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When Pirates Happen

When Zuko is kidnapped by pirates, his friends come to find him. Written for Zutara Month 2022 on tumblr for the prompt: pirates.
585 words | [PG]

The last thing Zuko remembers is standing on the beach at his family's summer home on Ember Island. He'd closed his eyes, soaking up the first rays of the sunrise. The next thing he knows, he's waking up slowly to the swaying of a ship on the sea.

He rolls to his side—head aching—and groans. "What happened?"

"You have come into the hands of Longwei Dong—the greatest pirate in all the Earth Kingdom."

Zuko scoffs. Pirates. Just what he needs. "Never heard of you?"

Longwei sputters then unsheathes his sword, pointing it at Zuko's throat. "You will know me very well indeed when this is over."

"And how exactly do you see this ending?" Zuko stretches his neck from side to side then shakes out his arms. "Because I don't think it's going to go the way you think."

"I think," Longwei says, stabbing his sword with each word, "your family will pay handsomely for you."

Zuko actually laughs at that. "Whatever gave you that idea?"

"Might have been these fancy clothes you're wearing or that big house with a private beach or-"

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Day 15: Sharing Cultures

Cultural Exchange

Katara and Zuko share their cultures through their favorite cuisine. Written for Zutara Month 2022 on tumblr for the prompt: sharing cultures.
708 words | [PG]

"So this is your favorite food?" Katara asks, admiring the plating of the dish.

Zuko grins as he cuts the round bread into four large pieces. "It's called a Fire Fritter. It's filled with sweet cream and fried then drizzled with Fire Flake sauce."

"Both sweet and spicy, huh? That seems to be common in the Fire Nation." Katara takes a tentative bite of the fried dough, being careful to get more of the sweet filling than the flaming-red icing. The bread itself is moist with a hint of sweetness, but the filling melts in her mouth full of sugar and a hint of mango, but then a bit of the Fire Flake sauce bursts on top of the sweetness, adding just a touch of heat that slightly burns the roof of her mouth before she swallows.

"So?" Zuko asks, his hands fidgeting with the edge of the plate. He's looking anywhere but at her.

Katara licks her lips, considering the mish-mash of flavors. "It's amazing Zuko, although the sauce is a little too spicy for my tastes, but I could eat the rest every day."

A smile spreads across his face. "They make a version with a milder sauce—you can try that one next time."

Katara smiles, too, as she takes another bite, this time avoiding the Fire Flake sauce. She really could eat the sweet cream filling all day long. "You have really good food in the Fire Nation," she tells him, licking her fingers free of every crumb. "Lots of variety and flavors."

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Just a bunch of drabbles written for Zuko/Katara.

Sundown

As a child, Zuko dreaded the sinking of the sun. It meant a disconnect from Agni—a dwindling of his inner flame—making bending all the more difficult. But since joining the Avatar on his adventures, the setting sun has meant something completely different to Zuko.

He made his way down to the beach where he found Katara—the moon shimmering in her hair—as she worked through every Waterbending form she knew.

His heart swelled at the sight, but he quietly retreated before she could notice him. His dreams would again be filled with waves and fierce blue eyes.

Good Morning

Katara had never been what one would consider a morning person. Oh, she got up early every day no matter what, but she never enjoyed it. Things changed when Zuko joined the group, though. That boy could predict the moment the rays of the sun first appeared over the horizon and would be on the beach, ready to practice his forms.

Katara hated to admit that she loved to watch from her window in the house as Zuko meticulously went through each position in his Firebending. She’d never admit to anyone—even under duress—that she appreciated he worked shirtless.

Eye of the Storm

Katara’s eyes darkened as storm clouds rolled in at an alarming rate.

No, Zuko realized, it was the other way around. The sky was definitely reacting to Katara’s ruined mood—the air sizzling with menacing energy.

“Katara, I’m sorry,” Sokka pleaded.

His sister’s gaze turned to him as several lightning bolts slammed into the sea, sending a shiver of fear down Zuko’s back. He took a step back, running into Toph.

“Remind me never to leave my dirty socks out where Katara can see,” she said.

Zuko nodded before retreating a safe distance from the beach and the doomed Sokka.

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Entries tagged with char: katara

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