[Aang steps back into the house, resigned. He hesitantly walks towards Suki's door and knocks. A minute later, he slowly creeps the door open and peeks in. He almost expects to see her there. That Sokka had made a silly mistake and worried for nothing. Then he saw how bare it was, how empty. He quickly shut the door and slumped down onto the floor.
He knew he should be feeling happy. Suki was happy. At this time, she was back at the party at Ba Sing Se, laughing while Sokka complains about his newly caught case of the oogies. That night, she would be there with them on Appa's back, enjoying the spectacle of the fireworks on a perfect night only marred by the promise Zuko forced upon him. Aang shook his head. He wasn't supposed to think about that.
Instead, he remembered Suki, as he had come to know her here, and how much she meant to Sokka.
I mean... it's the most amazing promise that you make with the person you love and want to spend your life with. It's knowing that you're going to be with them, always, and they'll be with you. It's knowing that your future will have some kind of happiness in it, because they'll be standing beside you. It's knowing that you'll never be alone again.
But you all are the only family I have, and I like to protect what's mine.
...I'm really glad we're all here, then, as bad as that might sound. Even in a place like this, we've got a family.
And thinking about it made him feel rotten. Because he compared it with back home and how little they had talked there. How he hadn't seen her in over a year... he wasn't even sure if she and Sokka were still a couple, when he thought about it. He was horrified at the thought that none of them might be as close to Suki back home as they were back here. This was different from losing a memory of someone from another world... it was a beloved friend and his best friend's fiancee becoming someone much more distant and almost like a stranger in relation.
He started to see things how Sokka saw them. Even with all the bad things that happened here, there was the potential for love and beautiful bonds that couldn't be possible back home. He was already making new friends he would never want to lose. Sokka and Suki had managed to form something here that was more intimate than his relationship with Katara back home, and now it was all snatched away just like that. They might never be that close back home, and Aang now felt guilty even about he and Katara giving him the oogies when he had no idea where he stood with Suki.
It all came down to the clash between the two worlds: the one they came from, and the one they were stuck in. And which, in the end, was more valid: the precious moments possible in this world, or the hearts of the people who produced them?
He couldn't tell. For now, as he sniffed and sobbed, Aang whispered one sentence to the now empty house.]
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He knew he should be feeling happy. Suki was happy. At this time, she was back at the party at Ba Sing Se, laughing while Sokka complains about his newly caught case of the oogies. That night, she would be there with them on Appa's back, enjoying the spectacle of the fireworks on a perfect night only marred by the promise Zuko forced upon him. Aang shook his head. He wasn't supposed to think about that.
Instead, he remembered Suki, as he had come to know her here, and how much she meant to Sokka.
I mean... it's the most amazing promise that you make with the person you love and want to spend your life with. It's knowing that you're going to be with them, always, and they'll be with you. It's knowing that your future will have some kind of happiness in it, because they'll be standing beside you. It's knowing that you'll never be alone again.
But you all are the only family I have, and I like to protect what's mine.
...I'm really glad we're all here, then, as bad as that might sound. Even in a place like this, we've got a family.
And thinking about it made him feel rotten. Because he compared it with back home and how little they had talked there. How he hadn't seen her in over a year... he wasn't even sure if she and Sokka were still a couple, when he thought about it. He was horrified at the thought that none of them might be as close to Suki back home as they were back here. This was different from losing a memory of someone from another world... it was a beloved friend and his best friend's fiancee becoming someone much more distant and almost like a stranger in relation.
He started to see things how Sokka saw them. Even with all the bad things that happened here, there was the potential for love and beautiful bonds that couldn't be possible back home. He was already making new friends he would never want to lose. Sokka and Suki had managed to form something here that was more intimate than his relationship with Katara back home, and now it was all snatched away just like that. They might never be that close back home, and Aang now felt guilty even about he and Katara giving him the oogies when he had no idea where he stood with Suki.
It all came down to the clash between the two worlds: the one they came from, and the one they were stuck in. And which, in the end, was more valid: the precious moments possible in this world, or the hearts of the people who produced them?
He couldn't tell. For now, as he sniffed and sobbed, Aang whispered one sentence to the now empty house.]
Goodbye, Suki.