Iroh and Zuko character swap.
As requested by The Sun:
Zuko was loving his paid vacation. Even if he wasn't allowed back in the Fire Nation, he was finally getting to see the rest of the world — visiting bustling cities, historical landmarks, admiring gorgeous landscapes, and learning to appreciate different cultures.
On the deck of his own personal cruise ship, Zuko put on a pair of sunglasses and laid out to tan. The golden light of the sun warmed his skin and sparkled on the ocean water, and he gazed up at the clear sky above. On the right, the mountainous coast of the Earth Kingdom passed him by. It was a life without responsibilities, and he couldn't be much happier.
There was only one problem.
"Nephew! There's been a sighting of the avatar at the south pole!" Zuko pulled down his sunglasses and glanced over his shoulder. His Uncle Iroh wouldn't get off his case about the supposed mission they were on to catch the avatar.
"No way," Zuko said dismissively. "He hasn't been seen for a hundred years."
"It's for real this time!" Iroh insisted.
"Listen, Uncle, I know Dad sent me on a wild goose chase, and I'm okay with that. Don't you understand?" Zuko sighed. Another perfectly good day ruined by his crazy avatar-obsessed uncle. "I'm just making the best of my situation."
"Come on. Turn the boat around, Prince Zuko," Iroh pleaded. "I'm only trying to get you home, and this is finally your chance."
"What? No way. Plus, I'm diverting tax money away from the war. Isn't that good? The rest of the world is awesome, and it's the people who live there, not the Fire Nation, who should have a say in what happens to it," Zuko said. "Just relax for once, Uncle. Give it a chance. Sit with me. Have some tea."
"I don't want any tea," Iroh barked. "I want us to find the avatar!"
"Nothing's stopping you from going home. I'm the one who got banished, remember?"
Zuko handed him a cup of tea anyway, and Iroh clenched it angrily in his fist. "…Goddamn hot leaf juice," he muttered under his breath, walking away.
Zuko pulled up his sunglasses again, and checked his map.
Maybe they could fit in a visit to the south pole if it would make Uncle happy.