Drabble Soup For The Zutarian Soul
Jailhouse Rock
"Put it away." Katara glared.
"Why?"
"Because."
"I'm horrible."
"I'm not saying that."
"Are too."
"Fine. You're horrible. Now would you please put it away?!"
"No," mused Zuko. "We're finally somewhere where you can't hide, so...I don't think I will."
"I hate you."
"I know."
"More so, I hate being stuck in this stupid cell with you."
"Feeling's mutual. Some people just don't appreciate art. I used to be one of them."
"Just put the damn thing away!"
"Somebody missed naptime..." Zuko smiled and continued his rendition of Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star on the tsungi horn.