AKASHA - Aang

Jealousy?

"You have no idea where you're going, do you?" Sokka says to Aang

Me and the siblings are riding in Appa's saddle while Aang sits atop his head, looking back. Appa's fur seems dirty and disordered.

"Well ... " Aang says happily "I know it's near water."

"I guess we're getting close then." Sokka says sarcastically as we are flying over a huge body of water.

I'm currently preoccupied with sewing a hole in Sokka's pants, as I see Aang glancing over at me from atop Appa's head, Momo perched on his shoulder.

"Momo, marbles please." Momo who dives into his shirt and emerges, handing Aang two small, gray marbles. "Hey Kirro, check out this airbending trick!"

Using airbending, Aang manages to spin the two marbles quickly along an equatorial plane as he grins happily. I whom is taking no notice and continues to sew.

It not that i'm not wanting to watch I just want to be carful of where I put the needle and need to focus. I honestly would love to see Aang's trick but i'm busy.

"That's great, Aang." I say nonchalantly, still focusing on my task at hand.

"You didn't even look." Aang says dissapointed

I look over to Aang and say, "That's great!" Not really knowing what his trick is.

"But I'm not doing it now."

As Katara Sokka and I are seated on Appa's saddle. Sokka waves his arm breezily at Aang as if he is trying to shoo him away. "Stop bugging her, airhead. You need to give girls space when they do their sewing."

Katara casts her brother an annoyed glare; irritably. "What does me being a girl have to do with sewing?"

I stop my sewing to hear what sexist, immature, sentence Sokka is going to say this time.

Sokka lazily resting with his arms behind his head. "Simple. Girls are better at fixing pants than guys and guys are better at hunting and fighting and stuff like that. It's just the natural order of things."

I suddenly smile sarcasticall looking to Sokka, "All done with your pants!" I show the pants that are still ripped to him. "And look what a great job I did!"

I angrily toss the pants in his direction, as the pair of pants hit him in the face, covering it. He quickly scrambles to free himself.

"Wait! I was just kidding." He sticks one arm through the large hole in his pants. "I can't wear these! Kirro, please!" He says pleading and protesting.

"Relax, Sokka. Where we're going, you won't need any pants." Aang says enthusiacticallly

Aang yanks Appa's reins to the left, his tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth. Appa picks up speed as he flies to a beach, where Appa has lands and Team Avatar dismounts.

"We just made a pit stop yesterday. Shouldn't we get a little more flying done before we camp out?" Sokka says.

"He's right. At this rate, we won't get to the North Pole until spring." Katara notes having a point.

"But Appa's tired, aren't you boy?"

Appa does not react at all apart from a mild grunt, which comes across less than convincing.

Aang nudges Appa against his front leg with his elbow. "I said, aren't you boy?"

Appa puts slightly more enthusiasm behind his response the second time by grunting louder and opening up his mouth wide as if he was yawning.

Sokka sarcastically says, "Yeah, that was real convincing. Still, hard to argue with a ten-ton magical monster."

Aang runs toward the shore, takes a sharp breath and points excitingly, "Look!"