Rating: K+
Genre: Humor, Romance
Warnings/Summary: Cold, warmth, and how to get or lose either.
Pairing: Zuko x Mai
Word Count (minus notes): 120
Author's Note: Zuko is no smooth operator. Not by a long shot. But Hell, the guy deserves a break.
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Spabending
When Zuko returned from his meeting with Chief Arnook, it was to the sight of a mountain of furs piled next to the only brazier in the entire Northern Water Tribe capitol.
"Mai, is that you?"
A pale, annoyed face framed by tousled black hair poked out from the mess of the rugs.
"What are you doing there?"
"Refresh my memory, will you Zuko. Who was it again that thought it would be a good idea to bring a non-bender straight from the tropics to a place where the very walls are made of ice?"
"Just take a hot bath." he said, grinning. For once, he'd thought ahead.
"There aren't any around here!"
"There is one, once I'm in it."