The Doctor..

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“Hakoda, really now. You’re going to have give him an answer at some point. Making him wait like this is just cruel.” Gran-Gran’s voice lacked the edge that normally signaled true annoyance, but it was close enough for Sokka to keep his mouth shut. “She’s my little girl, I have the right to take all the time I need before I decide. If he’s serious about wanting my blessing, he’ll wait,” Hakoda said, crossing his arms and glaring into the hut’s fire pit, much like he’d been doing all day. Sokka rolled his eyes and went back to keeping watch out the door flap. Earlier that morning Zuko had pulled both him and his dad aside and expressed his intention to ask for Katara’s hand in marriage. He even produced a hand-made betrothal necklace carved from a shell he’d kept since their time on Ember Island all those years ago. Sokka hadn’t been too surprised about the intended proposal, but the bastard had the audacity to be a pretty decent craftsman and that just didn’t seem fair. He himself was on his third attempt at a betrothal necklace for Suki. “He’s a king. I’m beginning to think your standards are too high.” “He’s the Fire Lord, Gran! She’ll be the Fire Lady. My little girl could turn Fire Nation.” “Nonsense,” she snapped. “Katara is the epitome of Water Tribe and proud of it. Besides, she already spends most of her time there with the boy. Marrying him won’t change much.” His dad grumbled something and Sokka rolled his eyes again. The sun was setting and just when he began to wonder where two love birds were to be out so late, they appeared from over a rise. Strolling arm in arm, they paused to look up as the snow flurries turned to thick, fluffy flakes. Zuko said something and suddenly Katara was laughing. She looked happy. The kind of happy Sokka always knew she deserved to be. After their mom died, after their dad left to fight in the war, even during their escapades with Aang and after– he had this quiet idea that someday, somehow, he’d make sure his sister found happiness. Because if anyone deserved to be happy, it was her. So if being with Zuko was what she wanted, then he’d damned well be sure to protect them. Sokka stood and stretched casually as he walked toward his brooding father. “Dad, give it a rest. You know just as well as I do that she’s going to marry him with or without your blessing. You might as well be happy with them.” Hakoda looked up from the fire, sad and rueful. “I know, son. There was never really a question.”

——————— I made this for @muguathepapaya for the @ZutaraExchange! Two of their listed prompts were Water Tribe and Fluff and it took me a little while to figure out what I wanted to do, but once I worked that out it was a lot of fun to draw. The short ficlet formulated in my head while drawing, so I decided to add that, too.

Muguathepapaya, I hope you like it, !

Japanese legend: you have the face of who you loved most in a past life

highschool remnants. thoughts?

Kadaj: Theatre kid (with Genesis!) also in the Politics Club

Yazoo: Weird art student. Doodles disturbing sketches on his homework

Loz: Football/Wrestling Jock. Always bawling in the nurse's office over minor injuries

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Just take it from me.

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