"Well then what are you going to do for me?"
Zuko smirked at me a kissed me quickly, "That, for one."
I grimaced, "Well you're not gonna get many more of those if you don't carry my books."
He feigned hurt,
clutching his chest, "You wound me."
I glared and shifted the
weight on my arms, "Fine, have it your way." I turned to the
other side of the hallway, "Aang!!"
He was at my side in a
heartbeat, "What's up, Katara?"
I batted my eyelashes and
brushed my free hand against his arm, "Do you think you could carry
my books for me? My arms are getting kind of tired."
He nodded vigorously
and practically snapped the books from my hands, "Sure!"
Zuko
growled and ripped the books out of Aang's arms and pushed him
aside, "I'll be doing that, boy."
I smiled and hooked my arm
with Zuko's, "Never mind, Aang. Thanks anyway."
As we walked away, I smiled up at Zuko, "See? Maybe next time you won't need prompting.