General Iroh Of Neverending Patience
"Now childr—er—young folk," Iroh said, pacing in front of the surly group. They were lined up: both older boys looking mud-covered and bruised, the girl looking bored, and the Avatar looking like this was the most exciting thing to happen since sliced bread.
"I want you to know that this is for the best, really." Oh dear, all four were glaring at him...
"It means the Fire and Water Nations will stop making war, and Prince Zuko will be back in line for the throne—"
"You're marrying my sister for a rank-up!"
"Now everyone calm—"
"DIE!"