Wooing Katara: 19th Attempt
Suddenly, Katara laughed.
Zuko stopped his latest failing proposal and stared.
Music began to rise. Trumpets echoed in the distance. The clouds parted and a single ray fell to Earth to illuminate the glorious figure of the happy, giggling girl in front of him.
The angels wept.
A dynasty of Fire Lords rolled in their graves.
As for Zuko... he felt his insides wobble just a little.
He tried to fight it, really he did.
"Oh no," he whispered.
But there was no hope: the gods had had enough of this charade and decided to speed things along.
Zuko, in the long tradition of poetically over-sensitive teenagers, had fallen in love.