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"Out of the blue?" Iroh said, chuckling. "Not in the slightest!"

"You remembered?" I blushed.

"Remembered what?" Zuko said, turning his head from Iroh to me.

"Zuko, don't you know what today is?" Iroh scolded.

"No, is it a holiday? Which?"

I glared my unseeing eyes at him.

"What?" he said, sipping his jasmine tea.

As much as I wanted to get up and leave, that so severely contradicted one of my most important rules, never show any emotion. But, then again, this was a tad ridiculous. How could he forget?

"Today, nephew," Iroh said, "Is Toph's birthday!"

"No it's not! It's not until a month from now!"

"No, Iroh right. It's my 16th birthday," I had to cease my glaring, since I had broken that rule.

Rule #31- When someone is forgetful hold it over their head and wait to forgive.

"Thanks. Thanks so much, you're Highness," I smirked.

"I'm sorry Toph!"

"Whatever," I stood up, "I think it's time for me to be heading back. Now, Iroh, I insist you come over tonight, even if not for the ball."

"Why would it not be for the ball?" Iroh asked.

"If the host is no longer alive, I think it might be rude to still hold her party."

Iroh laughed. "I'll see you tonight."

"Bye Iroh."

Zuko began to stand up, but I put my hands on his shoulders, and pushed him back into his seat. "You can stay, you're free, your fans are gone now, but I would recommend going out the back, just in case we were followed."

I began to leave. Then I had a brilliant thought. I turned my foot a little, and incased the soles of Zuko's shoes in the earth.

Oops.

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