Serenity Cove, late morning, and then slowly through town for the rest of the day

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka had built himself a... contraption. Out of flotsam and jetsam. A large, flat, wooden bed. Eight mismatched wheels. Held together with lots of nails, twine, and duct tape. One long, thick rope tied to the two front corners.

And on it, one MONSTER piece of the Krackel. HUGE.


It was hard work, and slow going, and Serenity Cove was on the OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE STUPID ISLAND from the school, but he didn't want to ask anyone for help. If he got it up to the dorms by himself, he could keep the lion's share for himself.


He heaved it a few more steps forward, and then rested. Only a few more hours.

[[Open for cheers, jeers, or helping hands!]]

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[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John saw this on his way back to the dorms after work.

"THAT," he yelled, "IS A FANTASTIC IDEA." He ran over to it and inspected the contraption cart.

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"I know," Sokka declared confidently. "It's not much," he said, taking a breather to primp, preen, and watch John inspect his handiwork. "But for transporting large quantities of chocolate it works pretty well, if I do say so myself."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Might be better off transporting smaller amounts. Several times. Igottago,somethingcameup!" John sprinted back to the shop.

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Small amounts several times... Sokka thought about the idea for a few moments, and then decided against it. Even if that way WOULD be easier, this way was probably faster. And more impressive.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John shows up with a pickaxe about 20 mintues later, with Scorpy holding a shovel, and the paddle-boat-o-matic...which has been mounted onto a wheelbarrow.

And passes Sokka about ten minutes later, with a sizable chunk balanced in the wheelbarrow.

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka is too stunned to do much more than gape at John's back. Eventually, he recovers enough to shout, "HEY! I've still got MORE than you!"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John waves.

And passes, empty, about another 20 mintues later. "That's such a good idea! woohoo!"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka scowled at him and shook his fist angrily. Well, let him take all he wanted. Sokka wasn't planning on grabbing the rest of it, anyway.

*HEAVE*

Man, where was Appa when you needed him?

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John doesn't know who this Appa guy is, but Scorpy and the amazing Wheelbarrow-nee-boat-o-matic-of-AWESOME are making good time of the Krackle of the Gods. Which is why John shows up about 10 minutes later with another chunk.

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"USING MACHINES IS CHEATING!" Sokka shouts, as John goes by again.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Tell that to my hernia. Oh, wait, I don't have one," John countered. "They're not machines, they're clanks!"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi couldn't help but notice the giant crackel bar making its way across the island from her window and walked down to investigate.

"Wow."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"HI!" Sokka said cheerfully, and waved. Then he went back to straining against the rope. "Can you believe this washed up on the beach yesterday and it was STILL THERE this morning?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I obviously did not get out enough this weekend." Pippi said nodding apreciatively.

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Well, there was a lot going on," Sokka replied smoothly. If -- if, mind you -- he decided he needed help with this, Pippi would be a good person to ask. So he was trying to be extra nice.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi had considered offering, but Sokka being a boy and all... This could be one of those cultural things to prove one's manhood.

...Pulling a giant candy bar up from the sea.

Yeah.

"I stayed in most of the weekend, I noticed some merpeople throwing fish but... They weren't hurtin' nobody, so I figured why spoil their fun? I got a nice conch out of it though. It plays real nice."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

[... This is Sokka, after all. EVERYTHING is one of those cultural things to prove one's manhood. Except when he's all giddy and excited over his bag matching his belt. Sokka: the metrosexual barbarian.]


"Throwing fish doesn't sound all that fun. Especially when there was a SHARK fighting a SQUID -- BATTLE ROYALE!"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I heard about that, it sounds quite spectacular! Were you rooting for the shark or the squid?"

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Oh, totally the shark." Sokka answered, as if it were obvious. "Squids are meant to be eaten, after all. And everybody else was already rooting for the squid anyway."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"It's my understanding that the shark did not win." Pippi said. "I'm very sorry."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Nope," Sokka confirmed with a smirk. "Professor Ares won."

*HEAVE*

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Ah yes." Pippi nodded. "The shirtless god of war."

She stepped to the side to let Sokka by, even if he wasn't quite going fast enough for her to need to do so. She thought he was making good progress...

Mostly.

Pippi might be overly optimistic here.