{Sokka x Reader} ~Book One~ Prince Of The Southern Water Tribe 🌊

🌊Bato of The Water Tribe🌊

JUST FOUR MORE EPISODES/CHAPTERS AND THEN ONTO BOOK 2!!! I can't wait for that book because your relationship with Sokka is going to start blossoming!!!

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Uncle sips his tea with a relaxed expression on his face.

Uncle: [Exhaling.] Aahh! See Prince Zuko, a moment of quiet is good for your mental well-being. [Pours Zuko a cup of tea.]

Zuko raises the cup to take a sip, but the ship suddenly jerks; the vibrations cause the tea in the cup to go flying, soaking Zuko's face and hair. Zuko grunts in frustration pushes his ponytail back, and rises to see what the commotion is about. Several firebenders stand poised, ready to attack the deck of the ship. A large beast, called a shirshu, suddenly leaps onto the deck, a young woman mounted on its back. The firebenders flee from the beast.

Firebenders: Look out! Argh!

June: [Holding a rolled-up whip.] Get back! We're after a stowaway!

Zuko: There are no stowaways on my ship.

The shirshu tears off a chunk of the metal deck flooring and hurls it in Zuko's direction. Alarmed, the prince ducks for cover, the fire benders and Uncle move to the side, and the metal piece hits the doorway leading to the main compartments of the ship with a clang as they turn around to watch it hit the door. Zuko looks on in frustration while the fire benders and Uncle take a firebending stance. The shirshu sticks his head inside and begins sniffing around. The beast surveys the entire room. It focuses on a single barrel that topples over, revealing that a strange man has been hiding in there. Nyla raises his head out of the hole. The stowaway appears, dashing away from the scene. Nyla shoots forward in hot pursuit of him. The man tries to flee; Nyla lashes out his elongated tongue. The tongue strikes the man who falls onto the deck, paralyzed, and with a terrified look on his face.

Y/N: [Intrigued.] He's paralyzed.

June: Only temporarily. [Lifts the man and slings him over her shoulder.] The toxins will wear off in about an hour. But by then, he'll be in jail and I'll have my money. [Walks to Nyla.]

Zuko: But how did you find him on my ship?

June: [Prepares to mount Nyla, the stowaway already slung onto his back.] My shirshu can smell a rat a continent away. [Mounts her shirshu.]

Uncle: Well, I'm impressed. [June cracks her whip. The shirt bolts off the ship and races down the dock.] Very impressed. [Leaning over the ledge of the ship with Zuko, stroking his beard thoughtfully; We look at him, disgusted.]

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My brother had the most brilliant idea to use the shirshu in our search for the Avatar so here we are in a bar full of sweaty men. Gross.

We find her calmly arm-wrestling a man, who gnashes his teeth and sweats.

Zuko: [Annoyed.] Out of my way! [Pushing a man out of the way.] Step aside, filth!

Uncle: [Apologetically.] He means no offense! I'm certain you bathe regularly!

Y/N: I'd say otherwise.

Zuko approaches June, who is still arm wrestling. Iroh reaches her as well.

Zuko: I need to talk to you!

June: Well, if it isn't my new friends: Angry Boy, Uncle Lazy, and Pretty Girl.

Uncle Iroh: Thankyou we get that a lot