Rice Bowl

Zuko looked at the huge banquet before him, sat back in his chair, and declared, "I'm not hungry."

"Perhaps you'd like some fire flakes?" Azula offered.

No answer.

"Of course, I can understand if, being in the Earth Kingdom for so long, you've lost your taste for Fire Nation food."

Zuko grabbed a handful of fire flakes and shoved it into his mouth.

"You've been living as a peasant for quite a while. It would make sense that you would be used to smaller meals, maybe even going hungry for a few days…"

Zuko munched a few grains of rice.

"You can't handle this much food. Poor Zuzu. I can imagine there were even times when you had to beg."

Zuko crammed the rice into his face and snatched everything in reach. He ate anything he could get his hands on. Crumbs spilled onto the floor.

Azula inspected her nails.

Her brother turned green and rushed out of the room. "I HATE YOU!" he bellowed, several moments later.

Azula smiled and sipped her tea.