Book 1: Water (Sokka X Reader Love Story)

Book 1: Chapter 5 : Things Aren't... Right

There was a bit of a situation in the Earth Kingdom Colony where they had befriended an earth-bender named Haru, got him imprisoned, got Katara imprisoned and then broke everyone out of the same prison. Katara had lost her necklace and (Y/n) had lost her patience during the fight. She had pretty much thrown every fire-bender soldier she had encountered overboard and broke a guy's finger (purely misdirected vengeance for her own lost pinky), and then they high-tailed it out of there.

Katara was laying on her stomach in Appa's saddle. "Those clouds look so soft, don't they? Like you could just jump down and you'd land in a big, soft cottony heap."

Sokka looked up from his whittling. "Maybe you should give it a try."

Aang popped up. "I'll try it!" And he leaped off Appa's side, laughing as he hurtled.

(Y/n) was having a staring contest with Momo, and her eyes were watering with the strain. "He does know that clouds are made of water, right?"

"Yeah," Katara scoffed, "and I'm an air-bender."

When Aang came back down, he was soaking wet. "Turns out clouds are made of water!"

(Y/n) shot a triumphant look to Katara, who winced at the amount of tears falling from her eyes. She hadn't given up the staring contest yet and her eyes were red. Something caught Katara's attention, because she was pointing at it. "What's that?"

Up ahead, the floor of the valley below around the river was black instead of green.

Sokka studied it. "It's like a scar."

Burnt tree stumps dotted the barren landscape. They quickly dismounted, walking around slowly. (Y/n) nudged the ashy sand with her foot. "Listen, it's so quiet. There's no life anywhere."

Katara looked to Aang. "Aang, are you okay?"

Sokka growled. "Fire Nation! Those evil savages make me sick! They have no respect for –"

Katara shushed him, neither of them realizing (Y/n)'s face had turned sad. She was Fire Nation. Would he consider her a savage, too?

Aang was clearly upset, sinking to his knees in the dust. He ran his hands through the burnt earth. "Why would anyone do this? How could I let this happen?"

"Aang, you didn't let this happen. It has nothing to do with you."

"Yes it does. It's the Avatar's job to protect nature. But I don't know how to do my job."

"That's why we're going to the North Pole to find you a teacher," (Y/n) said, her hands running over the stump of a tree. Even after it was chopped, it was burned down. No wonder the spirits went bad here. If someone had done this to her home, she would've been angry, too.

"Yeh, a waterbending teacher, but there's no one who can teach me how to be the Avatar. Monk Gyatso said that Avatar Roku would help me."

Sokka asked. "The Avatar before you? He died over a hundred years ago, how are you supposed to talk to him?"

Momo jumped into Aang's lap. "I don't know."

"Hey, Aang, are you ready to be cheered up?" Katara asked.

"No." An acorn smacked his head and he yelped. "Hey, how was that cheering me up?"

Sokka nudged (Y/n) as they snickered. "Cheered me up." Sokka promptly got whacked by an acorn from Katara on this side of his head, and (Y/n) giggled. "Yeh, I probably deserved that."

Katara approached Aang. "These acorns are everywhere, Aang. That means the forest will grow back. Every one of these will be a tall oak tree someday, and all the birds and animals that lived here will come back."