I'm late, I'm late, I'm late! Zuko thought as he rushed around the room. He was meeting with the most important councilmen of the Fire Nation in—five minutes ago! Why did Katara want to have lunch by the turtle-duck pond today? He was on a busy schedule! Agni, where were his clothes?
He noticed Katara standing in the doorway, smirking. "Did you move my clothes?" he asked. She just laughed and didn't give him an answer. She amusedly stared at him as he frantically searched around their room, opening all the drawers and spilling clothes out all over the ground. He knew she had something to do with this. "Katara, I'm late!" he said loudly.
"Don't look at me," she giggled as she walked over and sat on the bed, crossing her legs. Her eyes followed him as he made his way towards the closet. More sets of clothes were thrown out of the doorway.
Nothing. All of the clothes in the closet were Katara's or his casual clothes or his training clothes. His formal robes weren't anywhere to be found. He sighed in frustration. The dresser! He hurried across the room to the second dresser they had. He quickly opened the drawer and found…
Baby clothes?
"Katara, what's this?" he asked, holding up the small red garment as he faced her.
"Take one guess," she said and walked over to him to wrap her arms around his neck. He slid his around her waist instinctively.
"You're not—"
"I am."
Zuko couldn't help but grin. Still smiling, he leaned down and kissed his wife.
His meeting could wait.