Yes, yes, I am very hypocritical. I talk about how cliché Drunk!Sokka is, yet here I am… writing my own Drunk!Sokka fic. Heh. Don't tell me how hypocritical I am, just read. XD

CHAPTER THREE: Light.

"Oh! Look at the sunset, Toph!" Sokka cooed as his feet dangled off the edge of a cliff just outside of the city the Avatar's group was staying in. A bottle of a sweet, mind-clouding substance was hanging loosely from his fingertips.

"Don't drop your bottle," Toph ordered from her spot next to him. It was her job to baby sit Sokka today. Instead of being able to practice Earthbending on the appealing stretch of red-colored clay she had seen outside the city, she was stuck here with the nearly perpetually drunk Sokka.

Sokka hiccuped, looking at his bottle as though he had just realized it was there. "I'm not gonna drop – drop it," he told her, though he looked over the cliff edge. "How come I shouldn't drop it?"

"Because if you drop it off of the cliff, it'll probably land on someone down there." She waved her hand towards the cliff edge.

He peered over the edge, rocking dangerously. Toph's hand shot forward, clutching a fistful of his blue shirt as she tugged him away from the ledge. "Stop it."

"Naw, I'm serioush," he told her, nudging her in the shoulder. "There's nobody down there. Can't you see the – the grass?"

She sighed, standing. She made a chopping motion with her hand and a rock shot up from underneath Sokka, forcing him on his feet. "Get going."

"You can't shee it, can you?" he hiccuped. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as he started shuffling along, a few feet away from the cliff edge. "Cause – cause you're blind."

"Really?" she asked, taking his role of the sarcastic person in the group. "Gee, thanks, Sokka, for noticing that."

"Wellllllll," his voice was high pitched as he squeezed out the first word of his sentence. It hurt her ears. "That's not the first thing I noticed about you that one day."

She scowled as they walked, holding onto his arm to steady him as he tripped over his own feet. "What day?"

"That one day. You know what I'm talking about." He accused, burping loud enough to get a couple stares from the few people who were around.

"We're in public," she scoffed, shaking her head.

"Show?" he asked her, slurring his words again. "Doesn't matta. You burp and stuff. That's what I like about you, Toph!"

She sighed, watching him fall onto the ground in his drunken state. "You like that I burp? What?"

"Naw," he said, waving a hand at her. "I like that you're not concerned about apprea-appa-apreance-"

"Appearances."

"Yeah, that!" he agreed, watching her sit down next to him.

"Well, when you can't see, I don't know what I look like."

"You got black hair," he said, catching a strand of her hair and holding it against the sunset. "Yue had white hair. It was the color of the moooon."

She stayed quiet for a moment, before tilting her head in his direction. "What color do you see when you close your eyes?"

Sokka closed his eyes for a second, before opening them. "Right now I see red, cause the shun is goin' down and the light makes my eyelids red."

"The sun?" she echoed. "What color is the sun?"

"It's really bright, I don't wanna look at it cause it hurts my eyes."

"Bright. Right."

"Yeah, cause of all the light!"

She scowled again, standing. "I'll never understand the colors."

He stood, clumsily knocking into her. She stumbled slightly, though he wrapped his arms around her to steady her. "It's okay." He mumbled into her hair.

"And – and why is it okay?" she murmured, nearly being smothered by his warm chest. She couldn't understand why her cheeks were starting to warm.

He pressed his lips against her hair briefly before pulling away. He offered her his arm, grinning in his drunken stupor. "Cause the only color you need to know…" A lock of her hair was suddenly between his index finger and thumb. "Is black."

"What – "

"When I close my eyesh…" he said, closing his eyes as they walked. He continued to stumble even more for a moment, before he opened them. "I shee black."

"So? Why is black the only color I need to know?"

"Caush when I close my eyes I see black. Show I think of youuuu. It's the only color I need to know, shee. The other colors don't matter cause they don't make me think of you."

She laughed, shaking her head. "I bet I'm pretty lucky that you won't remember any of this in the morning, huh? I'll say something about the color red and you'll have no idea how I know my colors. You'll be amazed."

He rubbed his eyes sleepily. "I'm already amazed by you. And I don't need to remember this. Cause I liked you before I got drunk and saw the pretty shun."

"I thought you liked the moon."

He sighed, pinching the bridge on his nose. "I dooo. But the moon is sho far away, and I don't wanna walk that far…"

"So?" she asked, urging him onward.

"Sho I like the shun, too." He murmured, bumping his head against hers as they walked. "You're the shun, Toph. You're the shun."