Drabble Soup For The Zutarian Soul
Tenfold Is A Lot
"This tea has been known to enhance chi and increase one's strength tenfold!" The vendor wiggled his eyebrows persuasively.
"Tenfold?" Iroh mused. "Two pounds of it, then. It may be useful in the future."
One Hour Later
"Ah! I feel replenished! Energized! I could go out there and take down Lord Ozai! And Azula! Perhaps the Rough Rhinos as well, but only if they are all at the same time, so I don't have to hold back this incredible power I feel! As if I'm walking on clouds and there's-"
"Uncle!"
"Yes, my dear, sweet nephew?" (He must have been feeling particularly daring.)
"What on earth have you been drinking?"
Ten Minutes Later
"Snappy? I'm not snappy! I'm not hyper either. Princes don't get hyper it's not Prince-like now peasants they get hyper because they have no self-discipline and no honor and no shame and hehehehehe I'M NOT SNAPPY!"
"Right," said Katara, eyeing the stricken Zuko as he paced around "Team Avatar's" apartment. Iroh was off somewhere looking for crime to fight. "Just show me what you drank so I can figure out how to put an end to this."
Fifteen Minutes Later
Sokka returned to the apartment to find an overwhelmingly voracious Iroh, wide-eyed and paranoid Zuko, and an elated Katara, who – to his absolute horror – was giggling and attempting to braid Zuko's hair.
It was gonna be a long night.