My Boy Builds Coffins – Florence + The Machine

Katara draped herself over Zuko's shoulders as they sat in the garden. She watched him whittle away at a toy boat for their son.

"Uncle showed me how to do this," he said.

She kissed his neck. It was charming. She'd told him how, in the South, fathers often made toys for their children, and these were far more precious to the child than anything that could be bought at market. He'd always been determined that their children know they were both of fire and water. So while they may live in the palace in the Fire Nation, they would also spend time in the South each year, and when their oldest turned thirteen, he would go ice dodging.

"The babies are kicking me," Zuko said softly. "I can feel them."


A/N: This might have worked better as an AU, and I thought about doing that, but I had to hurry before the song was over. This was done instead. But it's got steam babies, so that counts for something, right?