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It's my party... but Katara is in charge (Original link) Author:Phrenic_entropy Katara was not amused. Some female upstart was moving in on her territory. “Momma’s boy! Spoiled brat! Prince of the NERDS!” Squealed the Girl Who Was Not Katara. More than hurt or offended, Zuko looked baffled at the incongruously pale features of Not Katara before him. Who was she, why was she screaming at him (at his birthday party, no less), and why did he think suddenly that she was kind of pretty? He supposed it didn’t matter in the end. Half a minute later Katara introduced Not Katara to the punch bowl, the latter seemed shocked and made a swift (frantic) escape, and Things Returned to Normal when Katara stole his twinkie and then teased him for getting rusty in his old age for the rest of the evening.
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