Okay, well... Uh... I don't really have much to say about this drabble except I AM SO SO SORRY. I got tired when I was writing it and went to sleep, and I forgot my plot for the ending. xD

I might finish it someday, who knows... but yeah. Sorry.


The amiable smile he wore couldn't be any more artificial. The Fire Lord's son sat amongst his sister and parents at a long table, set at the end of the room on a raised platform. The room was filled with upper-class citizens from the Capital city, high-ranking military officials, and the palace's loyal servants, one of which happened to be from the Southern Water tribe. The girl was young, thirteen at the most. The servant attire she wore was more presentable than her usual red, dirty garb, though the dress was too large from her, and hung awkwardly in many places. She carried a serving platter stocked with odd seafood bits and small finger foods. The ambience of the room was a generally cheerful lull, accompanied by the occasional obnoxious laugh. The rest of the servants seemed to be enjoying the atmosphere, and were happy to be attending, if only as a mere part of the working staff. The Water Tribe girl felt differently; although she'd been living in the Fire Nation for years now, she despised any work involving social events. Every birthday, holiday, ball, war meeting, family or friendly visit, and rally, the amount of work Katara was given dramatically increased, along with the time she'd spend around company or other staff. Most of the staff were Firenation citizens; the only foreigner she knew of was herself. The servants she worked alongside with weren't exactly good company, as well as her higher-ups, though she occasionally found comfort in talking with the kitchen staff while running errands.

Sadly, the kitchen staff were quite busy, due to the large amount of guests attending the Fire Prince's fifteenth birthday. His younger sister, Princess Azula, was wearing a rather mischievous grin, while their parents wore content, happy faces. Occasionally the mother would steal a sideways glance at Zuko to see that he was enjoying his party - his fake smile seemed to suffice for her.

And den Zuko wuz liek ' fuq dis shiet dis party sux '

' LETS RAVE '

Thend