Sokka studied the map. (Y/n) was next to him, brows knitted. It wasn't a surprise that she could read and understand the different language. When she leaned over, Sokka pulled the map closer to him, hiding it from her.
She scoffed before turning to Katara. "Your brother is acting like an idiot again."
"Again?" Katara asked. "Sokka always acts like an idiot."
Sokka ignored them, an exasperated expression on his face, and instead addressed Aang. " You have no idea where you're going, do you?
Aang turned his head back to smile sheepishly. "Well, I know it's near water..."
"I guess we're getting close then," Sokka said flatly, folding up the map. His eyes followed (Y/n), who was scooting closer.
"Can you teach me to read the map?" She asked. She kept her distance because Sokka was only in his underpants. Katara was mending his torn pants, so she made sure to not let her eyes drift downwards. Of course, she did, but she was very sly about things like that.
"Didn't the Fire Nation teach you how to read a map, Pinky?"
(Y/n)'s fists clenched but she kept her mouth shut. The last thing she wanted was to fight with Sokka. (Y/n) went to the front of the saddle and slumped next to Aang, sighing. She didn't notice the siblings arguing with facial expression silently.
Aang pursed his lips, staring at the way she slouched for a moment. "Momo, marbles please." Momo scrambled Aang's shirt, making noises. He returned with a marble and handed it to Aang, who nudged (Y/n). "Check this out!" He suspended the marble between his two hands and made it whirl around and around in mid-air.
(Y/n)'s face lit up. "That's super cool! If you show it to Katara, she'll flip."
"I don't know what that means, but okay!" He turned and called Katara, and then did the trick.
Katara was preoccupied, though, so she just muttered, "That's great, Aang."
"You didn't even look."
Katara stopped sewing and looked at him. "That's great!"
"But I'm not doing it now." Aang frowned.
Sokka crossed his arms behind his head. "Stop bugging her, airhead. You need to give girls space when they do their sewing."
Katara's needle halted mid-air. (Y/n)'s eyes grew wide as she flipped to watch the sibling fight go down.
"What does me being a girl have to do with sewing?"
"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."
(Y/n) whistled. Katara, with exaggerated happiness, showed the torn pants. "All done with your pants! And look what a great job I did!"
"Wait! I was just kidding! I can't wear these! Katara, PLEASE!" Sokka whined.
"Get lost."
Sokka turned to (Y/n) and his face fell. He couldn't believe she was his last and only resort. "(Y/n)? Could you..."
(Y/n) batted her eyelashes. Holding up a hand to her ear, she asked sweetly, "what did you say?"
Sokka bit back a snarl. "Please? Help me?"
Her lips tugged upwards briefly, but her tone were hard and unmerciful when she said, "teach me to read a map and I'll teach you to stitch."
Aang and Katara stifled a laugh.
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Book 1: Water (Sokka X Reader Love Story)
FanfictionYou, the reader, woke up on a ship and discovered that you had been transported to the Avatar universe. You have to work with the GAng and figure out your past while traveling the world. But things are different. This isn't like the show, and you re...
