《Forward In Time》Epilogue
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After the Gaang returned to their own time, they discovered that the Kypshi Warriors had a run in with the Black Lotus as well. They told the rest of their group about their adventure to the future. It was a lot to process, but considering all the weird Avatar stuff, time travel was believable.
Suki decided the Kyoshi Warriors should also focuse on hunting down the Black Lotus members. Toph also decided to focus on training her metalbenders to help.
After telling the story of their adventures, the Gaang dispersed to take some well needed rest. Zuko pulled on his robe as he got ready for bed when Mai walked in.
Zuko smiled wide and met her half way as she walked up to him. He wrapped his arms around her as he kissed her.
"I missed you." Zuko said when they pulled away, "I know it's only been a day since you've seen me, but for me it's been about a month."
"Time travel is something I never thought we'd add to the list of adventures." Mai replied.
"Yeah... but it really made me start thinking... about our future together."
"What about it?" Mai asked as she moved her hands to rest on his chest.
"Well... I want to spend the rest of my life with you." Zuko replied as he took her hands in his.
"Is this your way of asking me to marry you?"
Zuko smiled sheepishly, "Maybe I should've planned out something more."
Mai laughed a little, "It's fine, Zuko. But I want to spend the rest of my life with you as well."
Zuko smiled as he pulled her in for another kiss. Mai wrapped her arms around his neck as their kiss deepened.
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Aang stood on the balcony that was connected to his room in the Fire Nation palace. He held the little wooden bison his grandkids made him and smiled as he looked at it.
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Katara walked up behind him, "What's that?"
"Something our grandkids made me." Aang replied as she stood next to him.
Katara smiled, "Our grandkids. I really like the sound of that."
Aang turned to her with a smile, "I like the sound of 'our kids' better." He said as he pulled her closer to him.
"I like that sound as well." Katara replied before they kissed each other.
"I love you." Aang said when they pulled away.
"I love you too." Katara replied. She took the wooden bison from his hand and looked at it, "This is cute."
"Yeah, they were really proud of it. Jinora carved it, Ikki painted it white and Meelo painted the arrow."
Katara smiled as she looked up at him, "Come on, you still need some rest."
She took his hand and pulled him back into the room. She set the bison down on the bedside table before pulling Aang into bed with her.
Aang wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in for a kiss. Katara kissed back as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Then she pulled away.
"I know what you're trying to do." Katara said with a small smirk.
"I don't know what you mean." Aang said with an innocent smile.
"Don't play innocent with me Mr. Avatar." Katara said as she playfully poked his chest, "You still need some rest. Doctor's orders."
Aang chuckled, "Yes ma'am."
He gave her a quick kiss before settling into the bed. Katara settled in next to him and laid her head on his chest. Aang wrapped his arm around her with a content smile as he slowly fell asleep.
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