Disclaimed.
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"I like my beers cold and my homosexuals flaming." -Homer Simpson
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"Wow, Zuko. Congrats on the pregnancy!" Aang and Zuko shared a most manly one-armed hug as their respective ladies stood by, making awkward small talk.
"So...how about that weather?"
"Too hot."
"I...know what you mean. Being...Water Tribe and all..."
"Sure."
Aang narrowed his eyes, surveying the room, and when he was satisfied, he led a reluctant Fire Lord to a dark, discreet corner.
An enthusiastic gleam in his eyes, much to Zuko's horror, Aang took Zuko by the shoulders, ready to ask him a question conerning the courting of Katara. Unluckily for him, Zuko took the touch the wrong way and threw the smaller-than-him airbender to the side, effectively knocking Sokka, who was hiding in a plant, holding a spyglass that was not being used to spying on his sister, and giving as much distance between him and the Avatar as humanly possible.
"HOLYSHI-- I DON'T BEND THAT WAY!"
In all the excitement that had passed, someone in the crowd who had had sneaking suspicions of the preferences of Fire Lord Zuko in all the time she had known him, disguised her distinct voice and called out:
"Suuuuuure you don't, Momma's boy."
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And enter: Azula!
This is complete crack and I'll say now that the character will rarely be in character, if ever. Be warned :)
And this is a filler drabble; I do plan to continue this, albeit a tad different.
:)
Arrividerci!