Shaving

"Argh!" Zuko scratched his chin ferociously, trying to dull the itch.

"What's wrong with you?" Aang grunted at the prince.

"Mind your business, child!" Zuko yelled back at Aang. They did not like each other.

Zuko kept on scratching the tiny follicles that were slowly growing on his face.

"Damn things!" Zuko moaned.

"Just cut it off." Aang said.

"I need water for that, moron. And Katara is in the lake right now." Zuko used both hands to scratch.

"Whatever. Just go easy on the whining today."

"SHUT UP!!" Zuko huffed smoke out of his mouth.

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Zuko walked down to the lake just as Katara was drying her hair. She was covered, wearing her light white cloths.

"Are you done yet?" Zuko asked, whining.

"Yeah. Lake's all yours Zuzu." Katara giggled.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!!!" He yelled back at her.

"Hey! Nice beard." She ran her finger across his chin "It makes you look manly." Zuko's heart skipped beat as Katara walked away from him.

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"That was quick." Aang said when he saw the prince walk back into camp. "I thought you were going to shave that off."

"Be quite peasant."