Zuko walked into the kitchen. It was late, but he wanted a snack. Turns out he wasn't the only one in the house who was hungry though, as when we entered the kitchen he was suprised to find Nolan sitting at the table, eating a cookie.

"What are you doing up this late? Shouldn't you be in bed?" Zuko asked.

"I was hungry."

"So you're eating a cookie?"

"No. I ate a sandwhich, and now I'm eating a cookie."

Zuko paused, taking closer note of the cookie in Nolan's hand. "Wait a minute, is that one of my cookies!?" Zuko asked.

"Maybe, technically there was no name on them," Nolan said as he proceeded to eat the cookie.

"But you knew those were my cookies that I specifically ordered when the servants went to the market place."

"Yeah. I also know that you love me," Nolan said with a mischievous smile.

"I also love my cookies." Zuko went over to the cabinet where the cookies had been stored, thinking he would have one for himself. Wait where are they?" He asked, upon noticing that the cookies were not where he left them.

Nolan looked at the remainder of the cookie in his hand, "This was the last one."

"Last one? You ate all of them?"

"No. You had some! And technically Izumi had two."

"I only had three!"

"Oh. Sorry. I thought you had more."

"Unbelieveable," Zuko said sarcastically, while turning to search the cabinet for a different snack.

-

A few days later Nolan walked into the kitchen and in the cabinet there was a new bag of cookies with a note on it reading;

Dear Nolan,

Do not touch my cookies. I'm serious. You better listen to me.

Sincerley,

The Fire Lord

Nolan grabbed the note and headed down the hall to his parent's room "Oh yeah! Real threatening, Dad!" He exclaimed, waving the note in the air, upon coming to the entrance way of his parent's room.

"I thought it was," Zuko chuckled.

"Well if you excuse me, Fire Lord, I think I'm going to go have a cookie," Nolan said, turning to walk out of the room.

"Oh no you're not!" Zuko jumped up after him and Nolan began running down the hall. He bursted into the kitchen, his dad a few steps behing him, Nolan grabbed a cookie out of the bag that he left on the counter. Zuko immideatly wraped his arms around him from behind.

"Give me that cookie!" Zuko said as he reached around Nolan trying to grab the cookie.

"Dad! Dad!"

Zuko grabbed the cookie, while still keeping his arms around Nolan, he reached the hand with the cookie in it up to his mouth, taking a bite out of the cookie. "Ok here you go," he said giving the cookie back to Nolan.

"Dad." Nolan groaned.

"Hey they're my cookies."

"Do you really not want me having any?" Nolan asked.

Zuko tilted Nolan's chin up, bending Nolan's head backwards towards him so that their eyes met "No, I just like messing with you. Of course you can have some. Just don't eat them all this time ok bud?"

"Ok." Nolan responded.