While Aang remained lost in his thoughts, at the sight of his beautiful crush with those amazon shapes, Sokka had a completely different reaction to that sight. He stared up at her in surprise, as always exorcising confusion with humor. "What the- as If she wasn't already fat enough..." he said upon very little thought, without predicting how personally his sister might take it. Indeed, those few words were enough to make her snap out of that moment of shock, staring at Sokka with a dead serious expression, made less cool only by a nervous convulsion that her left brow was having.
Her hands, now twice as big as Sokka's head, got a firm grip over his fragile neck and lifted him to look at her in the eyes from a very close distance. She wasn't in the mood for playing games, seeming like a new person "Say that again.". "S-sorry?" said unconfidently the little comedian. He was trying to avoid eye contact, and inevitably ended up staring at her new cleavage, without even noticing.
Katara's chemically altered patience was now at its limit, and her cold intimidating anger quickly turned into an all out attack of rage! She threw him at her feet with scary strength, breaking his arm, and stepped on his small chest, crushing the winds out of him. She grinded her superior foot on his helpless chest, enjoying the grimace of pain on his face, accompanied by a subtle groan. Was she... Enjoying it? The little smirk that was extending over her soft lips would have suggested so.
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