The Fire Prince

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I was stuck like the soldiers Katara had Waterbended. I couldn't move. Plus I was freezing cold. Maybe that had something to do with it. I looked at Aang.
"Aang——" I whispered to him. "I can't. I can't----"

"You can't what?" Aang whispered.

"Never mind." I whispered, falling on to my stomach. I army-crawled into the ship's door and into the long, narrow hallway. A rush of heat came through my body. Thank God for the air vents, I thought. Now, I need somewhere to hide.

Each side of the hallway had doors. I knew all of them were unlocked, so I opened the first one. Nope.

Second one. Nope.

Third one. Nope.

Fourth one. Nope.

After opening about sixteen doors, I found a room that I liked. It was a bedroom, and almost everything in it was red. My favorite color. It had a nice aesthetic to it. Now....where to hide?

Suddenly, I heard footsteps. I had to hide. Now.

Oh crap. Oh crap. Oh crap. Oh crap. OH CRAP!

AHA!

I saw a nearby wardrobe. I knew it. I crept inside, and hoped it didn't lead me to Narnia.

I saw all of Zuko's clothes. It sounded dumb, but I had to put some proper clothes to cover my arrows. Besides, I was cold. I yanked a red shirt of the hanger and put it on.

Sure, the sleeves were long enough, but the shirt was way too big

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Sure, the sleeves were long enough, but the shirt was way too big. I rolled up my sleeves just enough to cover my arrows. I felt thrilled, and felt like I was a little kid playing dress-up all over again. Then I made a swoop with my hair to cover the arrow on my head. Perfect. Then, I heard the door open. It was probably Zuko. Now I felt like I was playing hide-and-seek.
I still wearing my wet clothes over Zuko's dry ones. It would be inappropriate if I just took them off and left them there.
Then, my nose itched. Oh crap, I thought. I have to sneeze. I was probably catching a cold.
"AH-CHOO!"
In that moment, my sneeze did not sound like a cute kitten sneeze. It sounded like the pipe bomb from The Mysterious Ticking Noise.


I shot straight up on the top of the wardrobe and hit my head. That upset all the shelves, and all the clothes fell off. A helmet landed on my head, which I couldn't see out of. I stumbled in the darkness, and eventually fell out of the wardrobe.

"OOF!"

"HEY!"

Oh crap.

Then I was face to face with the Fire Prince himself. He was actually pretty hot, except for the burn on the right side of his face, and his ponytail that made him look like a girl, not to mention he was bald.

"Uh...hi?" I waved awkwardly. Zuko walked over to me. He had a powerful presence, not the presence of a legend, but the presence of a monster. I instantly felt scared.

"WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON MY SHIP? AND WHY ARE YOU WEARING MY CLOTHES?"
he demanded.
That's when I started crying like an idiot. I'm afraid of people yelling at me.
"STOP CRYING, GIRL!" he yelled. He pulled me up. "TELL ME WHY YOU'RE HERE OR YOU'LL BE SORRY!"
I cried even louder.
"WELL? SAY SOMETHING!" Zuko yelled, yanking me up and shaking my arm.

"I-I-I'm s-s-sorry!" I sobbed, but thinking fast. "I-I-I g-got shipwrecked and....I saw your boat, an'---an' I came on---"

"So what are you doing here, then?" the ex-prince asked me. "Just a little orphan looking for shelter?"

"Yes, in a way." I explained calmly. Zuko remained silent.

"Are ya gonna do something to me?" I asked. He was giving me the silent treatment. "Punish me?"

"Yes." he said quietly. Then he spoke up. "Guards!"

Two Fire Nation soldiers came running. I almost screamed when I saw their uniforms. I was always a little creeped out when I saw them on TV, but they were way scarier in real life.

"Yes sir, Prince Zuko!" they saluted. Zuko pointed at me.

"This little girl sneaked on our ship and decided to play dress-up in my wardrobe. Take her away and throw her in the ocean."

"NOOOO!" I wailed, "NOT THE OCEAN!"

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