Funny Sokka Novels & Stories

I choke in my laughter when Derek lets out an angry growl and I sink further inside my hoodie while Dylan starts counting the specks of dust on the floor and Dean find the light fixtures very interesting all of a sudden. “Bad joke?” I say fully knowing the answer. “Horrible” Derek answers back immediately clenching his jaws, I really can’t disagree with him, that was so fucking awkward but at least he is not looking at me like I’m so broken? Yes…I’ll take that as a win. Sophia burst out laughing and we all snap our heads to look at her. Did she find my joke funny? “I’m sorry I couldn’t keep it in any longer, the look on your faces…. Hahaha, and Derek’s “Horrible” ” she says trying to imitate

Tacky socks in a brown paper bag and I am giving them to the Mafia billionaire as a thank you for a sarcastic gift—just perfect. I have no idea why this is making me crease up so much, or even why it’s as funny as it is, but I just can’t stop, even when Jackson hands me my greasy dog and I tuck my bag under my arm. I hit the extreme snorting giggles and almost choke on the first bite I ram in my mouth to stop it. Coughing manically as I inhale cooked sausage and dry roll and almost die from it. ‘You know … You’re what he needs, Miss Camilla. Lighten him up sometimes and put a little fun back in his life.’

A second later, he pulled out two soda cans, holding them up for us to see. “I wasn’t going to offer you frog slime or monkey balls,” he said, poking fun at us. “I was going to save that for the next time.” I covered my mouth with my free hand, releasing a chuckle while Kylan held the other one even tighter, clearly not impressed. The Soothsayer’s unexpected humor caught me off guard, but it eased the tension in my stomach.

“Let’s go, Abby, we’re going to be late.” *** “It’s as hot as fucking balls,” Max muttered. “Hot and dry, baby. Just pretend you’re in your sauna back home,” Johnny said before sauntering away. The men never got tired of the Finnish jokes. “Screw you, Big Bird!” Max poured a Sprite, loading it with ice.

The shite that they go on about is brainless. Then again, I’ve never been a fan, sycophant, or otherwise impressed by Yon contracted to a village. Especially not the damned Hosa cousins, who seem to break every rule there is when it comes to it. I only get about twenty minutes of reprieve with the new unnamed demon nipping my insides, before she stumbles back to us with Soko. “It’s fine really,” Soko, protests. Aya doesn’t really listen though, just carries the thicker girl to bar I’m at. Once there, she examines her swelling ankle with Soko on the counter and her bending rather than kneeling to examine it.

Open minded but always have a thich barier between vulger and modern. " 𝐋𝐨𝐥, 𝐇𝐨 𝐠𝐲𝐚 𝐆𝐞𝐞𝐳! 𝐎𝐡 𝐌𝐲 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧, 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐏𝐨𝐨𝐡, 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐚? " 𝗞𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗸 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗮

“Oh, Trisha just told the funniest joke.” Fiona raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical. “A joke? From Trisha? This I’ve gotta hear.” “Oh, don’t worry, you’ll get it,” Trisha said, still grinning. “Alright, here goes. Why don’t skeletons fight each other?” Fiona blinked, trying to think. “I dunno. Why?” “Because they don’t have the guts!” Trisha finished with a flourish, proud of herself. Kathryn cracked up again, and Fiona couldn’t help but join in, shaking her head. “Alright, alright, that’s bad, but it’s funny. You should be a stand-up comedian, Trisha.”

I'm left alone here. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ I feel sorry for Mizu, but on the other hand I'm laughing because of their crazy behavior? Kazuo-kai and Mizu, they're like Tom and Jerry. See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

He laughed at my question exposing old rotten teeth. “I am Rafiki,” he said with a grin. My burst of laughter echoed through the jungle. The old bastard had said the name of the exact character he had reminded me about. He had said that was his name. The name of the same baboon he had a splitting resemblance with. I laughed harder. I could see he wanted to talk but my bouts of laughter denied him the opening to speak. He waited patiently as I made sure I had my fill. Finally, my laugh dwindled to just mild giggles.

“Isn’t it a bit too early to call me an idiot?” “Oh, so you did become an idiot at some point?”. He claps back playfully. “Yeah…”. Sorahiko’s taken aback by the lack of playfulness in her tone. She’s back to being serious. “I became an idiot once and stayed like that. Now, I don’t even know what I am anymore”. The light in her eyes dim right before his eyes. “It’s not so bad…”. He starts slowly. She turns to him, eyes glinting curiously. “Being an idiot, I mean. Sakura calls me a fool, but I’m doing what feels right, so…”.