Okay... Just a drabble. My first so please be kind. I know the plotlin is a little overused but whatever.

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They were seated side by side in chairs against the wall of a ballroom. Sokka and Toph had each drained a seventh glass of wine just to get through this wedding. Normally, all the people, festivities, and general splendor would have excited the both. But not tonight.

"Out of ALL the men on this earth," he said to her, "why did she marry Zuko?"

"You do realize this is the fourth time you've asked me that question in the last twenty minutes, right?"

"I guess she loves him," he concluded as he stared straight ahead at the two dancing happily.

"At least Twinkle Toes is okay with it. I mean, I was worried about how he'd take it and all," she added, her words beginning to slur.

"Yeah." Sokka tapped a nearby waiter to refill his glass with wine.

Toph did the same. A long paused followed. People laughed and talked. The music was beautiful. Everyone was happy except for Toph and Sokka.

"You know, Toph, everybody's getting married. Mai married, TyLee married, Haru married, even Zuko's crazy Uncle married that insane Aunt Wu woman. I should get married. You know, you should get married, too. We should both get married."

"You're sounding a bit redundant. But seriously, I'm never marrying."

"Why not?"

"Two reasons: Number one. There's not a man on this earth who could put up with me. Number Two. There's not a man on this earth crazy enough to TRY to put up with me."

"I might be crazy enough. We have a lot in common. We're both sardonically brilliant, we both have hated weddings ever since the war ended, we're both shocked that we're even still alive after following some goofy kid on a reckless adventure around the world. That's a good start."

"I think we had better just stay drinking buddies and leave it at that."

"Marriage is just like being drinking buddies, but with benefits," he said wryly.

"Benefits?" she asked, obviously clueless.

"Ya know, BENEFITS..." he clarified.

"Ohhhh... benefits," she replied knowingly as she drained her eighth glass of wine.

"I'd cheat on you," she said thoughtfully, a drunk smirk on her face.

"No you wouldn't."

"Why not?"

"Because you'd never know if the guy you were cheating on me with was better looking than I am!" he said triumphantly.

"Oh so you're playing the blind card on me? How ruuuuuuude," she giggled.

"Just think: We could enter you in all the earthbending competitions, bet INSANE amounts of money on you, and you're so good we'll win every time! We'd be RICH! We'll have the biggest house in all the WORLD!!!!!"

"I can't cook..."

"So? We'll get lots of takeout and we'll hire a cook."

"I hate kids."

"So do I. We wouldn't have them."

"You don't love me."

"Who ever said I didn't?"

A long pause followed as he waited for her response.

"Look, Toph, you're running out of excuses not to marry me."

"You think we'd be happy?"

"We're happy now and it's just the start of things."

"We're incapacitated."

"So? Won't we pretty much always be incapacitated?"

"Good point... Fine, I'll marry you Sokka."

"You sure?"

"I'm always sure."

"Together, we'll turn the world upside down."

"Or just live at the local bar."

"Works for me."

They sat awhile.

He turned to her and said, "You're gorgeous, you know that?"

"If I'm gorgeous then you're drunker than I thought."

He punched her in the arm. "To marriage."

She punched him so hard he fell off the chair. "To marriage."