Sokka couldn't believe his eyes. Zuko, prince of the Fire Nation, was on his hands and knees, begging.
Sokka had always pictured Zuko as the type of person who would have other people bowed at his feet, begging to him. But actually doing it himself? No way. The guy had too much pride.
But it seemed his current needs were far more important than pride or dignity, since he didn't have much of either left. Not that Sokka minded. No, he was definitely enjoying this change of events. He was almost tempted to ask the prince to lick his boots clean, but he knew Katara would hit him for that. Stupid, sympathetic sister…
"Please!" Zuko pleaded, his forehead almost touching the ground. "I need help saving my uncle!"
Hmmm… Sokka had liked the old man, even if he had only spoken to him for a short time. As much as he wanted to make Zuko grovel, he decided it would be better to just help the guy.
"Alright, fine, we'll help," Sokka said after Toph had clarified that the boy was indeed telling the truth.
"Thank-You! Thank-you so much!" Zuko exclaimed, standing up. Much to everyone's surprise, he actually hugged Sokka, continuing to express his gratitude.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever!" The Water Tribe warrior said, cheeks turning red as he pushed the other male away.
Author's Note: Whoo, that was a fast update! Yeah, no zutara this time. Just some good ol' Sokka /Zuko interaction. Ah, the possibilties of their friendship...
Disclaimer: Same as it was in my last entry.
