non-bender-world:

Azula: that’s a sharp outfit. You should be careful. It could puncture the hull of an empire-class Fire Nation battleship, leaving thousands to drown at sea. What I’m saying is…it looks nice!

Sokka, gets on one knee and pulls out an engagement ring: maybe we could do an activity together?

Azula, flushes: he’s so perfect.

sky-kiss:

Sokka: So. Your dad. He doesn’t like me, right?

Azula: Correct.

Zuko: Oh no, he hates you.

Sokka: Exactly. So it occurred to me. I’ve been going about this all wrong. I gotta use some of my patented Sokka charm…

Zuko: You’re going to eat all the food in our house? And then blame Momo?

Azula: You are going to attempt to inspire pity by utilizing your lack of bending, lack of martial training, poverty and poor breeding?

Sokka: …really getting me amped up, guys. Just. Grade A encouragement. I was gonna go with some charts, you know. A real professional, efficient presentation. Detailing exactly why I should be dating his daughter.

Zuko: …he might appreciate that.

Sokka: Really?

Zuko: Oh no. He’s gonna set those notecards on fire and beat you to death with them.

Azula: Oooh, or just cook you in your own skin!

Zuko: That’s the one. That’s it. Azula’s always known dad better.

Sokka: Again. Thanks. Thank you both. SO MUCH.

Sokka: I’d die for you.
Azula: I’d kill for you.
Sokka: I’d murder for you.
Azula: I’d slaughter for you.
Toph: Ooookay then, I’m arresting both of you for four counts of conspiracy and malicious intent to KILL MY MOOD THROUGH OOGIES.