AH! I finally got this up! This update took soo long to write. Like seriously. I COULDN'T find a stopping point. I felt as if I were going to write forever. But I had to stop at some point before I was going to reach like thirty pages!
I share my excuses with my other fic. I had a third cousin in town and staying for a week and I couldn't get any writing in. School's started. GUH. Maybe it'll just help spur story ideas for this fic. Like last year totally helped any…so has it been a year in my fanfiction? No, obviously not…cause I took a hiatus for so long!! I did a Thanksgiving and Christmas chapter already…Okay. I should figure out a timeline soon...Right. I'm not ranting on and on here. Just enjoy and I don't own Avatar.
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12-3-22, she opened her locker.
Katara sighed. It had been one of the worst birthdays ever, Katara reflected as she stored her books in her locker and got out the other ones that she wanted to go home. She had failed her math quiz, forgotten her lunch, tripped up the stairs and had a pop quiz in her English class. Katara had thought it would be a good day that morning. It was her sixteenth birthday. She had seen Aang early that morning before class and he had given her a small bouquet of flowers to celebrate. But that was the only time she had seen him. Her brother thought it would be funny to give her a giant balloon to carry around to all of her classes, (that helped contribute to her misadventure on the stairs).
"Hey Birthday Girl. Big one-six." Toph came up behind her to get her books out of their locker. She was still on crutches, but managed to get around the school. Mainly she just used it for an excuse for being late to class. "Ugh, it hasn't been that great so far." Katara told her.
"I'm sure it'll get better." Toph didn't ask any further.
"Yeah…" Katara sighed.
"Hey, is it alright if I catch a ride with you and Sokka again? I don't want to risk…bumping my ankle on that crowded bus." Toph sighed theatrically.
"You're being such a Drama Queen." Katara rolled her eyes.
"I'm a good actress, right?" she laughed.
"Yeah, we'll have to go find him." Katara slung her bag on her shoulder. They started towards her brother's locker.
"So Zuko didn't ride with you to school today?" Toph asked.
"No, I don't think he wanted to put up with all the birthday crap, so he actually drove his own car." Katara rolled her eyes. She was still clinging on to hope that it was only a few days fad and he'd grow up and decide to leave.
When they found Sokka, Aang had finished up putting his books in his bag and waved to them as he took off in the opposite direction.
"Aang, wait!" Katara picked up her pace and chased after him. He was out of sight before she could come close. "Where did Aang go!?" Katara demanded.
"He didn't want to miss the bus." Sokka shrugged.
"I haven't gotten to talk to him all day today, and he raced off half way through lunch yesterday. Today's, my birthday, too. You think he could have stayed to talk. We could have drove him home or he could have come home with us. We haven't even made dinner plans! He said he was busy tonight, but he promised we'd go out another night to celebrate." Katara rambled to relieve her feelings.
"I'm sure you'll be able to talk to him tonight." Sokka told her. Toph pretended to trip over him as she moved to his other side.
"Ouch! I'm sure he'll call you after whatever he has planned." Sokka glared at the blind fiend.
"Yeah, I hope." Katara sighed.
Once they returned home, Toph walked back to her house.
"I'll see you guys later, okay?!" she called.
"If your parents will let you." Katara replied remembering that weekends antics which almost got Zuko thrown in jail.
"They will, trust me. It's your birthday." Toph grinned.
"Right!" Sokka waved. "See you!"
"Let's go, I just want to get this birthday over with. Maybe if I'm lucky Zuko got me a present." Katara added on sarcastically.
Katara sat on her bed finishing up her math homework. She finished it off by adding her name, date and period and then put the book and assignment back in her bag.
"Hope I didn't fail that." Katara breathed. Sokka came in to her room. "Hey, has Zuko come home yet?" she asked, before Sokka could get out what he wanted to say.
"No," he replied shortly.
"Maybe he's gone for good!" Katara caustically exclaimed as she rolled onto her back.
"Don't get your hopes up, his stuff is still here." Sokka told her.
"Damn it…" she groaned.
"But I wanted to tell you to go get in my car," Sokka nodded outside. "I got somewhere to go, maybe for your birthday…"
"Really? You're going to take me somewhere?" Katara asked. Her mind was racing. Was he going to take her to a nice dinner since it was her sixteenth? It would be a little awkward, but she wouldn't mind. Maybe she was going somewhere to pick out a gift. A big gift she'd have to pick out herself. The thoughts of a new car were racing through her head. They couldn't afford a new car…maybe Sokka had found a used one she'd like.
"Okay…" she got up and grabbed her purse and jacket, as they went downstairs and left. She got into her brothers car and clicked her seatbelt.
"Before we go…we got to blindfold you." Sokka told her as he got something out to shield her eyes.
"What!? I'm not being blindfolded like a hostage or something. I'll close my eyes." Katara told him.
"You'll peek." Sokka glared at her.
"Do you think I'd cheat my own present!?" Katara snapped.
"Alright, alright. We're wasting time." Sokka pulled out of the driveway and Katara closed her eyes. In her mind she tired to keep track of the turns they were taking, but became too complicated. As soon she felt as if she was going to drift off, she felt the car slow and stop.
"Can I open my eyes?" she asked.
"No, not yet!" Sokka giddily exclaimed. She sighed, embarrassingly. If they were in public she hoped he wasn't making too much of a humiliating scene. She heard the car door open as Sokka led her out of the car and cover her eyes as he led her forward.
"Step up," he led. "And stop." She heard a door open.
"And open."
This wasn't her brother's voice.
"Aang!"
"Surprise!"
As she looked around she realized it wasn't only Aang, but Toph as well as Zuko and Mai. Teo was there too, with Haru. Suki grinned at her and then sent a sweet smile directed towards Sokka.
"Aang y-you had plans tonight!" Katara exclaimed still in so much shock she wasn't exactly connecting things.
"Plans with you."
"So you put this all together?" Katara asked excitedly.
"With a little help from me and Toph." Sokka grinned, throwing his arm around the blind girl's shoulder.
"Don't you mean 'Toph and I'?" Toph asked.
"Are we in school? Who cares?" Sokka told her blatantly.
"You are so sweet!" Katara threw her arms around him, knocking the wind out of him almost knocking him over.
"Don't knock the kid unconscious. He just gave you a birthday party." Zuko told her. As Aang recovered and Katara stood up straight she asked, "What are you doing here anyway?"
"I can't go anywhere without being accused of breathing!" Zuko exclaimed, strenuously. Katara glared at him.
"Alright, I had nothing better to do."
"You never have anything better to do!"
"I present my life story." Zuko bowed.
"Your life isn't that bad, Zuko." Mai offered.
"Well, the party isn't on the doorstep." Aang dragged her inside. It was decorated in all of her favorite colors, with ribbons wrapped around the banister. Plus, there were balloons, so many, Katara couldn't count. Appa ran up to Katara and almost tackled her licking her hands and face.
"Appa!" Aang shouted at his dog.
"Oh, Appa! Did you help too?" Katara laughed. Appa barked at her with another happy lick. "Oh, did he help. He popped like half of the balloons and kept trying to eat the ribbon. And all the food? He kept trying to eat anything we'd drop and sometimes it didn't even have to be on the floor!" Aang exclaimed. It certainly didn't look like there were any balloons missing. If there were any more, there wouldn't be room for a party. Perhaps Appa was trying to help in a sense.
"Hey, Katara! Did you see the cake yet?" Zuko shouted.
"What? No!" Katara ran towards the kitchen. Aang followed with an embarrassed look on his face. When Katara reached the kitchen she was sort of confused. "Is this it?" Katara asked.
"Yep. Homemade. Well, Aang and Gyatso made it I helped with the frosting. They made one of their fruit filled cake things, but I perfected it with the frosting." Sokka explained.
"You see, when we were deciding what should be put on the cake Sokka just decided to put his own message on there, but Aang didn't like it. It said something like Happy birthday, Katara. Love, Aang. Or probably something else really stupid.
"Oh, yeah it was way more stupid." Aang nodded his head not wanting to share.
"So Aang didn't want it to say what it said…I can't even remember what it was…so he frosted over that. But then I decided it looked lopsided and frosted over the other half of the cake, which made it look worse. In the end it just ended up looking like this." Zuko tried to explain. Katara stared at the monster in front of her. She wasn't even sure if there was a cake underneath it, much less if it was edible. Frosting completely took over the cake making it look like it was at least six inches taller than it actually was. So many colors of frosting ran together, she wasn't sure what it originally was supposed to be but now it looked like a gross brown. Not even chocolate brown. A gross brown.
"It's the thought that counts?" Katara scratched her head. "Aw, I messed up Katara! This should have been the best darn cake ever and it turned out like this just cause I didn't want it to say something stupid on it." Aang mentally kicked himself.
"It's fine Aang! I still love that you made me this cake!" Katara kissed his cheek.
"I promise I'll make you a new one and we can eat it next weekend or something!" Aang promised.
"That sounds great, Aang." Katara smiled.
"See, if I ever did something like that, Mai would probably just throw the thing in my face and tell me I failed at life or something." Zuko sighed, envious of all the sympathy Aang received for their inedible frosting cake of doom.
"What about Mai?" Mai joined the conversation once she heard her name.
"I said, we should make a cake or something. It was fun to play with the frosting." Zuko easily covered for the slip up.
"You bring the EasyBake oven." Mai told him with a serious face on and walked away to go find a more entertaining conversation.
"I TOLD YOU IT WAS AZULA'S! I NEVER ONCE TOUCHED THAT EASYBAKE OVEN!" Zuko screamed at her. The whole party turned to look at him.
"OKAY, IT WAS ONCE IN THE FOURTH GRADE! I WAS HUNGRY AND I DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO WORK THE REAL OVEN AND I HAD SEEN HOW AZULA USED IT!" Zuko yelled at the room of people staring at him.
"And just to let everyone know, I've known Azula since kindergarten and I know she would never own something like an EasyBake oven." Mai announced to the room.
"OKAY! SO IT WAS MINE! MY MOM PROMISED ME SHE'D TEACH ME HOW TO BAKE ON ONE! AND IT WAS REALLY GOOD AND I KNOW HOW TO BAKE NOW! SO THERE!" Zuko admitted. The room already tittering with giggles exploded with laughter.
"Dude! You had one of those? Those are like little girl toys. Katara had one and she played with it all the time!" Sokka laughed.
"Well, I hope she never shared any of the sugar cookies or angels food cakes with you!" Zuko growled at him.
"You can't really learn out to bake on one of those things you just like put in the powder and milk and put it in the oven." Katara came over to join the entertaining conversation.
"What's an EasyBake oven?" Aang asked.
"You mean even little pansy Aang has never heard of an EasyBake!? I'd figure you were one of the first to get one." Zuko pulled his hair out in frustration as Katara kindly explained the workings of the toy oven. "I'm going to get something to eat."
"Something you made with your EasyBake?" Sokka laughed.
"SHUT UP!" Zuko made his way into the kitchen. He found some of the chips that had been put out and looked around the kitchen. Aang's uncle was making polite conversation with Toph's parent's and as Toph stood quietly near them obediently
"Uhh, dude. What's with the parents? And why are you over here in the boring old section of the party?" Zuko whispered, not wanting to disturb the conversation taking place.
"This was the only way I could come since what happened last weekend." Toph replied.
"Boring." Zuko sighed. "Tell them you have to go to the bathroom and come join the party. Seriously there's no point in coming to a party if you're not at the party." Zuko explained he left the kitchen and winked at her.
"Where have you been, Mr. EasyBake?" Mai asked as he returned and she grabbed on of the chips out of the handful he had grabbed. Zuko rolled his eyes at her nickname.
"I got another partier." Zuko explained as Toph joined their conversation.
"Alright!" Zuko grinned.
"Yeah, it'll work for about five minutes and then they'll come looking for me!" Toph laughed.
"It's five minutes you can enjoy out here and not with their stupid conversation. Plus, they'll probably forget about you. You know how adults get when they talk."
"Well, in five minutes we'll go eat dinner and then we'll all be eating dinner so it won't matter then. Then you'll be opening presents and we'll all still be in the same room. Then we'll eat that messed up cake…" Aang explained.
"Or…y'know 'eat' it. Where we get a piece and pretend to eat it and say it's so good but too rich and throw it out." Zuko told him.
"You didn't have to say that to the person who made it!" Aang defended his cake. "Hey, I helped too." Zuko shrugged.
"It really shouldn't be that bad if you can scrape off all the frosting right?" Toph asked.
"Yeah!" Aang agreed with Toph's solution.
"Look, there's your parents." Zuko warned Toph.
"DINNER TIME!" Sokka shouted. They lined up the huge buffet as Aang and his Uncle scrambled to get the food together, since they weren't ready for dinner yet. Pizzas that were still coming out of the oven were still being cut as everyone crowded around the table and grabbed plates. Zuko kept trying to grab whole pizzas at a time and getting his hand burned by the freshly baked pizzas.
"GET YOUR HANDS OFF THE PIZZA ZUKO!" Katara screamed. "PEOPLE ACTUALLY WANT TO EAT THAT!"
Eventually they were straightened out and people were able to grab their own slices. Zuko was the one with the most pizza; he had gotten two slices from every pizza, which equaled ten. They got drinks from the seven different two-liter soda bottles and sat down at the extremely long table made of card tables put together and folding chairs. It was a game musical chairs trying to sit down. Of course Katara sat at the head of the table and Aang sat to her right. (Plenty of jokes were made about Aang being Katara's right-hand man.) Sokka and Zuko made a race for the chair left of Katara almost spilling drinks and Zuko's pile o' pizza.
"Move, idiot! I'm her brother!"
"Well…I'm special!"
"Yeah, you are special!"
"I think Katara chooses!" Zuko decided. "Choose well."
"Sokka's my brother. Go sit next to your EasyBake girlfriend." Katara told him.
"What the hell? I have nothing to do with the EasyBake story." Mai chose the seat next to Zuko, as Zuko sat next to Aang.
"Shit, shit, shit!" Toph hissed as she shoved her plate in between Aang and Zuko and shoved a folding chair in between the two.
"SORRY MOM AND DAD! Chairs are already full!" Toph called. "Phew."
"What was that all about?" Suki asked from the chair next to Sokka.
"Eh, parents. They were trying to sit next to me." Toph shrugged as she grabbed her first slice. "But I'm safe between my boys." Toph said with a mouth full of pizza. She put down the pizza and put her arms around Aang and Zuko.
"What about me? I'm one of your boys right?" Sokka asked desperately as if it were an important gang that he wasn't apart of.
"Mm…I don't know if you qualify." Toph stroked her chin thoughtfully.
"You'll always be one of my boys." Suki grinned as she kissed his cheek.
"Wait, you have other boys!?" Sokka asked, now panicked.
"No, Sokka—"
"Oh, God! Suki! Where have I gone wrong!? I've always been good to you right!? RIGHT!?" Sokka stood up.
"Sokka, just sit down." Suki pulled him back down to his chair.
"Alright." Sokka kissed her back on her cheek, admitting it was just a joke.
They finished with dinner and Aang went around with a garbage bag and cleaned up any of the trash.
"Go, help him." Katara hissed to Sokka. He just shrugged lazily.
"You go help." Katara turned to Zuko.
"Why…?" Zuko asked.
"Because for dessert you can sit in this chair." Katara told him as she pointed to Sokka's chair.
"Okay!" Zuko jumped to his feet.
"What!?" Sokka gasped.
"Well, you wouldn't help." Katara shrugged. She glanced to the kitchen to see Zuko eagerly ask Gyatso for a trash bag to help Aang.
"And I'll pick up all the trash during the presents!" Zuko volunteered.
"How do you get him to stop being a lazy ass?" Mai asked Katara, the miracle worker.
"I dunno. It's easy once you know how to push his buttons." Katara laughed.
Once the trash was picked up they went into the main room and Aang started to move the presents from the table they were sitting on to where Katara was sitting on. Zuko eyed Aang doing this and he started doing it as well, but faster. Aang speeded up as well. Sokka rolled his eyes.
"BOYS! STOP! YOU'RE GOING TO BREAK MY PRESENTS!" Katara yelled at them. They both glared at each other. Thankfully, there were two more gifts to move. If there was only one left, Katara feared for the condition of her gifts. As the two sat down, they started to bicker over who's she'd open first.
"I'm not going to open any of them, if you two don't shut up!" Katara growled rubbing her temples.
"God, are you two teenage boys or two hissing, spitting cats?" Toph sighed. Katara started to open her presents. She got some ugly looking sweaters from Gran. She got an amusing birthday card in Braille from Toph. Everyone kept trying to figure out what it said. Toph was the only one who knew and she wasn't about to tell.
"What's the point of getting a birthday card you can't read?" Mai asked as she passed it on to the next person to look at.
"No one ever looks at their cards again anyway. So I thought it'd be amusing." Toph shrugged. With that card Katara got a new CD from Toph. From Suki she got a giftcard for her favorite place to shop. Zuko gave her another diary. This one seemed to have heavier locks.
"What is this?" Katara looked at him questioningly.
"Eh, your old diary is way to easy to get into. You need a new one that has an actual working key. That old one you have…yeah. A five year old could pick it." Zuko shrugged.
"YOU'VE READ MY DIARY!?" Katara roared.
"I'm really doing you a favor here." Zuko shrugged.
"Oh, yeah. I can agree. That lock is horrible. Still, it was fun to steal the key from Katara and sneak it back." Sokka snickered.
"You're all horrible!" Katara growled.
"Remember Katara! That diary-stealing helped me gain confidence to ask you out!" Aang reminded her.
"Alright, alright." Katara rolled her eyes.
"Well, go ahead and open Aang's present and then you can open your big gift!" Sokka announced.
"Oh, my god." Katara gasped. "You got me a car!" Katara squealed.
"Uhm, no. We aren't that rich. Just open Aang's present."
Aang handed her the bag, which contained his gift. Katara quickly removed the tissue and took out a small jewelry box.
"Holy shit! He's proposing marriage!" Zuko screeched.
"Zuko, it's only jewelry! She's only sixteen!" Mai growled as she elbowed him.
Katara opened it to reveal a beautiful sterling silver locket with an intricate design on it. In the middle was a tiny sapphire blue stone that matched her eyes.
"Oh, my God, Aang. How much did you spend?" Katara gasped.
"Katara!" Sokka hissed at his sister.
"Well, it's so beautiful! It just looks so expensive! What did you rob a jewelry store?" Katara teased.
"Well, I wanted something nice. It's kinda to replace that one I got you in the third grade. I'm surprised that one isn't tarnished by now. That one is only one of those cheapy Wal-Mart brand, 3-dollar, kids jewelry bin kinda things. So I decided I'd get you a little bit better one, if you're going to wear it all the time." Aang grinned sheepishly as Katara was already undoing the clasp to put it on. Her hands were trembling with excitement, so Aang helped her with the clasp. When he finished Katara whirled around and squeezed him.
"Okay, okay. Now it's our turn. Everyone pitched in to help on this gift. Even Aang wanted to help after he bought that expensive thing." Sokka brought out a gigantic box.
"So it was expensive?" Katara asked.
"It wasn't like thousands of dollars! Besides I had Gyatso help out!" Aang explained.
"Okay, back to the present at hand!" Sokka waved down Katara's attention. "Start opening!"
Katara turned towards the box that went up past her stomach and at least two feet wide.
"What on earth…?" Katara started to pull at the paper. An image of a television was on the box. "You got me a TV? Wait, this is our TV from downstairs!"
"That's just the box!" Sokka rolled his eyes. "Just pull off the tape."
Katara picked off the small piece of tape on top and opened the flaps of the box.
"Newspaper?" Katara stared at the box full of paper.
"Dig through the paper." Sokka groaned feeling as if he had to explain everything. Katara moved the many crumpled up balls of newspaper to find a smaller box.
"Oh, my God. How much more do I have to open?" Katara gasped as she pulled off the tap for that box.
"Hey, if you don't want it, I'll take—"
"OH, MY GOD!" Katara screamed. She squealed and ran around.
"What is it Katara? Sokka's been awful secretive of this whole birthday surprise." Gran asked her granddaughter.
"IT'S THE NEW IPOD NANO!" Katara screamed. "And an iTunes gift card! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Katara jumped on Sokka in a big hug.
"Hey, I only organized it and put twenty-five bucks of my own money into it. It's everyone here who really helped. Couldn't have bought it without their money." Sokka laughed. Katara ran around and hugged everyone in the room.
"Just to let you know we didn't have a choice." Zuko told Katara as she squeezed him. "When we were setting this up, your brother told us we were going to give him money or we couldn't come to the party."
"You—WHAT?!" Katara screamed at Sokka.
"No I didn't!" Sokka shouted.
"More or less you did." Mai agreed.
"Okay it was a little aggressive asking." Sokka admitted.
"So just be happy, okay, bitch?" Zuko growled at Katara.
"Do we have to eat dessert?" Sokka mumbled to Aang as everyone gathered into the kitchen.
"Yes! We have to sing and—"
"No, but do we have to eat it?" Sokka asked. Aang growled at him.
"Okay, okay." Sokka backed off.
"Oh, oh! I get to light the candles!" Zuko put the candles in the lopsided cake.
"Okay, just please don't burn the house down, Zuko…" Katara groaned envisioning the outcome of Zuko and a matchbook.
"Alright, but I may burn the cake down." Zuko struck the match.
"ZUKO!" Katara screeched.
"Do you want me to drop the match and burn your house to the ground?" Zuko growled as he finished lighting the candles.
"At least I didn't punch your face out." Katara replied.
"Go birthday girl." Zuko stood back admiring his blazing work of art.
"OKAY!" Aang shouted, putting his arms up to conduct the crowd of people.
"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday, dear Katara! Happy Birthday to you!" the room sang.
"And many more on channel four, and Scooby Doo on channel…two…" Zuko burst out before Katara could blow out the candles. Everyone stared at him awkwardly.
"Fine, be party poopers!" Zuko screamed.
"We just all aren't six years old." Sokka rolled his eyes.
"Blow out your candles, Katara!" Aang shouted as he snapped a bunch of pictures with his digital camera.
"Okay, Mr. Paparazzi." Katara took a big breath and blew out all of the candles. One stayed lit and Katara kept blowing on it, thinking she just didn't get enough air to it. She blew and blew and blew.
"What is this a trick candle?!" Katara finally gasped. Zuko grinned as he held up a small package of gag candles that stayed lit.
"You know. Just mixed them in with the rest and it looks the same." Zuko laughed at Katara's beet-red, exhausted face.
"I hate you!" Katara growled at Zuko as she took out the candles. She grabbed a knife to start cutting the cake. "Hmm…I don't even know where to begin on this thing."
"Let me do that." Aang put his hand over Katara's.
"What is this? A birthday party or a wedding? Come on!" Sokka teased them. Aang blushed furiously as Katara slid her hand out from under his as he started to slice the cake. Katara whipped around towards Sokka and gave him a hard look. Once Aang had cut the cake, those who were daring enough took the cake and some experimented with the food and some just left the room without desert.
"Oh, wait! I forgot! I also brought a prune pudding because I knew how awful that cake turned out!" Sokka exclaimed. He turned towards the fridge and pulled out a bowl of the pudding he had gotten Gran to help him with.
"MY FAVORITE!" Katara screamed.
"And this is one hundred percent Sokka made." Sokka boasted.
"It was my idea after this cake was ruined." Aang pitched in.
"And you didn't help. You only liked the utensils used for making it!" Gran accused him.
"Okay, okay." Sokka rolled his eyes. Katara seemed satisfied with a large helping of both cake and pudding as she left the kitchen.
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Somehow cake frosting ended up everywhere. In peoples hair. On the floor. On people's clothes. It looked like the monster of the cake came in the room and threw up all over. As soon as there was a racket in the room, Gran, Gyatso and the Bei Fongs entered the room.
"What on earth…?" Gran muttered.
"How is it every time we leave sweet things and you teenagers alone in the same room it doesn't end in your mouth but in your hair?" Gyatso scolded Aang who was the most plastered frosting.
"Um, everyone kind of found a different use for the cake?" Aang tried to explain as he took a bit of frosting from his own face and ate it.
"Wow, Mr. Gyatso. This is honestly one of the best parties I've ever been to." Zuko thanked the man for his party experience.
"Are you the one who did this?" Gyatso asked.
"Yes," Katara answered as she also took a bit of frosting from Aang's frosting coated head with her finger.
"You will be here tomorrow bright and early for clean up duty." Gyatso told Zuko.
"What if I don't show?" Zuko threatened.
"I know your Uncle pretty well. I can get in touch. Also, I can call the police and report a case of vandalism. This living room looks pretty vandalized to me." Gyatso took a look around.
"How do you know my Uncle?" Zuko asked.
"All old people know each other." Gyatso replied. "So eight o' clock? I trust Katara and Sokka can make sure you get here since you live with them now?"
"Eight o' clock on a Saturday?" Zuko growled.
"I can easily find Iroh's phone number." Gyatso threatened.
"Yes, sir. Eight o' clock." Zuko nodded.
"To the rest of you, the party is over." Gyatso declared.