A little message for Zuko.

DISCLAIMER - Mike and Bryan own avatar

One fine day, as the sun was rising and the birds were chirping, a series of cries could be heard echoing across the snoozing forest.

These cries, of course, were from one psychotic, obsessive teenager.

"I'll get you, Avatar!"

"Calm down, nephew," Iroh shook his head, "So the Avatar got away again, is it really that bad?"

"Of course it is! I must capture him to regain my honour!" Zuko screamed, kicking a tree, "and I can't live without my honour!"

"What honour is this, exactly?"

"Uncle, how could you say that?!"

"It wasn't me who said that, nephew, it was her." Iroh pointed behind Zuko, to where a brown haired and brown eyed girl was sitting on a rock, her arms crossed and her eyes narrowed.

"Oh, right. How could you say that?!" Zuko screamed at the girl, who just rolled her eyes.

"Because you have no honour, stupid. What honour is there in a sixteen year old guy chasing after a twelve year old?"

Zuko was speechless; who exactly did this person think she was? "He's the avatar!"

"He's twelve! My little sister is twelve! How old are you? Sixteen," she said slowly, enunciating the sixteen, "don't you have something else to be getting along with besides chasing twelve year olds?"

"I'll show you!" Zuko shot a fireball at the girl, but it went straight through her; she scoffed.

"I'm not officially in this plot line, so therefore I'm not real and you can't shoot me. So I'll say again, YOU HAVE NO HONOUR! You're a sixteen year old guy with a scar on his face, who chases after perfectly innocent twelve year olds with your doddery uncle, who's been rejected by his dad, who he still can't see is EVIL. Oh, and you keep getting defeated by said twelve year old. How can you have any honour at all when you have some random perverted obsession!"

"He's the avatar!"

"Do you have any friends?" she said abruptly.

"No..." Zuko said reluctantly, "I don't want friends."

"What do you spend most of your life doing?"

"Following the avatar."

"And you are very grumpy too, my nephew," Iroh added in; the girl nodded.

"Yes, that's true, you also have anger management problems. So, let's recap, you have no friends, you spend most of your time stalking people, and you have a bad temper, which means you have no friends. You can't regain your honour because you HAVE NONE!"

The girl crossed her arms again, which she'd been flailing about as she ranted, and tilted her head at Zuko, who was looking at the ground. "Are you alright, nephew?"

"Who are you?"

"Just a person who watches this show and hates pre-season three Zuko."

"You don't like me either?"

"Mmm," the girl nodded, "glad you've noticed that. Now, why don't you go have some long, life-changing experience until you decide to go good and FINALLY grow some hair."

And with that she disappeared into thin air, leaving Zuko staring at the floor and Iroh scratching his head, "Well, nephew, I hope this has taught you something."

"It has," he said grimly, "the avatar can SHAPE SHIFT!"

Sigh.

Just a little message to pre-season three Zuko

Before you all flame me, i do love Zuko (even though i'm a Kataanger and a Maiko) so i'm just doing this because i hated pre-season three zuko. I mean, really, what an obsessive meanie. Sigh.

Love, ATO xx