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Shortly after battle with Yon Rha
Zuko: Well, now that that's over. I think we need to get back and let Aang know you haven't died or killed someone
Katara: Pff, screw that. He'll probably just rant on about forgiveness even though it's obvious the only reason I spared the guy was because this is a Y-7 rated show and the executives would never allow an onscreen murder of someone so pathetic.
Zuko: Uh... Katara?
Katara: Oh don't get your scar all up in a bunch, we're off screen right now anyways. No one can hear or see what we do right now anyways.
Zuko: I... really? *gets suggestive look*
Katara: Look, I know exactly what you're thinking but we can't do that, I'm scripted to marry Aang and have his three kids.
Zuko: I... how's that realistic? You two have shown no real chemistry except possibly a mother/son relationship and the psychological implications of a whole marriage based on that is nothing short of creepy?
Katara: You think the fandom cares about that *points to innumerable Zuko/OC fics. Both shudder*
Zuko: Yeah I guess you're right. I swear it feels like half of those OC's aren't even from the same universe as us. And don't even get me started on all of their wackass hair colors.
Katara: Look at least you keep your dignity most of the time, I can't even count the number of times I've been turned into a completely mindless sex slave and paired with everyone from Azula to Ozai. *Zuko stares agape* Long story...
Zuko: On second thought you marrying Aang might not be such a bad thing.
Katara: Ha, at least I don't have to spend the rest of my life with Mai.
Zuko: What?! *moans in defeat* Why can't I just catch a break?