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2 of 3. (A continuation of the last chapter.) Review please!
"Hurry up slave, you're moving rather slow."
The firebender groaned, cursing under his breath as he rolled his eyes. He could barely see behind the amount of packages that he was carrying in his arms from shopping with her, and Katara purposely complaining was driving him insane.
Being a 'slave for a day' was no fun. Someone should slap him the next time he agrees to a bet with Katara, ever, ever, again.
"Just ten more hours...just ten more..." He mentally counted how many hours were left, muttering under his breath. His golden eyes peeked over to the tower of boxes and items in his arms.
Finally! He gave a sigh of relief as they reached the campsite. Dropping everything on the ground, he fell to his back and was finally able to catch his breath. As his muscles ached from doing all the tasks Katara had demanded him, (with the help of her threatening kick and water whip...), he looked over and saw Katara pouting.
"We need to go back to the market. I forgot to buy something."
Zuko's eyes traveled to the immense pile of junk beside him, giving a loud groan of detest.
She had to be crazy.
"And my feet hurt, so you'll have to carry me."
Another groan escaped his lips as he rolled over to his side and shook his head, his tired eyes sleepily shutting.
"Fine, Zuko. I was going to buy Sokka a new sleeping bag at the market and go to the spa and maybe even let you go into the sauna with me as a reward...but I guess we can just stay here if you want..."
At that, Zuko's eyes popped open and he had scrambled to his feet in a matter of a few seconds.
Before she could send him a seductive smile, he had already picked her up, thrown her over his shoulder and was running back to the market.