Drabble Soup For The Zutarian Soul
Common Courtesy
"Zuko!" Katara thwapped him upside the head.
"Ow!" he cried, instinctively raising a hand to rub his sore crown. "What was that for?"
"Have you no common courtesy?" she complained.
"I don't know." Even after they'd been married three years, he still wasn't sure how to respond to her rhetoric.
"Would it kill you to put the seat down?!"
