Total AU.
Day 12: Balance
"No-ho fair!" Katara cries out, as she sits high in the air, her feet dangling to the ground.
Zuko, in front of her, grins evilly. "Well, you're just too much of a baby, Katara," he says, shrugging.
"No, I'm not!" Katara shouts, leaning forward on the seesaw.
While she is sitting in the air, Zuko is all comfortable on the other side on the ground. He really likes having his feet in the sand and not where Katara is sitting.
"You're just too heavy!" she complains, but he shrugs.
He is heavier than her, that's obvious. He also has to be, since he's a boy and older than her. If he weren't heavier it would be pretty embarrassing.
"You want me to stand up?" he asks, smiling innocently.
"Yeah," she murmurs.
He stands, but keeps the seesaw with his hands on the ground.
"Oh-oh, Zuko! Just let me down!"
Zuko's grin widens even more. He loves whenever he has the upper hand. Normally, she's ordering him around, deciding what they play, and he's fine with it, most of the time. But not always.
But tormenting her isn't that fun, so he steps aside and takes his hands off the seesaw. It bounces back to the ground on Katara's side, who lets out a squeak and falls backwards into the sand.
Oh no, he didn't think about that.
"Katara!" he cries and runs towards her. "Are you okay?"
She turns around, groaning, sand in her hair, as she slowly opens her eyes. "Zuko?"
He panics. She doesn't look good, not good at all. What if she has a concussion? What if there's blood in her brain and she will die?
He quickly grabs her under her shoulders to pull her up.
Suddenly he finds himself lose his balance and falls back into the sand, landing on his behind.
Katara stands in front of him, hands on her hips, grinning triumphantly. "Now we're even."