AN: Warning! This contains an unexpected and...embarrassing twist!

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I do not own "ATLA"! Stop asking me if I do!

DAY TWO: CHANGE

"Zuko, can you check on Katara?" Toph asked. "Sokka wants to know when dinner is."

Zuko shrugged and started walking to Katara's room in the Western Air Temple. It was almost across the hall from his; she wanted to keep a close eye on him, but thought it too revolting to have the Firebender next door. That was a guess, but with Katara's hawk eyes watching him and her pinched up face scowling at him, it was probably the right answer.

Katara's door was closed, so he knocked.

"Go away!" Katara yelled shrilly from inside. He heard the sound of a chair being nudged to prevent the door from opening; none of the rooms had locks, so when they needed privacy, they barred the door with something heavy. Apparentely Katara didn't even want to see Zuko's face so much that she didn't want him to walk in.

"Sokka just wants to know when dinner's-" Zuko said feebly.

"It's going to be in ten minutes!" she called.

"Wait, I need to talk to you! You stole some things from my room! My broadswords and my knife!" he yelled.

"You don't need any more weapons! Now go away!" she sounded pissed with a hint of a desperate tone.

"No! Give me my stuff back! I'm not going to-"

"Shut up!" To his surprise, Katara sounded hurt, although angry. "You can't just waltz in here and expect us to belive you've changed!"

"Katara, I swear to Agni-I have changed!" Zuko began to push at the door, intending to get his stuff back. The broadswords were part of his alias, the Blue Spirit, and meant a lot to him-fighting and rebelling against the Fire Nation. He was also proud of how well he could use those, including the time he penetrated Zhao's fortress and was able to escape (though with the Avatar's help). His knife was also important-after all, his uncle has given it to him and for some ironic reason, the knife's message proved to be true.

"No!" Katara screeched, but Zuko had already burst in and THEN knew why Katara was so much against him coming into the room.

Apparentely, Katara's clothes were soaked and she was struggling to get them off because they were sticking to her skin.

She was changing.

Agni help him.

Screaming, the half naked Waterbender tried to cover her chest, as Zuko shielded his eyes (though it was sort of pointless; he'd seen...it) and apologized so much that he flamed red like a tomato. "I'm sorry, I didn't know that you were changing, and I-" He kept babbling apologies while trying to back out the door still covering his eyes, which was not effective, because he bashed his head open on his broadswords hanging from the wall.

Finally, they stopped screaming and Zuko quickly shut the door, turning away so Katara could change. Flustered, Katara bent the water out of her clothes (why the hell hadn't she thought of that sooner?) and quickly slipped into new dry clothes.

As soon as the crisis had passed, she strode up to Zuko (who was still pressing his eyes to the wall) and slapped him upside the head. Zuko looked up, and she broke his nose.

They heard laughing, and Katara opened the door to see...

Toph.

"Haha, that was a good show!" Toph laughed. "Good move on my part to send Sparky over to your room while you were changing!"

Dead silence. Zuko's face turned purple, in addition to his already red color. Katara's ears were so red that they could have been blowing steam out of them if she were a Firebender.

"YOU PLANNED THIS?" Zuko and Katara yelled.

Five seconds later, a maniacally laughing Earthbender was being chased around the Western Air Temple by two very angry and humiliated teenagers.

"What's up with that?" Sokka asked, as he saw Katara and Zuko hammering Toph with frenzied attacks.

Aang shrugged. "At least they're getting along."

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