A/N: Welp! I got my five reviews... a few days ago... there goes my goals. Sorry for the delay and keeping you all waiting, I've just been going some personal things. I'm going to try and not let my hatred for certain members of the human species influence my writing, but goodness it sure is hard. People suck. Sorry for my obnoxious ranting! Y'all don't suck and I love y'all! After this chapter there will be two more so I hope that y'all are ready! Mwah! I'll try to write again tomorrow... but heads up I'm getting my wisdom teeth out so if I'm writing crazy, y'all just tell me and I'll fix it I promise. I just want y'all to be happy because you all are awesome. Okay, enough of that! Please enjoy the read and tell me what you all think!

P.S. I really was surprised NO ONE was Team Trevor... until I read back over the story and realized that I was Team Zuko and it showed. I have a crush on a cartoon character and that my dear readers is...A damn shame. Haha.

I Hate Being Married To You

Chapter 8

"Well, I'll leave you there until the mornin'

And I purposely won't turn the heating on

And dear God, I hope I'm not stuck with this one"

Katara sighed as she washed the green vomit out of her kitten's soft fur. The kitten seemed to share her sentiments and was meowing pitifully as the stream of warm water cleansed her fur.

After the kitten was clean, Katara wrapped her in a soft and fluffy towel. The kitten seemed to meow in relief, and began to purr as Katara dried her gently.

She was furious.

She knew that Zuko did not get sick on purpose but it still sucked. She still didn't get to... experience Trevor.

Sure Trevor was kind of an inconsiderate dick but he was the closest she had come to being physical with another man.

The psychologist recommended it, and even if it was a bit unconventional, Katara wished-

On the other hand, what psychologist recommended a threesome?!

What was this?! Jerry Springer?!

Katara sighed and kissed her kitten's now clean forehead and cradled her as she walked into her bedroom.

What she saw in there made her stomach turn.

After Trevor had exited in a drunken huff, Katara had exited the room with the kitten. She had not even thought of Zuko.

Zuko lay spread eagle on the bed, vomit covered the whole bed, and if he was awake at that moment, she would have decked him.

Feeling anger bubble within her, Katara felt the need for revenge. With a wicked giggle Katara placed the kitten onto the floor.

She then turned the thermostat in the room down to as low as it could go and walked into the bathroom, began running some cold water, and pulled out a basin from underneath the sink.

REVENGE WOULD BE HERS! MUHAHAHAHA!

Katara realized that she had said those words aloud and she glanced around the room to find that Zuko was dead to her World and her kitten was starring up with her with her head cocked to the side.

"Don't give me that look." Katara instructed as water filled the bottom of the basin and the kitten meowed before darting out of the room.

She couldn't believe that this was her husband.

She might be stuck with him, but Katara was going to get a point across.

Revenge was sweet.

…...

Zuko awoke groggily.

His head was pounding, and his eyes were refusing to focus on anything.

But he felt something.

Something terrible.

He was freezing.

The room was so cold.

Zuko wanted to get out of the cold room and he attempted to lift his bulging arms off of the bed but as he tried and tried again he realized that he was not able to move.

He tried to move his lazy legs, but he found that he could not move those either.

Finally he lifted his head, which felt like it was filled with lead, and forced his eyes to focus.

His arms and legs were covered in ice, and his lips were so cold that they were shaking, and they were almost stuck together.

Mustering up all of the strength he had and ignoring his chattering teeth, he yelled out the culprit's name.

"KATARA!"

…...

Katara came home from her busy busy day of training, interviews, and photoshoots with a large grin on her face.

Humming, she petted her kitten who met her at the door and she walked upstairs into the bedroom.

Just as she went to open the door, it was swung open from the other side and Katara burst into uncontrollable laughter.

The room was freezing and the water that she had quietly poured over Zuko's large unconscious frame had frozen and formed ice over Zuko's body and had frozen the golden eyed man to the bed.

The golden eyed man himself was standing in front of her at the moment, shaking and clasping his hands to his arms.

His lips were blue, and ice chunks still hung from his clothes.

Katara bit her lip to refrain from laughing again and waited for her husband to speak.

When he didn't, she did.

"What goes around, comes around. Consider this revenge for the Ty Lee thing." Katara smirked, one corner of her mouth rising into a sassy smile.

Zuko glared at her perfect face and then finally he spoke.

"I-I-I-I-I h-h-h-h-a-a-t-t-t-e-e- y-y-y-o-o-u-u." He stammered, his teeth chattering to much to say the words properly.

Katara grabbed her car keys from inside her purse and led her husband down the stairs.

She helped him into the car... and with a malicious smile, she turned on the air conditioning and blasted it as high as it would go.

Zuko slowly turned to face her, looking like he belonged in a horror movie. He clenched his jaws to prevent his teeth from chattering so that he could deliver his next words perfectly.

"I hate being married to you."

A/N: I know that was short! The next chapter will contain a big surprise that none of you all probably even remember being hinted at in an earlier chapter. Honestly, y'all probably won't care but I'm excited and I hope you all enjoyed this kind of filler chapter! Love y'all! Mwah! **blows kisses to the crowd**