"Oh Apron boy!"
Goodness, how many nicknames does she already have for me! thought Zuko.
Today seemed as the worst day ever in his whole entire life. Well, if you leave out the day of his mother's disappearance and his father's banishment, this day would seem like it. But to Zuko, it was a living nightmare.
Toph, Aang, Katara, and Sokka had all chosen seperate tables in that perticular tea shop the banished prince and his uncle had been working at. Luckily for the four, today would be closed just for them. Iroh liked the idea of having a break for that day and decided that his nephew would be taking care of their 'guest' instead. And that meant Zuko could not try to capture Aang, couldn't tie Katara to another tree (or in this case, one of the tables), couldn't kill Sokka (though he thought doing that would make this experience worth it), and could not mouth off at Toph. And did I mention he couldn't capture Aang? Yes, he couldn't do all that. For today he was their waiter... their servant... their slave.
Yes, the word slave seemed perfect to described Zuko's situation. Oh how he changed in months. From Prince to slave. Especially a slave to his enemies. Could thing not get worse? Yes, they could. And they did.
"Hurry up scarface!" yelled Toph again. Yeah, she sure did have many nicknames for him. First was angry boy, and then scarface, not to mention hormonal freak (which she teased him about whenever a certain waterbender walked by), and now was his new name 'Apron Boy'.
I'm coming miss prissy pants! Geez! he thought once again. Well, atleast he had a nickname for her too. He walked outside and the three stared at him, now beginning to laugh.
"Nice boxers." teased Sokka, who at the time laughed the hardest. Zuko glared at him.
Once this day is over, I'm gonna kill you and decide to burn your body parts. said his mind. He smirked menacingly.
"Gee Zuko, you really are from the Fire Nation. Even your underwear shows it. Oh, and ya sure do look pretty in pink." said Aang. Zuko now turned his anger at him.
Shut up baldy! Atleast I wear boxers and not just briefs! And pink suits me well- wait, what? Did i just think that!?
"So, how does he look? Ugh, too bad I can't see. I don't know whether I should be laughing or not. Would anyone care to describe him?" asked Toph waiting for an explanation.
"Pink." said Aang.
"Gay." said Sokka.
"Stupid." said Aang again.
"Horribly ugly." responded Sokka. The waterbender's laugh began to die out and just stared at the so-called-prince.
"Sexy." she mumbled, but Toph heard it. The boys haven't heard a thing though.
"W - WHAT!?" the blind earthbender, who's eyes were now twitching, yelled.
"Nothing, nothing..."
"What did Katara say toph?" asked Sokka suspiciously. Toph decided to ask Katara privatly and played it cool.
"Nevermind. It was nothing."
"No, tell us."
"It's nothing Mr. Meaty. Geez!"
"Okay, okay, fine." replied the warrior boy. He didn't like picking arguements with Toph, knowing he would just lose. And so he decided to sulk in and glare at her every once in a while.
"Whatever. Now hurry up and tell me what you want." said Zuko sternly, once again catching his 'customer's' attention.
"Jasmine."
"Ginseng."
"Do you have cake?"
"Whatever's good Apron Boy."
He groaned and went back into the kitchen, mumbling about how he hated everything. He hated the apron that bear most of his back, his chest, and just about everything from waist to top. He hated them beeing able to see his boxers, which took him 2 whole hours of choosing which one he'd be comfortable in them to see. He hated that his apron was... pink. And most of all, he hated this whole dare.
This dare that what-so-ever led him to be like this. No, not a dare, more like a peace treaty. Then again, couldn't they come up with something less humiliating for the young prince?
No they were idiots, of course they couldn't! Then again, atleast this dare gave it's perks to a certain waterbender.