Zuko and I walked down the street. Iroh caught up to us from behind, holding a large vase with several orange flowers placed in it. Zuko stared coldly at the flora and Iroh.
"I just want our place to look nice, in case someone brings home a lady friend!" He gave Zuko a nudge with his elbow. I suddenly felt sick in my stomach. Was I... jealous?
Zuko and I walked down the street. Iroh caught up to us from behind, holding a large vase with several orange flowers placed in it. Zuko stared coldly at the flora and Iroh. I shook my head to clear my thoughts.
"This city is a prison. I don't want to make a life here." Zuko said bleakly. I quirked an eyebrow but remained quiet.
"Life happens wherever you are, whether you make it or not. Now come on, I found us some new jobs, and we start this afternoon!" Iroh chirped. I sighed as we walked away.
"Ridiculous." Zuko said as he slipped on his apron. I shrugged, tying his apron for him. I turned as he returned the favor.
"There are worse jobs then serving tea."
"Uh, does this possibly come in a larger size?" Iroh asked. The owner, Pao, rubbed his chin in thought.
"I have extra string in the back. Have some tea while you wait!" He chirped. He poured us three cups of tea and walked away. Iroh smiled and took a sip before his face contorted in disgust.
"Blech! This tea is nothing more than hot leaf juice!" Iroh exclaimed. I quirked an eyebrow as Zuko gave him a deadpan look.
"Uncle, that's what all tea is." he said. Iroh looked affronted.
"How could a member of my own family say something so horrible?! We'll have to make some major changes around here." Iroh said. Zuko and I exchanged looks as Iroh dumped the pot out the window.
"Would you like a pot of tea?" Iroh asked.
"We've been working in a tea shop all day! I'm sick of tea!" Zuko said. I rolled my eyes.
"Sick of tea? That's like being sick of breathing!"
"I'd like some." I said.
"See, she has taste." Iroh said. Zuko pouted and I smirked at him. Iroh rummaged through the cupboard beneath the counter, where he was standing. "Have you seen the spark rocks to heat up the water?"
"I'm afraid not." I said. I watched Iroh go outside and leaned back in my chair, closing my eyes. I heard Iroh enter again and opened my eyes to see him at the counter.
"I borrowed our neighbors'. Such kind people." Iroh said. I smiled and glanced over to the window as I heard rustling. I got up and walked over to the window, sticking my head out. I recognized the scent on the opposite roof. The color of blood splattered leafs the color of crimson. Oddly specific, but that was Jet for you.
"Ave, you okay?" Zuko asked. I nodded, closing the window.
"I'm fine." I said, walking away from the window.
"Are you sure?" Zuko asked. I sighed.
"I swore I smelt Jet." I said. Zuko looked surprised.
"Jet? Outside?" He said. I nodded, sitting next to him on the couch. "Why would he be outside?"
"He must've seen Iroh heat his tea. Jet is very... bold in his notions." I said.
"What does that mean?" Zuko asked.
"He's going to stalk us until he finds enough evidence to call us firebenders and have us arrested." I said. Zuko facepalmed.
"Good going uncle."
"I don't trust that Jet kid." Chi said. Hei-Bai grunted in agreement. I rolled my eyes.
"You don't like anyone who threatens Avery." I said. "Remember, second chances?"
"You're right, Lin." Chi sighed. I grinned.
"Of course I'm right. I'm your wife."
Does that answer your question? The mystery
Okay, this one's really short, I know. That's because the next chapter is going to be really long. Two episodes in one chapter. Yeah, that long.
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