Sokka's PoV So Nice So Smart

Summary: When Suki and Sokka have a row, Toph is there to help pick Sokka back up, and possibly save his chances at having a relationship. A one-way Tokka, and a Sukka.

Author's Note: This is my first Avatar fan fiction, so I thought I'd give a Tokka fic a shot. Please rate and comment, any advice and/or creative criticism is welcomed. This is rated T, for safety. Oh, and if you want a song to go with it, "So nice so smart" by Kimya Dawson is where I got the title.

1. The Row

Sokka's PoV

This was, without a doubt, the stupidest thing I have ever done. And that comes from a long line of stupid.

It's official, I suck.

Who, in their right mind actually lies, and then admits to lying, about forgetting their…"Month-iversary"? Seriously, Sokka, you moron. She's like the only girl you've had who hasn't died, and there you go, ticking her off. Idiot.

"Sokka," Suki said, sitting down next to me. "Do you know what day it is?"

I didn't know. But the way she was looking at me, I knew it must be important, and if I said I knew, I would be rewarded.

Pause in the memory process. That last bit makes me sound like a pig. But I'm not, I swear. It's just a logical thought process when dating a warrior. Reward: Kissing, and being allowed to live another day. Punishment: Severe death and/or torture.

Which would YOU pick?

Yeah, I thought so.

"Sure." I said, smoothly.

I am the epitome of smooth. Brightness, on the other hand…Well, obviously not. But I am smooth, and that must count for something.

She moved a bit closer, and I took her hand. It was soft and warm in mind, but I knew in an instant, it could become a lethal weapon.

I decided to play with her.

"Do you know what day it is?"

She grinned. "Of course."

"Remind me." I said, laying my head on hers.

She moved quicker than you could blink.

"You don't remember, do you?" She accused.

"I do." I said, defensively.

"Then what day is it?" Her voice was pure venom.

I was drowning in very deep water here.

"It's…uh, it's—"

"It's our one month anniversary!" She shouted, standing up on the wooden dock.

"That's what I was going to say!" I said weakly.

"You FORGOT."

I could almost see the smoke radiating from her ears.

I decided to cut my losses.

"Yes," I said, hanging my head. "I'm sorry."

And then do you know what she did? She shoved me off the dock, and into the water.

And no, I didn't see that coming.

Usually, Suki is very sweet and understanding. However…I guess when circumstances change…yikes.

A lot of girls are like that.

Katara.

Suki.

…I don't really know any other girls.

Except Toph…but she's the same almost all of the time.

Which is 4 foot 9 inches of pure evil.

Maybe I'll give girls a break and be a confirmed bachelor. Or maybe a hermit. That could be cool, too. Walking around in my underwear all day, with no one to stop me. Aang and Zuko could come over a lot, and we could pal around and do guy stuff.

Yeah…

Toph's PoV

There he is, just sitting there.

Poor, poor loser.

I walk toward him, sensing his low vibrations in the earth. He's upset, and it's hardly a wonder why. Suki was complaining to Katara almost all day.

On the bright side, Katara didn't have time to complain to me all day.

Honestly, I keep hoping Suki will have had enough of Sokka's…Sokka-ness, and just leave our group.

…yeah, I hope they break up.

And I'm pretty sure everyone knows it.

Everyone except Sokka, anyway. He never notices anything though.

I sat down next to him, and let my feet dangle over the water.

"What?" He asked, irritably.

"I just wanted to make sure you were still breathing."

I'm pretty sure he smiled, his vibrations lifted a bit. I try not to read into it, even though I desperately want to. Pathetic, Toph.

"I'm ok."

"If you say so." I reply lightly. I can tell he's lying, and he knows it.

"I messed up."

"Big time." I agree.

"Gee, thanks for making me feel better." His sarcasm is among his best features.

"Well, it's true." I say, offhandedly. Although I want to scream it in his ear and hug the gods for making him tick Suki off. Maybe this could end.

From back at camp, another irritated cry rings. I feel Sokka wince.

"Do you want to go somewhere else?" I ask, trying not to sound too quick to say it, trying not to seem eager.

"Sure." He says miserably. He stands up, and he holds his hand down to me.

I can help myself up. But…if he's offering…what the hey?

I take his hand, and he holds it surely as he pulls me to my feet.

I hope only I can feel my pulse radiating in the small, kind gesture.

Keeping my hopes down is starting to get difficult.