And now for something completely different

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So I've been working on this fic, with the premise that it was much more than 100 years between the time Aang was frozen and the time Katara and Sokka found him. So we have the same characters, and there's still bending, but the level of technology is at the level of present-day Earth.

And... I was doing it because I was procrastinating on my other stuff, but now it's 12000 words long and I think I'd better start posting it or I'll start losing momentum.

BUT: It is written in totally random snippets, which are not in chronological order. I'm talking 25 separate drabbles or oneshots so far. I don't think I want to post them together, but posting them all separately would result in massive spamming.

Thus... I am going to follow the format of some memes I've seen, and put the drabble-length snippets in the comments of this post. Then I'll make another post where I figure out what order everything should go in and archive it.

Confused? So am I. But I'm going to try it anyway.

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Toph learns to bend

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Toph didn't know what bending was called until much later, but it came to her as naturally as breathing. Aang told her that bending was a gift for the children of individuals that were spiritually aware, but her parents weren't. They only cared enough about legends and spirits to laugh at them.

But still. She was a bender.

After she'd told him that, Aang went on and on about spirits and balance, and how there had to be earthbenders to balance out all of the other kinds of bending that were resurfacing in the world, but Toph was pretty sure he was pulling the spiritual mumbo-jumbo out of his ass at that point, so she stopped listening. Besides, she knew why she was an earthbender.

She had stood in a cavern with a badgermole, and she hadn't moved an inch as it came towards her. She hadn't been afraid. She had stayed rooted.

And she had thought: I am going to do that. I'm going to make the earth rumble, and see the way they do. I'm going to do it better than they do.

“Show me how to do it,” she'd told the giant things, and they had.

That was why she was a bender. Not because she'd had the right parents, or because she was part of some great balance. It was because she had demanded that it be true, and she hadn't moved until it was.

And if there were spirits watching her, to see what she would do- well, they'd better prepare to see exactly how badass she could be.