The Last Airbender is not my creation, the people at the Nickelodeon Studios created it, but that will not stop me from making my own little episodes of excitement and romance.

The only thing I own is the plot on your screen. If you plan to take my ideas and put them into your own fanfic, claiming to be your own mind that thought them up, get a hobby. Plagiarism is wrong, don't do it!

A/N- Before I get any reviews complaining to me that Princess Luna is Iroh's grandniece not his granddaughter, I'm going to tell you guys this: General Iroh loves Zuko (his nephew) like a son, and therefore, considers him to be so.

"So how are things with Katara?" the old General asked as he took a sip of his hot tea.

Zuko raised his eyebrow at the query. "...Fine," he answered and placed his hands on the table in a well-mannered form. His uncle had asked him to join him for a cup of tea in the tearoom during the afternoon, claiming the he didn't spend much time with him anymore. And it was true. This whole nonsense about Luna and the Avatar has gotten both Katara and Zuko in a worried state.

"Good good," Iroh whispered to himself and took a moment to look at the Fire Lord's face. Even through it all, his nephew seemed to have a happy glow to him. Good. Zuko deserved to be happy after everything his father put him through. "Everything OK with Luna?" the General decided to ask, seeing the current circumstances.

Lord Zuko sighed deeply. "Yes. Nobody has tried anything against her. Katara thinks the letter was just a bluff to scare us, but I still sense something's wrong."

"...Like?"

"I don't know. I get a bad vibe sometimes. I sense something coming..." Zuko said and took a small drink of tea. "I know it sounds strange but I can't help it."

"Maybe it's something good," Iroh said and lifted his tea cup up to his smiling lips. "Another baby perhaps?" Zuko coughed surprisedly at the prediction, causing his old uncle to chuckle lightly.

The Fire Lord shook his head and rubbed his right temple. "No...not another baby. Not yet," he laughed.

"Not yet?" the General asked and let his smile widen more. "So you two are thinking of having another?"

A light blush crossed the teenager's face. "Yes, but not until a couple years from now. We're waiting for Luna to grow up a little," Zuko answered with a matter-of-factly tone of voice.

"Ooh, how exciting!" Iroh exclaimed. "Maybe you two will have a little boy this time. Though, I must admit that another girl would be wonderful."

"Uncle, this hasn't even happened yet," Fire Lord Zuko stated with a smile on his face. "But you're right...another girl would be nice." Though, a boy would be even nicer than that, he added in his mind. Although he loved Luna more than his own life, a microscopic part of him wished she had been a he.

General Iroh's light laughter interrupted Zuko's regretful thoughts and he looked at the man with a raised eyebrow. "What's so funny?" the Fire Lord asked confusedly and looked at himself incase he was the object of his uncle's random sense of humor.

"Oh...I was just remembering when I told you that Princess Luna is a firebender," he explained and sighed happily. "The faces that you and Katara made are forever engraved in my mind. Yours was of complete ecstacy, while the Lady's was of utter disappointment."

...two months ago...

The day was bright and joyful, the perfect day to leave the palace and enjoy the wonderful villages that the Fire Nation was contained of. General Iroh had told the Fire Lord and Lady that he would be leaving for the day and that he wanted to take Luna out of the gloomy palace and out into the world where everyone could see just how beautiful the heir to the throne was.

"I don't know..." Katara said hesitantly as she held her child in her arms.

"Oh my Lady, it will do her good to be exposed to the world. You can't have her cooped up in here her whole life. It'll just be for the day," Iroh insisted. "Look outside. It's beautiful."

"Something could happen to her," Zuko said with an extremely serious tone of voice. "Someone could take her while you're not looking, uncle. ...Maybe another day."

"Didn't you say that a week ago? Today is another day."

The Lady glanced at her husband with a hesitant expression. "...Fine, but I'll go with you," she said at last and handed Iroh the baby. "Let me just get my bag and we can go."

"Katara, we have a council meeting today," Zuko said, remembering about the important reunion.

"Cancel it," the Lady said simply and grabbed her silk bag.

"We can't," the Lord said and frowned when his wife gave him a disdainful look. "We've postponed this meeting three times already. The council wouldn't be pleased with us."

"You don't have to please anyone. You are the Fire Lord. If anything, they have to please you. Cancel it and that's that," the waterbender argued and headed for the door.

"Katara!" Zuko yelled angrily, making the Lady to stop dead in her tracks. "We are going to that meeting." He turned to his uncle and calmed himself when he saw Luna staring at him in admiration. "You can take her to town, but be extremely careful. Don't lose sight of her. If something happens to her...you are dead," he warned, emphasizing the last three words. "I don't care if you're my uncle." He didn't like to sound heartless, especially with his uncle, but it had to be done. There were people out there that wanted Fire Lord Zuko and Lady Katara dead, and if they couldn't succeed in murdering them, they would move on to the next best thing...their daughter. He didn't want to see Luna's body in a casket. Not now. Not ever.

Iroh nodded and gripped his granddaughter tighter. "I won't even blink," he said and smiled. He turned around and found Katara glaring angrily at her husband. "I'll take care of her like if she was my life," the General promised to his niece-in-law.

Lady Katara looked at Iroh and smiled. "Please do so," she said quietly. "Try to come before dinner. It won't be pleasant if she begins to cry in the middle of town." She walked closer to the man holding her child and leaned down to kiss her daughter on the cheek. "Be good," she whispered and felt warm breath in her ear when Luna giggled softly. "Kiss?" She turned her face, making her right cheek face her baby and winced when she felt wet lips smack against her face. "Thank you," she laughed and patted her head.

Zuko walked up next to Katara and looked down at his child. "Don't get in trouble. Got it?" he said a little awkwardly. That was the first time he had used his fatherly voice. A bit of pride welled up in him when he realized this and he smiled to himself. "I love you," he whispered and rubbed her head softly.

Katara seemed to have forgotten the small feud she had had with the Fire Lord and linked arms with him. "Have fun," she wished and watched quietly as she saw Iroh leave the room with her baby. "I know we won't. Stupid council," she added and pushed Zuko away. "I hope you have something good in mind because you will make it up to me," she said sensually and left the nursery after winking at him.

"I can think of something," the Fire Lord whispered and followed his wife to the next bedroom.

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Iroh strolled through the town with the little girl in his arms. Several guards surrounded him and the baby Princess, keeping watch of anyone who would seem suspicious of wanting to cause harm to either of the royals. A couple of servants also accompanied Iroh and Luna, carrying everything that the General bought.

The Fire Lord's uncle was about to enter a small market when a quaint shop called his attention. He decided to enter and found several knick knacks bordering the walls. "Beautiful," he whispered to himself and walked towards one shelf that held many Fire Nation figurines and symbols.

Luna saw a small wooden object and reached for it with strong determination. "Ahhh..." she whined and looked up at her relative with frustration. She wanted that thing so bad but she couldn't quite reach it. She began to slap his arms in anger when he wouldn't look down at her.

"Hold on my dear," he said quietly as he carefully examined a porcelain Komodo Rhino. An exact replica of the animals that the Fire Nation used in the one hundred year war. The details on it were exquisite. The person who had made it must've been very dedicated to it.

The Princess growled at her grandfather and looked over at the wooden figure. Now she wanted it even more. She wouldn't give up. She reached forward and held her breath as she inched closer to it. She still couldn't reach. "Ahh...Ahh...Ahh..." she complained repeatively and slapped her hands on his arms. She was furious. She won't be ignored! Her whines turned into yells and her slaps became stronger.

Within a matter of seconds...Iroh's sleeve was ablaze.

She finally succeeded. Iroh looked down at his arm and let out a yell that contained both horror and joy. He set his large hand on the small flame, extinguishing it and took a step closer to the shelf that contained Luna's wanted figurine. But like any normal child, she had lost interest in the object when she found something much more appealing.

Her new toy and one she discovered she could make if she became determined enough. Fire.

After realizing what had happened, General Iroh began to laugh in complete joy. "My dear, you're a firebender!" He ran out of the shop and looked at the men that waited for him outside. "We're heading back to the palace. I have discovered something urgent and the Fire Lord and Lady need to know at once," he said happily and walked ahead of the guards.

The men exchanged confused glances and followed the cheerful General.

Iroh looked at the man walking beside him. "Do you know what time the Council meeting is?" he asked, thinking that maybe Zuko and Katara might be too busy to attend to him.

"I understand that it's at three in the afternoon," the nameless soldier answered.

"Why time is it now?"

The man looked up at the sky and observed the position of the sun, then looked at the shadows on the ground. "Looks like an hour past noon," he concluded and pulled on the rope that signaled to the gatekeepers to open the gates of the Fire Palace.

"Good. The meeting hasn't begun," the retiree said and walked onto the palace grounds after the gates opened.

After several minutes of walking through the front garden of the castle and through the everlasting hallways of his home, he reached the common room. He opened the large doors and walked in. "Zu--" Iroh began but stopped abruptly when he noticed that both thrones were empty. "Where are your parents?" he asked Luna quietly and smiled when he saw his singed sleeve. "No matter, I'll find them."

Iroh walked into Luna's nursery and found it empty. He shifted the weight of the child to his other arm and left the room, deciding that they should be in their dormitory. After reaching their door, he knocked of couple of times and sighed impatiently when there was no immediate reaction.

It was until after a few moments, he heard movements within the room and Katara's voice was heard through the large door. "Coming!" Iroh nodded to himself and raised an eyebrow when the distinct sound of giggling seeped through the cracks of the door. Stop it Zuko, a playful feminine voice laughed, causing realization to hit the General like a tons of bricks. He had interrupted them. A light blush crossed his cheeks and a need to slap himself in the face was in order. Why didn't he put the picture together?

This had be better be good, a grumpy male voice warned before the door opened. Zuko appeared at the entrance of his room, a little short of breath and his hands tugging on the hem of his shirt. Katara stood behind him with her hair a little disheveled and her hands subconsciencely evening out the wrinkles on her dress. "Uncle?" the Fire Lord asked, surprised that he was back from his shopping spree so early.

"Zuko," Iroh said evenly and cleared his throat. An image of Katara and the Fire Lord flashed in his mind and he pushed it out of his head, not wanting to think about the fact that his hot-tempered nephew was fooling around just a few moments before.

"Well...what is it?" the Fire Lord asked, breaking the silence that had fallen between them.

The retired General snapped back to reality and allowed a wide smile to decorate his face. He positioned Luna in his arms, so that she was facing her father, and passed a hand over her head, smoothing out her hair. "You won't believe what happened today," he began cheerfully and watched Katara walk up beside Zuko.

The Lady glanced at his charred sleeve and smiled knowingly. "Does it have to do with your burned shirt?"

"Why yes, my dear, it does."

The Fire Lord frowned. Did his uncle interrupt them just to tell them a story? He took a deep breath and resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Hurry up, he thought and glanced at his daughter, who seemed...entranced with his arm. "What happened that was so exciting, that you needed to come to our room and tell us?" Zuko asked, a hint of mock excitement in his voice.

"Do you see this beauty that is sitting in my arms right now?" asked the old man as he held Luna a little closer to her parents like if she was some sort of product that he wanted them to buy.

Katara smiled at the Princess with pride. "Yes," she answered serenely and looked up at Zuko. His face had softened at the praise of his daughter and she leaned against him comfortingly.

"Well, the beauty that we are so fond of, burned my shirt." He took a deep breath and let his eyes flicker between the Fire Lord and Lady as he let the information he had just given to them, sink in.

Zuko furrowed his brow at the statement that left Iroh's mouth. That was it? Luna burned his shirt? What was the big deal about that? Anyone could... Wait, he realized and examined the sleeve from afar. Just the top of it was burned and the reason to Luna's sudden obsession with it became obvious. His lips curled the slightest bit when he began to understand his uncle's half told story. He looked over at Katara and found her staring at the General with utter confusion. She didn't get it. "So Luna burned your shirt?" asked Lord Zuko excitedly.

"Yes," Iroh answered, matching Zuko's ectasy with his own. "She burned it."

"All by herself?" the young father inquired quietly and watched Iroh nod. He couldn't believe it. His daughter. His beautiful daughter had come through for him in the end. He couldn't possibly be any prouder.

Katara blinked. By herself? How could... her thoughts trailed off and her eyes widened in horror. "No..." she whispered incredulously and shook her head in denial. "She can't be a--"

"A firebender," Zuko whispered happily and reached for the Princess. He lifted her over his head and laughed. "How...why did she...how?" he stammered and looked at his uncle, who was beaming with happiness.

"I don't know what happened. She probably wanted something from the shop, but since I was busy looking at a statuette of a Fire Nation Komodo Rhino, she got angry and began slapping my arm to get my attention. When I wouldn't acknowledge her, she began sobbing and hitting me harder and well..." the General pointed to his arm. "An image of you Lord Zuko...truly."

Katara crossed her arms. "She can't be a firebender. She has blue eyes! Firebenders don't have blue eyes." She couldn't believe it. She wouldn't. "Firebenders have brown eyes...or gold like Zuko's. Not blue!"

"Yes, but that fact is only true when both parents are Fire Nation. Zuko married Water Tribe blood, therefore, a small part of Fire Nation will be...crossed out of the child. It's ironic really. She looks like Water Tribe but she's Fire Nation all-in-all."

Fire Lord Zuko passed his daughter to his disappointed wife. "She's still your daughter, Katara. So she's not a waterbender like we thought she was. We still love her and she still loves us. She's the same...only better."

The Lady laughed at his small joke and kissed her babe's forehead. "I wish you were a waterbender. I was actually looking forward to teaching you how to bend." Katara licked her thumb and passed it over a strand of hair that was sticking up from her child's head. "I can't believe you get to learn the art of anger."

"I resent that," the teenage father interfered and crossed his arms.

"Alright, just no more temper tantrums," said Katara after straightening Princess Luna's shirt.

"Yes Luna, you can't always get your way," Zuko agreed and walked closer to his wife and daughter.

Lady Katara smirked at the Fire Lord. "I wasn't talking about Luna..."

"And make sure she sees you two," the figure warned darkly as they glared dangerously at the woman standing infront of the closed door. "No screw ups, got it?" The vengeful human had gone over the evil plot with a maid that was willing to help with the revenge of Katara and Zuko. The act would go magnificently well, if done right. The servant would be paid very generously and would be protected if the scheme somehow...backfired. But that part of the deal seemed unneccessary, considering that the plan was entirely fool-proof.

"Yes, of course. She'll see everything and think up her own conclusions," the maid said and crossed her arms in a devious manner. "Anything else?"

"Make it believable. Blame him if you can..."

"I think I'll be able to. But you'll have to pay me extra for that," the woman stated with a smirk on her face.

"Of course, my dear, I will. And it'll be worth every gold coin." The being turned their back on the simple servant. "You may leave. If I need anything else, you'll know. We will meet here every time I need to speak to you. If you need to communicate with me, you know what to do. Right?" They turned their cheek toward the woman, expecting her answer.

"Yes," she answered simply.

"Very well."

The door to the room opened and the figure turned to face the servant once more. "One more thing. If anyone asks where you've been, tell them you were with the Lady's brother."

"Are you sure?" the maid asked worriedly.

"Positive," the human assured with an evil smile. "Good day." The figure watched the woman nod goodbye before the door shut, darkening the room again. They took a seat on a stiff wooden chair and laughed quietly to themselves as they imagined the look on Katara's face when she sees the horrible act. "She'll be absolutely heartbroken," they mocked and allowed their laughter to heighten. "...Oh well. I don't care."

Gosh...that person is evil. Who is that? Aren't you just dying to find out? So far, you guys have left me all sort of great predictions. But most of them seem to consist of the following two:

1) It could be Zhao and Zula working together.

2) It's Aang.

Hmm...but now the possibility of Sokka is coming to light. And what about the fact that this person called the maid "my dear"? Doesn't Iroh refer to woman like that? Oh my golly gosh. Who could it be?

I'll leave you guys to ponder these questions. Review and and tell me your predictions.