Hakoda: Yeah, I looked it over. Nice work.
Zuko: Good. Thanks, dad.
Zuko: Why is everyone staring at me?
Nan: You just called Hakoda "dad." You said, "thanks, dad."
Zuko: What? No, I didn't. I said, "thanks, man."
Hakoda: Do you see me as a father figure, Zuko?
Zuko: No. If anything, I see you as a "bother" figure, 'cause you're always bothering me.
Tulok: Hey, show your father some respect.
Zuko: I didn't call him dad!
Hakoda: No, no, no, no, Prince Zuko. I take it as a compliment.
Tom: It's not a big deal. I called Kanna "mom" once, and she's the chief's mother.
Zuko: Guys, jump on that! Tomkin has mommy-issues.
Chena: Old news. But you calling the chief "daddy"...
Zuko: Hey, "daddy" is not on the table here.
Fong: But you did call him "dad," ashmaker.
Zuko: You shut up. You've done nothing but lie since you got here.
Fong: All right, all right, I was lying about not kidnapping you. But the dad thing, that happened.
Zuko: Aha! He admitted that he was trying to kidnap me. It was a trap, all part of my crazy, devious plan.
Hakoda: I believe you, thank you. Son, do you want to talk about it later over a game of catch?
Zuko, choking up: I'd like that.
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