As the two benders moved closer together, the watcher smiled. It had taken weeks of plotting, bribing Aang and Toph, making sure Sokka was out of the way and finally, finally, finding an activity that they could do together.
Making dinner.
It was going quite well, to judge by the delicious smells rising from the pot over the fire. Zuko was about to tip some salt in when Katara caught his hand, yanking it back. Where Zuko normally would have snapped at her, he paused, waiting for an explanation, listening intently as the waterbender spoke.
Grand-Uncle Iroh! thought the watching firebender gleefully.
We just love this idea, don't you?
It's so plausable that Iroh would do something like this.
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The creators of my fandom lurk secretly, and may very well be reading this.
lolz hi mike and brian!
