On the tenth day, it was decided that braiding everyone's hair would be a great idea. By who, Zuko didn't know – all he knew was that it was a really stupid idea.
He told Katara so.
"Shut up! You'll get a crooked braid if you keep fidgeting so much."
"Great. I don't want a braid."
"Zuko," his mother said sternly, her own hair being plaited by Kana, "this is a wonderful opportunity to learn about the culture of another nation. Don't spoil it for everyone."
"Yeah, Zuzu," Azula taunted, stroking her already-braided hair, "be a good little prince and let the peasants play with your hair."
"Azula! We do not use that word in this house!"
"Since when? Dad used it all the time."
While the mother and daughter bickered, Katara was carefully weaving Zuko's hair together, a wide smile on her lips. "Your hair is so soft!"
"Uh... Thanks?"
"It's perfect for braiding, too – it doesn't get all tangle-y like mine."
Pausing, he contemplated what a proper response would be. On the one hand, she was saying he had very nice hair. On the other, she was saying he was perfectly suited to a girly hairstyle.
He settled for silent brooding.
On the upside, they switched places ten minutes later, so it was his turn to put her hair in a topknot and enjoy its softness on his fingers.
... He still wasn't sure why this was a good thing.
Author's Notes: Hurhur. Zuko likes Katara's hair. xD
I'm now also considering the title "Girls Are Crazy", since that seems to be Zuko's opinion of Katara. xD
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