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Post Office, Tuesday (5/8)

The school was a big smoking pile of rubble. So Sokka was just a little jumpy. And the fact that he had ruined all his chocolate last weekend didn't help.

He made sure he was packing boomerang when he left for work this morning, and the familiar weight on his back helped him feel safer as he put on his spiffy hat and opened the post office.

He spent all day looking around nervously -- in case the post office were suddenly blown up by aliens, too. And he used a bit of string with a knot on the end to train and hone Not Tiddles's hunting reflexes.

[Sokka's going to be twitchy with the boomerang today. If the sheriff wants to come by and call him on it, that's perfectly all right by me.]

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Be careful, or you'll get a face full of BOOMERANG!

Getting nervous because her expected package still hadn't been delievered, Isabel took a walk down to the post office. "Hey Sokka."

Sokka started at the sound of her voice, and half-drew his boomerang as he turned toward her. "Oh. Sorry."

He slid the weapon back into its sheath. "Sorry. Thought you were an alien. Hi. What's up?"

Isabel snickered. "Well technically I am. But I promise I come in peace. Well actually I come in search of a package."

"You are?" Sokka blinked at her. "Were the, uh, brain things friends of yours?" he asked, and then looked embarrassed. "Uh. Never mind. Sorry."

"Package. I don't think there's one? What did it look like?"

"It's okay," Isabel laughed. "They were cousins, multiple times removed, from the branch of the family tree we really wish we could prune." She waited a moment then grinned, "I'm just kidding by the way."

"It should be a small brown box and addressed to me. The website said it was shipped. It should be here soon I hope."

"Uh..."

Sokka checked behind the counter and shrugged. "GLADYS!" he called. "HAVE YOU SEEN A PACKAGE FOR IZZY?"

Gladys -- who had been examining the walls for some very good reason that Sokka had forgotten -- turned around and lumbered toward them. "No I Have Not," she replied. "But One May Have Arrived."

Maybe she was being even more helpful than normal. Maybe she knew Sokka wanted to keep his eye on the door today. Whatever the reason, she took it upon herself to head off into the back room to check for the box.

"Well that's something you don't see everyday," Isabel said, blinking at Gladys.

To pass the time while Gladys checked, Isabel leaned against the counter and grinned, "So what did you think of your first Fandom invasion?"

"You hadn't seen Gladys yet?" Sokka asked. "She's AWESOME."

He bit his lip, considering her question. "Well, my FIRST one was way cool, but this one sucked 'cause I didn't get to smack anything."

"I haven't no," she admitted. "She's very focused."

"Which one was your first? I have to admit they all sort of run together in my mind there've been so many."

"I don't think you were there..." Sokka mused.

"A bunch of us went through a portal into the past, and TOTALLY kicked the butts of an army of samurai fishmen."

Sokka smirked and flexed his muscles. "Yep, I took down a lot of them by myself. Quite a lot of them."

"Actually I was there. But I was pretty focused on keeping my boyfriend alive at the time," Isabel laughed. "So I missed a lot of what was happening around me."

"Uh... Yeah! That's what I meant! It felt like you weren't there, because I was taking down fishmen left and right and I was SO THA MAN!"

Sokka punched the air in front of him a few times, by way of demonstration.

"...Sooo... what was your first invasion?

Isabel bit her lip to keep from laughing at his enthusiasm. "My first invasion was the snow monsters. Sadly, I slept through most of it and only woke up in time for the victory party."

"Hey, sleep is good, too," Sokka said, waving his hand. "I'm a big fan of sleep."

"Yeah, you're right. Plus that was back before anyone knew what I was and what I could do, so I really wouldn't have been much use in a fight," she shrugged. "I'm trying to remember what was next. Jello dragons I think. They were fun."

"They... don't have to know... in order for you to fight, do they?" Sokka asked.

... And at the same time Gladys came back.

"There Are No Packages For Ms. Evans," she told them. "Perhaps It Has Not Yet Arrived."

"I'll check back tomorrow. Thanks Gladys."

Isabel made a face, "The thing is, normal girls don't TK things around in a fight. And at the time, that's what I was pretending to be. A nice normal gir."

"Around here? Didn't that make people think you were weird?"

"You do have a point," she laughed. "But it was habit by then."

Because you can, and really, why not?

Use 'em! That's what they're there for!

The world will not end today. It won't.

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