[So after going around breaking hearts and fighting evil demons, Sokka has found a new hobby to get his mind off of how annoying Luceti can be. That hobby? Cooking!

Surprisingly enough, despite the fact he's used the smithy as his personal kitchen for the past few days, Sokka has managed to complete a batch of eel jerky (or rather, a dish of mán xiāng consisting of salt cured eel) that actually doesn't taste absolutely horrible. It's nothing exceptional, but it is rather tasty. He's set out a plate of the stuff in the smithy, along with some vinegar bowl in a display that looks nowhere near as nice as this picture. At the very least it looks edible. Anyone who for whatever reason decides to drop by the smithy today are more than welcome to try some of Sokka's latest cooking experiment. Otherwise he's going to be inviting people over the journal.]

Hey Sanji, Brook! I finished the eel jerky I told you about. If you want to drop by you can have some. Anyone else who wants some can drop by too, but it probably won't last long if everyone does, though.

[Filtered 90% to the Strawhats, the Gaang, Nash, and Vash.]

Alright, it's that time. Be here today, lunchtime. Feel free to bring bring food, if you like.

If you have a special friend that you really think should be here, then drag them along too.

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[And that's all Sokka is saying. Everyone invited will likely know this isn't some pitch-in lunch (well, it is kinda) but actually a SEEKRET MEETING to discuss the three main threats and the trap Sokka has been planning. Also that special friends are meant to be those who really should hear this and could be useful to the mission. Not boyfriends. He's talking about you Katara.

Whenever they arrive, the front room will have been set up with multiple chairs and the couches arranged in a circle, all directed to the back of the room where an easel with charts is set up.]

((ooc: For ease of things, Sokka will lay out his plan all at once and have questions and discussion afterwards. Due to the number of people present, threadhopping, threadjacking, and threadbranching is fine. Feel free to mingle outside of the main Plan thread. Bring a snack!))

Well, I guess Elisa went home. Her place is cleared out now. I dunno who knew her, but I thought you might like to know.

Huh, guess that means I have the smithy to myself now.

[Tap tap.] This thing on?

Right, uh, a few things. First off, Toph, I got that thing ready. Took me longer than I thought it would, but I've got it at the smithy. Meet me there!

Zuko, if you decide to cook anything, watch the countertop! I don't want you crushing our new house guest.

So Winry, would you like to have Firebender A? I'd give you Firebender 1 instead, but I'm kind of partial to that one. In any case, I think my days as a Firebender are over. That really gets redundant when you say it so much. No wonder Azula was so crazy.

Let's see, am I missing anything... Wait! People can hear me still! Err... hey everyone. Sokka here. Don't mind me, I'm just... hanging out and doing my thing, that's all. Life goes on. But uh, in case you guys were wondering, it's less than a month until my birthday. Something to think about. I know I'm forgetting something here...

OH! RIGHT! Emil, I have your order done. Paru, how many of those prop swords did you need? I've got like, five of them, is that enough? Uh, Nash, the prototype on yours kind of uh... went to pieces. So I'm starting over, but I'm gonna get it right this time! Honest!

[...]

Oh, I guess I'm done here. So uh... yeah. That's it. [...] How do you turn this thing off... [Finally there's the sound of the book just closing.]

[In House 2, Sokka is setting up some Christmas-related stuff while Toph is off killing crickets or something. Unfortunately he hasn't quite got all the details in order, just that his housemate is interested in it. Instead a pine tree, Sokka has set up a muddy oak sapling in their main room. He's covered it with different colors with some clever usage of paint. Hanging on the wall next to the stairs are some used socks (thankfully washed) that he's stuffed rock candy in, for lack of anything else.

The final touch is the present he got for Toph, which he tucked under the uh... tree. Sadly Sokka may have missed the point of... everything, because inside that box is a rather tacky looking and poorly put together green purse that he made himself. Maybe it'll match her outfit. Maybe she'll appreciate the misshapen Earth Kingdom crest on it. Maybe she'll mistake it for a sling to keep rocks in, who knows? Feeling satisfied, he admires his work and laments for a moment that it's unlikely anyone else will even see it. Oh well.

With his work done, he flips open his journal and works on his best accidental voice.]

That's a lot of wind. Too bad it's a day late for being a Winds day.

[Sokka is still sleeping comfortably, thanks in a large part to having arrived inside of a nice warm house. That is, he's sleeping on the floor of House 2 and somehow both snoring and drooling on his open journal. His usual clothes, which were nicely folded around him, have been unconsciously snatched at and thrown on top of him as a makeshift blanket. Naturally all that snoring is being transmitted by voice, as is a few other words...]

Hmmm... stop Momo... that's... vegetables!?