Skip it, Zuko Fanfic
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Ever since Katara and Aang had been all fooly around each other I couldn't help but feel lonely. Mai and I were just too different, there wasn't much I could do about that. Now, I would just watch sunsets alone in the fire nation palace. The sun shined a deep and oddly familiar crimson red.
"Firelord Zuko. FIRELORD ZUKO!"
I snapped out of the hypnotic state I had been in,
"yes?" I gasped, "Aang!" I ran in to give my friend a hug. Katara was with him too, I gave her a wave. They immediately proceeded to make out. I said nothing.
"Get a room,"
I heard shackles and a voice say. Katara began to giggle as I began to loose my appetite.
"Oh, Zuko, this is a prisoner we took in for illegally selling tea," Aang blushed.
I couldn't help but laugh at the sound of that. My uncle would have loved the joke.
"Is...something funny?" Katara asked.
"Yeah, your mother's death," the prisoner joked. Again, I let out a laugh. Katara's face turned red with fury,
"ZUKO! ARE YOU SERIOUSLY LAUGHING RIGHT NOW!?"
"What does it look like?" The prisoner answered for me.
"dhshdbajjse," I bdkslasjsed.
Katara then began to water bend. She did her uglee little whip thingy and accidentally put out the lanterns and broke the prisoner's shackles. Then I heard foot steps around me. I felt gusts of wind, and with each gust a crimson flame shooting into a empty lantern. This fire was far more beautiful than the fire that lit the room before. My uncle told me about this! Only someone with a crimson heart, both warm and broken, could produce this colour.
"GRAB HER!!" Katra screeched.
She hid behind me and held on to my arm.
'Leave her alone, she's with me." I asserted.
"AGHH!!" Angry Katara stormed out with Aang follow her.
"what's your name," I asked her.
"Y/N," she replied.
(Clock out 6:02 EST)
