not from around here | Zuko X OC

| chapter eleven |

(IM CRYING. THE PICTURE!!!!)

Zuko was still angry because I had yelled at him earlier.
Me, Iroh and Zuko were sat around the table, waiting for the chef to bring out the dinner.

"What's taking so long!?" Zuko snapped angrily, breaking the silence.
A chef quickly ran into the room and handed out dishes for each of us.

"Thank you, Fumihiro." I said politely and nodded.
Iroh did the same, but Zuko didn't say anything except:
"Took your time."

I glared at him. He was really pissing me off. He needed to learn some manners ASAP.

"Zuko." I said.
He looked at me.
"Aren't you going to thank Fumihiro for making you such a delicious looking dinner?" I asked, but Zuko just looked back down at his food.
"No." He deadpanned.
"Well, I think you should. Don't you." I said, my tone getting more and more frustrated.
"No." He said again.
"Zuko, say thank you!" I snapped.
"No." He said back, getting louder.

Iroh and the chef looked at each other as the two teens argued and Iroh shrugged.

"Zuko! I shouldn't be having to ask you to say thank you like a toddler!" I said, slamming my fist on the table and making the cutlery and bowls clatter.
"Then don't!" He said, finally looking up at me.
"I wouldn't have to if you had basic manners!" I yelled angrily.
"I'm eating where I can do it in peace!" He snapped and marched out of the room, grabbing his plate as he did so.

I stuck my tongue out at the door and scrunched up my face before turing back to the others with my normal expression.

"Sorry, Iroh. Sorry, Fumihiro." I bowed.
"It's no problem. I apologise for my nephew's bad manners." Iroh sighed and looking down.
"Thank you, Saki." Fumihiro nodded to me.
"No, thank you for cooking for us." I said to him and bowed again.

Me and Iroh ate dinner, chatting and laughing as Zuko was sat alone in his room. Eating by himself.

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"Fumihiro?" I said, knocking on the wall next to the door that led to the kitchen.
"Ah, Saki! Hello, what can I help you with." He asked.
"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to take the day off tomorrow? I would be very happy to cook for everyone, including you."
"Really Saki!? Are you sure that you'll be okay?" He asked, putting down the pans he was washing up and turning to face me completely.
"Yeah, I know a good Chicken recipe if that's okay." I gave him a closed eye smile.

"That's wonderful Saki! Thank you."
He returned my smile.

"You take tomorrow easy, I'll start breakfast at six thirty." I told him, turning away from the kitchen.
"Thanks again, Saki!" He called after me as I left.

I walked out of the room.
Funihiro was by far my favourite crew member, other than Iroh of course. He was always so nice and had amazing cooking skills so I really didn't mind taking over for a day. Besides, I loved to cook, and I had a plan that would teach princess pouty some manners.

"Saki!"
I turned to see Iroh stood at the end of the hallway, walking towards me.

"Hey Iroh." I smiled at him.
"Saki, I was wondering if you would like to do some training." Iroh asked me.
"What, like fighting?" I asked, cocking my head.
"Yes, no bending involved, just so you can protect yourself. You may start training with Zuko tomorrow if you wish?" He asked.

As I mentioned before, I already had a pretty good belt in Judo and I've taken more than my fair share of self defends classes. So I was pretty set for fighting in my world.
But maybe it's different here.
Also, I would love to kick Zuko's ass.