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Somebody knocked. Katara whirled around, surprised. She had been in her comfortable cell for a few days now. Zuko visited often, but he never knocked. "Come in!" she called, waiting.

The door creaked open. "I am Zuko's uncle, Iroh." The old man said, smiling at Katara.

"Hi…"

"You might now me as General Iroh or Dragon of the West. However, do call me Uncle Iroh."

"Ok… you're the one who led the siege to Ba Sing Se and failed, right?"

"Yes. Would you like to join me for some tea?"

"Oh! Yeah, of course. I love tea. Wait, it's not spicy… is it?"she asked warily.

"No! Spicy tea… that's a new one. Fire Nation likes it's spice, but, nobody likes it that much." Katara giggled. She liked this man already. They walked down the hallway, talking about home and bending.

"I was the only waterbender in the South Pole. That's how we found Aang. My brother, Sokka was trying to teach me how to fish. I just waterbended one out, of course, but then he offended me. I got so mad I split an iceburg. Then Aang showed up in a huge ball of ice. We got him out and ta-da! Aang appeared. We didn't find out he was the Avatar for a while. You know what the first thing he said was? He asked if I would go penguin sledding with him." They laughed. When they reached Iroh's room, Katara gasped. "It's like a little tea shop in here!"

"Yes. I love tea! Oh, and I love Pai-Sho. Would you like to play? I can teach you." He asked, excited.

"Sure, why not?" They say down with little china cups as Iroh pointed out the meaning of each of the pieces and what the rules were. They played for an hour and, surprisingly, Katara was good. Iroh still beat her, though. All of a sudden, a panicked Zuko burst in.

"Uncle! Ka-" Zuko looked at the two people sitting at the Pai-Sho board. "Oh, well, I guess she's in here."

"Yes, we've been playing Pai-Sho."

"Tell me if you move her next time, Uncle, the soldiers were looking everywhere for her."

"Stop!"

"Stop what?"

"Stop talking about me like I'm a thing! I'm right here! You could at least call me Katara!" she turned to Iroh. "Uncle Iroh, can we finish this later? I need time to think."

"Of course, Katara." Uncle Iroh smiled and turned to record the placement of the pieces on the board.

"I'm coming to talk to you later so stay in your room!" Zuko called, glowering after her. She ignored him.

"She's feisty, but a nice girl overall."

"Uncle, why are you smiling? It's starting to creep me out."

"Teenagers."

Author's Note: I hope you like it. My chapters are ridiculously short, I know. But they will get longer, I promise!