Sokka could go off on a rant. “Sokka was worried that you wouldn’t be back for the departure time he had worked out, and would mess up his carefully crafted schedule. Where were you two anyway?” she added, frowning at their mussed up hair.
Katara shrugged. “Sparring.”
“Gotta keep our skills sharp,” Zuko added at Sokka’s suspicious glower.
“Hey Snoozles,” Toph broke in, once again diverting one of Sokka’s rants. “How’re we looking for that departure time you keep banging on about?”
Sokka shrieked. “Tui and La! I almost forgot!”
“Team Boomerang, we have seven minutes before we leave! Move, move, move!”
Later, having fortunately met Sokka’s departure time, Zuko slid across Appa’s saddle, careful not to wake Aang, Suki or Toph (especially not Toph), to where Katara was sitting.
“I was telling the truth, kinda. It did start out as sparring. It just…escalated slightly.”
“Yes, so it did. In fact, when we land, how about another midnight bending session, as the last one was so enjoyable?”
“I like that plan,” Katara smirked, making sure the coast was clear, before quickly pressing her lips to his.
At the front of the saddle, steering the flying bison, Sokka suddenly sat up straight.
“My Sokka-senses are tingling…”
Sokka likes his plans
btw this can be read as a prequel to Silent Night