i have a deleted scene from my long fic that i genuinely cannot use but i just found it again and i want it to see the light of day so. snippet under the cut
āI need to practice waterbending,ā Aang said, locking down thoughts of home for a better time.Ā
āIndeed. It is difficult to maintain a productive schedule when our circumstances change with so little warning.ā
āItās nice to be back somewhere familiar, but I still miss the Water Tribe sometimes. I wish I could still train with Aluki.ā
Gyatso placed a hand on his shoulder, warm and feather-light. āOur situation is less than ideal. But you are skilled - I know you will succeed in spite of this.ā He paused. āWhen is it true that one has learned something?āĀ
āWhen they can teach it to someone else. Perhaps you can teach me.āĀ
Aang blinked. āYou want me to teach you waterbending?ā
āCan I not learn about it, even though I cannot bend water?ā Gyatso asked.Ā
āOkay. Okay, sure,ā Aang said, smiling. āUh, should we start from the very beginning?ā
āYour basics are the most important part.ā
Aang nodded. āSo, the stance for waterbending is similar to the airbending stance, but Master Aluki always said to stand like you were standing waist-deep in the ocean. You have to be light enough to move with the water, but firm enough to not be pulled out or knocked down,ā he said, getting into his waterbending stance. Gyatso copied the movement, settling down into a steadier stance than his usual with ease.Ā
Aang nodded, a little surprised. āThatās perfect. Wow.ā Gyatso rocked on his feet.Ā
āA lifetime of watching, my young friend. An old man like me is bound to pick up some tricks.ā He held out his hands over the water. āWhat next?ā
Aang smiled. āWell, the most basic movement of water is the wave,ā he said, calling up the water and rocking back and forth, pressing his hands out. In response, the water moved in a small wave, back and forth. He looked over at Gyatso, copying the movement.Ā
āItās all in the wrists, pull them in slowly and flick out,ā he said. āOtherwise, itās just a surge, not a wave.ā
Aang saw Gyatso watching him with a strange expression.
āWhat?ā he asked, dropping the wave. āDo I have a wolfbat in the cave?ā he asked, covering his nose. āThatās embarrassing.ā
āNo,ā Gyatso laughed. āNo wolfbats in the cave.ā He paused.Ā
āI simply wanted to tell you that you have done very well in your training. You have much to be proud of.ā
Aang frowned, dropping his gaze. āBumiās been showing me some basics for earthbending, but itās going so slow. I was already learning katas in waterbending after only a few weeks, but with earthbending my stance still isnāt quite right.ā
āYou do not credit yourself. Did I ever tell you I was eight years your senior when I received my tattoos? I do not believe you realize how remarkable it is that youāve mastered two elements already at such a tender age.ā
Aang grimaced. āI donāt know if Iād say Iāve fully mastered waterbending. Sometimes I can still hear Aluki in my head correcting my form.ā
āThat is the mark of a good teacher. Tell me, do you hear my voice when you airbend?ā
āNo, but thatās ācause youāre always right there,ā Aang grinned.
āIf I werenāt, then?ā
āI canāt really imagine that.ā After a beat, he pulled a stream of water from the pond and flared it over his head, making it into a mist. āI want to test something. Can you bend this?ā he asked, sending the mist into the space between them.
Obligingly, Gyatso bent. When the misted air moved, he laughed in delight.Ā
āYou have managed to make a waterbender out of me.ā