WHY!
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Prince Zuko
"Yeah, I think that pebble is very interesting too," Kushai giggled as Prince Zuko almost knocked down a vase in surprise.
He had been playing with a pebble on the deck, picking it up, observing it and such.
"Do you always sneak up on people like this?" Prince Zuko turned and faced her with a frown.
"Only people who play with very interesting pebbles," She smiled "Which if I may say, I don't see very often. So yeah, you are pretty much the only one I sneak up on," Kushai was just lucky to be able to hold in her laughter.
"Hmph…..," Prince Zuko turned around and kicked the pebble to get it out of there. But of course something stupid had to happen. The pebble hit the railing and bounced back to hit his head.
"URGH!" The Prince rubbed the spot were the pebble so evilly had hit him, then he burned it into ashes.
"What an evil pebble! Good thing you executed it before it attacked somebody else," Kushai acted intelligent.
"Oh, shut it!" Prince Zuko growled.
"Ok, so is it time for breakfast?" Kushai let go of the pebble subject, even though it was impeccably funny.
"Yes it is indeed, and Prince Zuko, why is your forehead red?" Uncle Iroh looked at his nephew.
"A pebble attacked him. He just barely got away! Thankfully he was able to execute it before it attacked anybody else!" Kushai said in the same voice she had used last time.
"Sounds like a very intense fight," Uncle Iroh laughed.
"That subject is getting very boring," Prince Zuko growled.
"Oh, you have no idea how amusing it is to be in these shoes at the moment!" Kushai smiled from ear to ear.
"Let's see how you feel when you join that pebble's ashes!" Prince Zuko tried to look threatening, but failed.
Kushai raised an eyebrow. They stared at each other, unsure if they were having a staring contest or if they were trying to look as threatening as possible.
"How about some breakfast?" Uncle Iroh, who had been standing there, watching in amusement, now interrupted.
Kushai snapped out of the contest and jumped over to Uncle Iroh. "SURE!" Kushai ran to the room where they always ate. Uncle Iroh, on the other hand, pictured the room as 'where Kushai and Prince Zuko always get into fights'.
"You're dumber!" Kushai argued.
"NO, YOU ARE!" Prince Zuko argued back.
"Nuhuh!"
"Uhuh!"
"Nuhuh!"
Prince Zuko was about to reply, but was as usual interrupted by his Uncle.
"This room is a nightmare!" Uncle Iroh sighed.
"Prince Zuko, there have been reported news on the Avatar," A guard entered the room.
"Does it state his location?" Prince Zuko stood up.
"Yes sir, he is reported to be at Tyrosha Island," The guard finished.
"Tell the navigator to turn the ship to Tyrosha Island Immediately!" Prince Zuko commanded.
"'Sir," The guard nodded and left the room.
"The Avatar? So he really has returned," Kushai just couldn't get that into her head. But suddenly her thoughts were flooded with rage.
"But why, why do you want this war? Let the Avatar do his job, he's old and tired now after 100 years. He needs no more trouble!" Kushai stood up bravely as she asked the two.
"Actually the Avatar is a 12 year old boy," Uncle Iroh pointed out.
Kushai blinked. "EVEN WORSE! A 12 YEAR OLD BOY HAS TO SAVE THE WORLD! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS?" Kushai shouted, flailing her arms furiously. The water in Prince Zuko's cup was now restless, and in a couple of seconds it had splashed him in the face.
"ARGH! I'M SICK OF GETTING WET FROM YOUR OUT-OF-CONTROL WATERBENDING!" Prince Zuko was now also shouting.
"YOU SHUT IT!" Kushai shouted in his face."How could you possibly want to hurt a 12 year old boy!" Kushai was enraged.
Prince Zuko was taken aback.
"Kushai, please calm down. He only wants his honor back. We don't wish to hurt the boy," Uncle Iroh put a hand on her shoulder which she swat away.
Kushai sat down, a little more calm now. "But why, why do you want this war? Please try to understand! It's wrong!" Kushai was clearly upset.
"It's not up to us. Lord Ozai is in control of this," Uncle Iroh said sadly.
Kushai sank down in her chair.
"Firebenders were meant to control the nations, we have much more order," Came Prince Zuko's reply.
"I KNEW IT! Stop lying to me! You do want to be in control of all nations! Well, guess what 'Prince Zuko', you are sick and wrong!" In that instant she left the room.
"She does like things to be don her way," Uncle Iroh commented as he stared after her.
"You just figured that out!" Prince Zuko frowned.
"She's obviously hurt, Prince Zuko, maybe you should try to comfort her," Uncle Iroh suggested.
"No Uncle. She is wrong, it is right for the fire nation to do this. The boy is in our way, we need to rid off him. I will regain my honor…." Prince Zuko started thinking.
"Prince Zuko, you want your honor. You don't want this war?" Uncle Iroh meant this as a question.
The truth was...Prince Zuko didn't want this war...
"I….I'm going to go train now," Prince Zuko stood up and walked out the door. He turned left? He doesn't train there? He was headed for Kushai's room…..
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