Inspired by this Tumblr post (Snowy's original tag, invaderk's response, Snowy's response to that, and my own tags): vivaforever597 dot tumblr dot com /post/37076137208
Zuko stood on the roof of a building he recognized but could not say he truly knew. He stared at the flyer in his hand, which conveniently provided him with the Avatar's address. But Zuko was not one for scavenger hunts. Instead, he decided, he would find a way to kidnap the Avatar's beast. It would be difficult, but he felt sure that his cleverness would only augment his honor once the latter was restored.
But at the moment, Zuko had a more pressing problem. He had a deep, insatiable craving for a cinnamon bun, and he knew of nowhere in the city where he could find one. He stared at the flyer as if it could answer the question for him, then shook his head and sighed. Perhaps his uncle, daffy though he was, would know of a place.
At any rate, Zuko was sure, there were at that moment only two things he wanted: a cinnamon bun and his honor.