Zuko was sitting on his bed, reading while a five year old Izumi wandered around his room, when he suddenly heard something crash by his dresser. He quickly looked up to find one of his dragon figurines that had been on the dresser, now shattered on the floor.
"I'm sorry! I dropped it and it broke."
Zuko got up from the bed and headed towards Izumi. He sighed, "It's ok sweet heart, you didn't mean to." He crouched down by his daughter, meeting her at eye level. "These figurines are fragile though, so you shouldn't be picking them up. It's ok to look at them, but leave them on my dresser, ok?"
"Ok." Izumi replied through tears that were beginning to form in her eyes. "I liked that one!" She told him.
Zuko picked her up. "Well, we might be able to find a new one at the shop it came from. And if not maybe we can find a similar one." In all honesty, Zuko liked that figurine too and was hoping himself to find a replacement for it.
"Ok." Izumi began wiping the tears from her eyes. "Can we go look for a new one tomorrow?"
"Well, I'm busy tomorrow, but we can go this weekend."
"Alright." Izumi agreed, laying her head on his shoulder. She eyed the book on his bed.
"Daddy, will you read me a story?"
"Sure, but first I gotta clean up the broken figurine pieces. Why don't you go find a book for me to read to you and I will meet you in your room?" Zuko placed her back down on the floor, away from the broken figurine.
"Ok!" Izumi exclaimed, as she turned and ran out of his room to find a book.