Postwar Randomness. Probably like.. 4 years after?
Summary: Zuko and Foo Foo Cuddlypoops do not get along. Zutara is a given.
"Absolutely not, Katara. There is no way you're convincing me to keep that thing with us for a whole week!"
Zuko was standing outside the door to his luxury Ba Sing Se condo, which was basically his and Katara's condo now, since she had pretty much moved in about two months before. (I'm nineteen years old, for spirits' sake. Wouldn't it be nice if I could sleep with you and then actually sleep with you? Besides, half my stuff is already here. What are you going to do with all this room anyway . . .)
His shaggy hair brushed his eyes as he shook his head at the mere thought of having to babysit Sokka's pet moose lion cub for an entire week.
He tried to make a dramatic exit of slamming the door on Sokka and his animal, but he was stopped by Katara furiously tugging at his arm.
"Zuuuuko, pleeeeease! It'll be so much fun! I promise," she begged, snatching the brown fur ball from Sokka's arms and shoving it in Zuko's face.
"WOOK AT THE PWECIOUS WITTLE FOO FOO CUDDLYPOOPS!"
Zuko stared into its freakishly enormous, blinking eyes and almost decided it was cute when it sneezed right in his face.
"Ugh! Get the thing away from me! " he said, practically throwing Foo Foo back to Sokka, who clearly was not happy with the treatment of his beloved pet.
"Hey, now! Your future Fire Lordyness doesn't give you the liberty to treat everything below you like Appa dump! Foo Foo Cuddlypoops has a name. And you will use it. He has feelings too, you know . . . Jerkbender," he said, sticking out his tongue.
Zuko snorted.
"Says the carnivore whose first interaction with said creature was attempted slaughter."
"DON'T LISTEN TO HIM FOOFOO! HE LIES," Sokka shouted, covering Foo Foo's ears and turning back to Zuko.
"Remind me again why I'm letting you date my baby sister! And remind me again why I picked you as the best man at my wedding. Oh, yeah! You're supposed to be my BEST FRIEND, MR. HIGH-AND-MIGHTY! Stupid, crazy, hothead, jerkbending freak . . ." He muttered, cradling the furry bundle.
Katara rolled her eyes and began shoving Zuko into the house.
"Katara, what are you do-"
"WE NEED A MINUTE. Sorry, Sokka. We'll be right out."
She slammed the door shut.
Inside, Zuko stood against the doorframe, rubbing his arm where she had pushed him and anticipating an all-out temper tantrum when he noticed her inching toward him.
Slowly.
With her hands on her hips.
And that sly expression on her face.
That slow, sexy smile she only used when she was about to either rip his shirt off in a horny frenzy or manipulate him into doing something he would probably regret. And he was pretty sure it was the latter.
Shit.
"Katara . . ."
She silenced him with a finger to his lips. She was close enough for him to get a whiff of her Katara smell, A sort of oceany-salty-flowery scent that was always emanating from her forest of hair. He towered over her by exactly a head.
She started tracing random patterns on his chest with her finger and he felt himself already crumbling to her electric touch.
"Do I need to remind you, Prince Zuko, of the time, back when we were still staying at your palace, when you promised me we would spend a whole day out in the city for that Summer Solstice Festival and you STOOD ME UP because you were too hungover from adventures with Sokka and firewhiskey from the night before?"
He groaned
"Yes. I remember."
Her hands shifted from his chest to lace around his neck.
"Or, how about the one morning soon after the war when I woke up to Uncle Iroh trying to force contraceptive tea down my throat because YOU somehow managed to convince him that - "
"Okay, okay! I'm sorry! I get it! I owe you!"
All of a sudden, her voice was right at his ear, her whispers sending shivers down his spine.
"Oh, you don't just owe me, Zuko. You're dead to me."
He could almost hear her smirking.
His fingers trailed up against her sides and stopped to rest at the small of her back. He peered down at her face, which was wearing a somehow adorably manipulative expression.
"Katara, you will be the death of me."
He planted a kiss on her head. Her eyes lit up like fireflies.
"So we can take care of Foo Foo for the week?"
He slumped against the door.
"The things I do for you . . ."
An overjoyed Katara yanked the door open, only to find Sokka gone and Foo Foo sitting on the floor, yawning, with a note attached to his collar:
Zuko,
I figured Katara would eventually convince you to keep Foo Foo Cuddlypoops so I left him on the doormat. If anything happens to him, you two are DEAD MEAT.
Remember to give him lots of apples, walk him everyday (NOT ON THE ROAD, take him to a park. BUT DON'T LET HIM NEAR RABID CHILDREN), and sing to him during bedtime. His favorite is Fire Nation Opera accompanied by the Tsungi Horn.
Suki and I will be back from the honeymoon in a week. Send us a messenger hawk if anything goes wrong. TAKE CARE OF FOO FOO WITH YOUR LIFE.
Sokka
"Your brother is completely nuts. Where the hell am I supposed to find FIRE NATION Opera singers in BA SING SE?"
Katara scooped the baby moose lion up in her arms and cuddled it.
"Well, Zuko, your uncle did tell me once that you happen to be excellent at playing the Tsungi horn."
"Uncle . . . I need to have a talk with him about what and what not to tell you," he grumbled as he began to absentmindedly pet Foo Foo behind the ears.
Foo Foo licked Zuko's arm.
Zuko sneezed.
Katara laughed hysterically.
"I hate this thing," he sneezed again.
"Aww, Zuko, you'll get used to him sooner or later! Wook how cute he is," Katara cooed.
"I'm pretty sure I'm allergic to it,"
Foo Foo sneezed in his face. Again.
"Well in that case," she giggled, "He's allergic to you, too."
Zuko's forehead met the wall behind her.
"It's going to be a long week . . ."
Just an idea that hit me in the shower one day. Zuko's in for an interesting week. hehe.
I'm aiming to get chapter 2 out pretty soon, if I get enough reviews :) So to all you unnamed readers, I know you're out there. REVIEW OR DIE. :) mwahaha
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