A/N This is for a fic challenge by evilevergreen, on her/his forums. 'Avatar Challenge Forum.'
So much for appreciation, Iroh huffed. It's not like he didn't do any work, he did! It's just that Zuko never saw him doing it. Zuko always assumed that when he wasn't watching his uncle, the old man was either sipping tea or playing Pai-Sho with the Capitan.
Insolent nephew, the general thought, shaking his head. He sat up, his knees folded under him, the dark red robe soaking up the soapy water that lay on the now-gleaming floor. Iroh wiped the back of his hand across his forehead, surveying his handiwork.
Not bad for the first time scrubbing down the latrines.
Iroh stood up and threw the sponge into a nearby bucket, still smirking about his accomplishment. The general nodded, he could take three hours inside a rocking boat mucking out other peoples crap but if Zuko ever assigned him 'potty duty' again. . . . .
Iroh shook his head, bending down to grab the bucket.
There are somethings that one just can't say without getting killed for indecency.