I'm the Only Gay Eskimo In My Tribe
I'm the Only Gay Eskimo In My Tribe
I'm the Only Gay Eskimo in My Tribe
*I was inspired by the song by Tenacious D, so I wrote a story.*
Sokka threw the batch of freshly caught fish over his shoulder, shifting to adjust to the added weight. The others were off training, so he got stuck getting dinner. The net rubbed against his shoulder and he grunted, adjusting again.
He was so busy grumbling about the fish that he didn't realize he wasn't alone anymore until a branch loudly cracked. Shocked, he looked up to see Zuko standing there.
He hadn't seen the former prince in quite some time, not since Ba Sing Se, but the time spent apart has only made his longing for the scarred man burn with more intensity. The fish fell with a clatter, and the two young men scrambled for each other. Clothes were ripped, hair was unbound, and scars were licked as they collided. Within 2 and a half minutes, they were both completely spent.
“That was pretty awesome! I'm so glad I met you, it always sucked, being the only gay eskimo in my tribe!” Sokka said with a grin, nestled his head against Zuko's sweat covered chest.
“Yeah.”