--- Four ½ Years Later ---


I sat in my room, trying to get my maids to stop messing with my hair. It had been four and a half years since the fall of the Fire Lord and the end of the war and a lot had changed.

I could still remember Sokka's reaction when Twinkle Toes and Sugar Queen announced that they were together. Ah, Snoozles never had a more speechless moment.

Oh and when Princess first asked to be in our group, never could there be a more idiotic moment from him, 'Hi, Zuko here.' He really should have thought that out more, or rather less considering he told us later that he had obsessed over trying to say the right thing so much that he practiced it with a frog-lizard who must have thought that it was just a stupid as we did.

And, gods, I wish that I could have seen the look on Azula's face when he own brother attacked her, and won, his prize being that she was in jail.

I was wakened from my musing by one bold maid walking up to me, albeit timidly. "Lady Bei Fong?" she said to try to get my attention.

"Don't.Call.Me.That!" I thundered, "It's Toph, not 'Lady Bei Fong!"

"I'm deeply sorry, but you some visitors," she stuttered.

I rolled my eyes and got up, wondering who would even want to visit me, aside from Katara, Sokka, and Aang, but the couldn't be here.

My parents were no longer as protective but they were still a bit of a pain. They let me have may freedom, I could go were ever I wanted, within the town, they didn't arrest Aang Sokka and Katara for their so called 'kidnap' of me and they were now welcome here.

But my parents were still almost the same parents and that meant that they still wanted a little doll for their daughter, not an Earth Bending Master.

So, I had my freedom, but I was still constricted with their need to keep up my appearance, clothes wise at least. And so, dresses and finery most of the time was what I wore, unwillingly.

I tried running but it was apparent that my dress was not going to let that happen any time soon.

I finally reached the front hall and gasped. I managed a half-run half-jog to the two figures standing side by side. And then with a smile I threw my arms around one of them…the wrong one.

"Um, Little Miss Forward…get off of me," I heard that all too familiarly snarky and hard voice say. Oh, crap, please tell me that I did not just hug who I think I did, I thought to myself. I grimaced, stepped back, taking my arms off of him, all the while blushing.

"Well, Princess, aren't I allowed to be happy to have you here?" I asked him sarcastically.

"No, you are not."

"Well, sorry, I guess that at first I might have mistaken you for Uncle here," I said crossing my arms and furrowing my brow together angrily. I turned away from him angrily and walked over to Iroh.

"Well, it is always nice to have you come, Uncle," I said sweetly, giving Iroh a warm hug.