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This drabble is sorta long! But I really couldn't stop writing!

Whimsical:

"C'mon! It's only one night!"

Katara didn't look up from waterbending the dishes, opting to focus her attention on that little annoying crust that was stubbornly clinging to the porcelain bowl.

"Yeah, Katara," Sokka added from where he lounged on a floor cushion. "Aang is right! How often do we get to stay on Ember Island!"

Katara narrowed her eyes in frustration, trying to avoid having to use her hands. She didn't answer.

A sly grin slowly spread across Toph's face. "Give it up guys." She began with a lazy tone. "Sugar Queen is obviously to mature to have a little fun. It's not her fault she doesn't know how to enjoy herself."

The bowl shattered as her fury was ignited. The waterbender whipped around to stare at the group of kids sprawled out on the floor of the expensive, Fire Nation vacation home.

"Fine!" She gave in with a flourish. "Fine! We can go to the damn festival! But don't blame me if you guys are too tired to even stand on the day of the comet because of your ridiculous whims!"

Cheers erupted as they all rushed out the front door, skipping and hollering into the night.

Zuko self consciously pulled the dark red hood over his face, vainly trying to go unnoticed among the bustling crowd. Just about every corner of the island was bathed in light from candles, torches, and lamps. Little kids ran around, laughing and dressed in the ridiculous Gaang costumes as their parents atempted to keep up. Couples out on dates walked arm in arm, stopping here and there to watch street performers.

Zuko could almost kid himself into believing that he was normal, that he was just a regular teen living a regular life. Almost.

"Okay guys, we'll meet up here at midnight, alright? Make sure you stick with someone!" Katara called from beside him. Various answers of 'okay,' 'whatever,' and 'don't count on it' were heard from the others as they looked around with excited expressions.

Toph tugged at Aang's arm with a wide smile, leading him to a platform where two buff guys were wrestling. "C'mon Twinkle Toes! We're gonna miss the best part!" The airbender just laughed and allowed her to pull him away.

Sokka and Suki drifted off into the crowd, no doubt looking for some place to suck face in private.

This left him with Katara. She glanced up at him, biting her lip.

"Well, I have no clue where we should go." She said sheepishly. "You have any ideas?"

He sighed, once again trying to pull his hood over his eyes. "Actually, I don't really have a clue either. I never really went to these festivals as a kid."

Katara watched him skeptically before scanning around the courtyard. Her eyes lit up as she found what she had been looking for. "Stay here, I'll be right back."

He grumbled something that sounded like, 'Weren't you the one that said to stick together?' before crossing his arms and waiting for her return. Suddenly, he felt his hood being tugged back, revealing his face. Alarmed, he tried to whip around, but heard a playful voice behind him.

"Oh hush," Katara said as she slid something over his face. He reached his fingers up to touch the red and black trimmed mask that now covered his scar. Turning around, he saw the waterbender also donning a mask. It was shaped like a crescent moon, curving from her left eye, down to her right cheek, and was a deep crimson color with gold lining.

She grinned up at him, her blue eyes contrasting prettily with the dark red. "That hood was starting to make you look like some kind of creepy stalker."

He sarcastically gasped, putting a hand on his heart. "Me? The guy that followed you halfway around the world, being a creepy stalker? I never would've guessed!"

She laughed a contagious laugh that made his own lips curve into a smile. Soon, they were both bent over, laughing until their stomachs hurt. When they finally regained their composure, Katara smiled and gripped his wrist in her petite hand, tugging him toward a crowd of people.

In the center of the ring, many couples were dancing to a jovial, upbeat song played by a large band. Katara watched in fascination as old and young twirled and swayed to the music. Zuko looked at her discretely from the corner of his eye, taking in her awed appearance. He had the sudden urge to do something completely and utterly insane, something that might end up biting him in the butt.

Throwing caution to the wind, he stepped in front of her, holding out his right hand. "Care for a dance?"

She seemed thrown off by the sudden request, her hands tugging gently on her chocolate hair. "A-Are you sure? I mean, I'm not that good of a dancer."

Zuko smirked. "Don't think of it as a dance, more like a friendly spar without the bending."

She blushed, and reluctantly placed her hand in his. He led her until they were in the center of the circle, both masked, and both in traditional bending poses. The first beat struck, and they were on the move.

Her graceful and smooth waterbending motions countered his quick, sharp firebending movements. Suddenly, everyone disappeared. It was only them. Only each other.

She twirled around him, and he grabbed her waist, drawing her back to him. She snapped into his chest, then arched backwards, her hands on his arms. They moved seperately, yet it seemed to fit as one. He kicked, she ducked. She swept her foot under, he jumped over. It was a dance of precision, enchantment. A dance of water, and fire.

When the music ended on an abrupt note, they were chest to chest, eye to eye, breath to breath. And then the rest of the world reappeared.

Zuko looked around, only to see that all the other couples had long ago cleared out, and all eyes were on them. The whole crowd was cheering and clapping, probably thinking they were part of the show. And to his utter embarrassment, he realized exactly who was standing in the very front of the audience, exactly why those voices had sounded so familiar.

"Nice moves, Sparky!" Toph called with a large grin. "Never thought you had it in you!"

Suki was smiling and raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Dang, Katara! That was impressive!"

Aang and Sokka were gaping openly, not able to believe what they had just seen.

Other people were cheering as well.

"They move so well together!"

"He is one lucky man!"

"Aren't they a mysterious couple?"

Blushing profusely under all the attention, they hastily exited the ring, joining their other companions.

Zuko couldn't help but remember how her hips had swayed against his, how her body seemed to fit perfectly against his own. Those blue eyes had never strayed from his gold, always locked in a mesmorizing gaze. Her movement was graceful, just like water itself. Everything about her captivated his senses, intruding on his thoughts. He didn't see the need to push her out.

Maybe being whimsical can be a good thing.