a long day and an even longer night

the therapy sessions with Toph....lets say it was a bit trying. Azula loved our sessions and always tryed to make me proud of her. One interesting note though during lunch when Azula cuddled up to me Toph shot daggers at her. (Jealousy?)

All through the day Toph seemed to try to sit closer to me and everytime Azula and I did something together she seemed to get angryer.

Around 8:30 in the evening I was showing Toph the gest bedroom while Azula was prepareing for bed. "Well Toph as you have seen (She felt around the walls and windows) there are no bars or locks on the windows, the bed is free of straps so no tiedowns. And we are right next door so you arent alone." I pat her shoulder gently.

As I start to leave she tugs my sleve. "...wait.." She whispers. "Is something wrong?" I ask genuinely concerned. "What dose she have that I dont? WHAT ABOUT MY FEELINGS?!" I'm abit taken aback by her outburst. "Toph I dont understand, do you have feelings for me?"

"YES DAMN IT!!" She yelps before she throws me to the ground sealing my mouth with hers in a fearce kiss. We end up knocking over the lamp in our tumbleing act, Azula runs into the room with a worried look on her face. "JOHN!? Are you.."

She spots me and toph in a heap my arms waveing in alarm while toph licks my face repeatedly. "Gngh...gfahahhahahaha!!!" Azula falls on her but laughing at the spectical before her