Kiss THIS!

zutara drabbles. (Plot, what plot? Have you ever heard of this strange thing they call plot?) A series of drabbles concerning a certain fire prince and water peasant and an authoress' many ways to get them to kiss.

Love Potions 101

Katara watched, endlessly amused as the crazy old lady handed her the 'perfume'.

"Try it, my dear. It will make you smell absolutely divine." There was a hint of mischief in the old woman's voice, a hint that Katara did not notice. "It's my own special blend. You'll be able to woo any man you want with this stuff."

Katara smiled before spraying a bit on herself. "You think?"

XXX

After she put on the perfume, everyone began acting really, really, weird around her. Aang hasn't been able to talk to her without blushing furiously, and several of the boys in the village had been following her. Sokka couldn't even meet her in the eyes, and he would not tell her why.

Then that stupid Prince had to show, just before they were about to take the shortcut through the cave.

She lowered her hands readily, undoing the lid on her water canteen, only looking up to see that the Prince was not going to fight her. What the…

Instead, he was coming closer, and there was this odd twitching in his eyes, as if he was trying to fight something inside of him that he could not control.

"What are you doing?" She asked, wondering why the Prince was still coming closer to her. Aang and Sokka were gone for the moment--at the time she had been glad they were, they kept giving her such odd looks—but she would be willing to scream for them if he came any closer.

He came closer to her, but she didn't scream—she wasn't able to, her lips were otherwise occupied.

Should've figured it was a love potion by now…

XXX

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A/N: Yeah, I've been writing a lot this week, and there is a reason for this. Go ahead and review if you don't want to hear about the author's crazy personal life.

Anywho, for those of you who are still here, here's what's going on with me at the moment: I live in Paron, Arkansas. Paron is a little hunk of nowhere, but it has been my home for seventeen years now, and I love it here. My school has less that 300 students in all K-12, but I like it that way.

For those of you who don't know, there was a federal law passed a few years ago called the "No Child Left Behind Act". What it does is make it so schools have to offer certain courses or else they get shut down. While this sounds good in theory, in practice, it is horrible. What it has done is made is so that my school had to consolidate with another, much larger school in order to stay open. You see, the schools not only have to offer the course, but someone has to be in them. This has giving me a difficult year because I have been forced to take extremely hard classes I don't want to take, but will in order to keep my school open. Several of these classes I'm in have less than five people in the class. Two classes only have two students. In one class, (trig/precal) I'm completely by myself.

And the larger, bigger school we've joined with? Well, they've decided they can't afford to have a teacher teach to one student, so they are closing us down. I'm going to have to go to a new school and make new friends, possibly never seeing my old ones again because we live in Redneck'sville and Farmtown and are so far away from one another. This, as you can imagine, has made me very emotional.

And when I'm emotion, I write. Good for you, bad for me, I guess.

BTW, is anyone in the Avatard fandom live in Arkansas? Or am I the only one...