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There's a pond! Or a little bit of sea, anyway. It's weird.

Though perhaps not as weird as the big earth bunker. Claire met the girl who made the big earth bunker. There was sarcasm, and lots of suspicious question. Claire doesn't think she's liked much in that quarter.

But now she's nowhere near the big earth bunker nor the house with Sylar-who-will-be in it, and out by the pond, sitting near the edge as she re-reads her book on Evolution.

Mr Muggles is crouching at the edge of the pond, occasionally barking at it.

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"Sokka."

Because saying someone's name always calms them down.

"If she needs clothes,she can have some of mine!"

"She won't! She wouldn't wear anything but --" Sokka's flails don't seem to diminish. "-- and we don't have any -- and Katara's not here or I'd ask her to help --"

"And you asked me!" Claire points out. "You can have some. Just stop doing that. You're scaring Mr. Muggles."

Sokka's hands go straight by his sides. SUPER STIFF.

"Sorry, Mr Muggles."

Breath.

"...can you give them to her? She's ... naked!"

"OK," Claire says, trying not to laugh at the sudden stiffness.

"But if I get called a freak for giving random naked chicks my underwear, I'm blaming you."

"You can blame me all you like," Sokka tells her, giving an enormous sigh of relief and deflating like a torn hot-air-balloon with it. "Claire, you're wonderful. You're amazing. You're the most wonderful person here."

SHE SAVED HIM FROM THE NAKED WOMAN.

Claire smiles down at Mr. Muggles, because it's always strange when cute clever guys with swords say that.

"Well, I don't know how long I'll be staying here," she says, bracing herself for a reaction she isn't sure to expect.

"Oh." He glances at her, frowning a little.

"Really? Where are you going?"

"Just away," Claire admits.

"That guy - there's another one who looks just like him here. I don't know that I can stand it."

"I think there's more monsters outside Kansas." He isn't particularly sure exactly what Kansas is -- as far as Sokka knows it's just this farm. "It could be dangerous."

"Kansas is a big place."

Claire knows better, you see.

"There's got to be somewhere I can go. I can't look at these people, Sokka."

He nods, frowning. "You might need someone to protect you," he offers, a little bit hopefully.

PICK MEE PICK MEEEEE.

"Me and Toph could go with you!"

"Really?" Claire asks skeptically.

YAY.

"You don'thave to. This place has a lot going for it."

PLEASE COME, SOKKA.

So does Claire.

"Yeah, but it's boring," Sokka says, grinning at her. "Toph'll love it, I bet. And maybe we'll find my sister, that crazy Firebender thinks she's around!"

ROAD TRIP!

"Your sister?"

See, now Claire has a mission! "Then we should go looking!"

"Yes!" Sokka is delighted with this response. "Yes, we should! She's got to be somewhere. I think the Firebender thinks she's in the city, do you want to go there first?"

Claire spreads her hands in a why not? gesture, smiling at his enthusiasm.

"Sure."

ROAD TRIP EEEEEEEE.

"Oh, sweet. Let me grab Toph, when do you want to go?"

Claire glances around the place and shrugs. "Give me a bit. I want to find, uh, the red girl, and tell her."

Apart from that, Claire doesn't have many friends here.

"Ooh, can we take her too? She'd love a trip." Sokka grins at Claire, already planning excitedly.

(He likes schedules.)

"Do you know how to drive one of those metal wheely things? Can we take one?"

PLEASE CAN THEY TAKE ONE, PLEASE, OH GOD PLEASE

"A car? Of course I do. I'll teach you how to drive it as well, if you want."

Claire smirks proudly. She gets to show off, yay!

"I'll ask her. See if she wants to come."

Sokka SQUEALS.

It is not very manly. But he's only fifteen.

"Claire, I grovel at your feet," he informs her, and does so. "OH GREAT CLAIRE."

She's going to teach him to DRIVE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Claire raises her eyebrows at him, blushing only a little.

"OK, that's sort of lame," she informs him.

"CARS," Sokka says happily, bouncing to his feet. "I'm going to DRIVE!"

"We have to find a car first," Claire informs him.