Words: 229

Title: Pickup

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar: The Last Airbender or any characters from it.


They made eye contact across the crowded club, gold meeting blue in an electric shock that sent shivers cascading down each back. She looked away first, smiling down at her drink. He smirked and sauntered across the floor, weaving in between the couples dancing drunkenly.

He reached the girl and leaned against the bar next to her. "Do you mind if I stare at you up close instead of from across the room?" he asked.

She blinked, "what?"

"There must be something wrong with my eyes; I can't take them off you."

"Excuse me?"

"Congratulations! You've been voted "Most Beautiful Girl In This Room" and the grand prize is a night with me!"

"…Oh joy."

"So, what are the chances that we can engage in anything more than just conversation?"

"Zuko, this isn't even a conversation. This is you spending too much time with your pickup line book."

"But I haven't said my best one yet!"

Katara looked at him exasperatedly, sighed, and took another sip of her drink. "Okay. Fine. Go."

He smiled coyly and brought himself closer to the girl. "If your right leg was Christmas and your left leg was Easter…" he didn't get to finish that thought, though. Katara took the liberty of throwing the remains of her drink into his face and stomping off.

"Wait! Katara! Did I mention that that dress would look great on...Katara?"


Okay. Now I want everyone to imagine with me here. Close your eyes (not yet, finish reading and then close them.) and visualize Zuko sauntering. See it? Okay good. Now we've all had a good laugh.