With Love, Snoozles

Should'a, Could'a, Didn't

Toph's POV:

There's not a lot to be said about what has happened to me during these past few years. I have a boyfriend named Kanto, who is a very nice guy, just a little bit much. He treats me like his property, like a fragile vase that has to be sheltered and huddled around, which is a major pet peeve for me. But, I've tried to have more of a filter for myself, because I usually don't hesitate to say what I'm feeling. Yet, I don't feel very complete sometimes. Kanto and I sometimes feel like we're on very different worlds, speaking different languages. It's frustrating, but I've got to keep my cool, because believe it or not, he's my first boyfriend really, and truth be told, I wanted it to be Sokka.

But that's just another one my stupid fantasies I had made up when I was kid, but I've moved on, right?

Anyways, I've been training to earn my promotion as a police officer, but I also had a cool idea to start an all Metal Bending Police force, right in Republic City. I haven't told Aang yet. I was about to, but he and Katara were just talking about her Grandmother passing, and I felt like I had no part in it, so I just walked away. I wonder why nobody told me, then again I don't really seem like the type that you could talk to. Maybe that's why Sokka never-

Shoot, my mind keeps wandering.

I never really liked coming to the North Pole. It's way too cold, the snow falls almost constantly, and I can barely use my seismic sense in the snow, everything is muffled. It's almost impossible to know where everyone was, but I'd figure it out eventually. Walking farther and farther away from Aang and Katara, I just realized, where am I headed to, in the first place?. I have no idea, but I'm just assuming that I have to entertain myself until the two get done being lovey-dovey. 

Seeing them like that gave me the oogies. Ha. That's what Sokka used to call them. He always had ways to make us all laugh, but Katara and Aang never thought it was that funny. Of course I did. Thinking about him now made me miss him even more-

And there goes my train of thought again. I have everything I need in my life right now: Kanto, even though he treats me like a child. I have my goal to become an officer and start the Metal Bending Police Force, my friends (who I barely keep in touch with), and that's about all I need. 

Sokka- I mean, my friends, never treated me like I was fragile. He- I mean they, would never tell me what I could and couldn't handle. They often forgot that I was blind, because they saw what I was capable of. Kanto never forgets. He always makes sure to remind me of my short comings, and what I can and can't do. He thinks he's keeping me safe, but really it's annoying. I didn't run away from home so I could replace my strict parents with another strict person.

Now that I think about it, I should break up with him before he decides to propose. I don't know what came over me, but I'm sick and tired of keeping what I need---or want---to say inside of me. But what happens after that? "Well maybe I'll ask out Sokka..." I said out loud. 

"WHAT?!" I heard someone say. I turned around and I "saw" Katara standing behind me.