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[beliefovermisery]

He was an uncle.

Technically, he still wasn't as his bloodsister wasn't the mother and he didn't have any bloodbrothers, but it was Mel and Zuko and that was close enough, if not, for the moment, closer.

'Cause he was an uncle.

After getting a little tipsy and smokey in 202, Sokka is hopping up stairs to get to a specific room, grinning like a fool the whole way, even while he stands before her door and knocks.

'Cause he's an uncle.

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[notanoptimist.livejournal.com]

"Uhm..." He grins a little, sheepish, and goes back to petting. "...It's kind of bad luck for my people. Like... if you name the baby after a living relative, the older one will... um... die."

But he pets! PETS!

"Supposedly! I'm sure it's crap, really."

[notahick.livejournal.com]

"Well, my papa's already dead, so he can't get any deader, Sokka," Paige points out logically. "But I can see how that'd be bad."

[notanoptimist.livejournal.com]

"Well, then the baby would get all the bad luck he did in li-- ...I'm gonna stop talking, okay?"

Less talking, more kissing. Enough to kiss worries away and then dropping back down and getting arms around her.

"...I like Thomas."

[notahick.livejournal.com]

There's patting, and hair petting, but no eyerolling.

"Thomas is okay, but we can think of somethin' else. What would you name a baby?"

See, change of direction! BACK TO YOU SIR!

[notanoptimist.livejournal.com]

HIM, O NO.

Not being a girl who thinks about these things often, Sokka frowns thoughtfully. "I dunno... boy or girl?"