your ordinary lazy heroine

Happy Birthday artemisrae!

Your Toph-centric drabble as requested. Hope you like it!

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Sada was one of Toph's few companions as a child. Her long hair was stiff and slightly curled at the ends. Her dresses were always made of the softest silk, fringed with lace and often dotted with bows in a variety of sizes. Her face was cold and fragile.

Toph hated that doll.

She would spend hours running her tiny fingers across Sada's closed and silent lips, her ears that never heard Toph's voice, her small useless nose, and her eyes that were so round and wide yet could not see - just as Toph could not see and that comparison only fueled her detest.

Sada was always the villian when she played. The other dolls, all stuffed and soft, lived happily until Sada made her entrance. She locked them in a prison of bamboo sticks and found amusement in their imaginary suffering.

Over the years, Toph's earthbending began to manifest. The world opened to her as thousands of tiny vibrations reveberated within her, filling her, making the darkness less intimidating. She navigated with ease and quickly taught herself the differences in the vibrations so that she could correctly identify the objects around her; ants, trees, the gardener. She could feel and therefore she could see.

Sada changed soon after. Her anger turned into miserable depression. She was trapped within her frozen porcelain shell, crying to be free, but nothing could help her feel or see, not even earthbending. Everyday Sada lived in darkness, just as Toph had, and she pitied her and her helplessness. No one should have to live such a life.

Toph's mother was the one who found her. Sada's hair had been cut short and wild and her expensive dress was replaced with rags. Her once beautiful face was broken, revealing the loose earth that had been packed inside her once empty body.

She was shocked. "Toph, you've ruined your doll!"

"No. I fixed her."