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It takes Sokka about a day to realize that they don't really know much about Zuko.

Of course, they know a few basic facts: that Zuko is a Firebender, was part of the army, was obsessed with the Avatar, seemed to be everywhere, and has a sister who is trying to kill him and an uncle who always followed him around.

Beyond that, they don't really know much about him. They don't know how he ended up in the army, who was stupid enough to make him captain, or why he decided to make hunting the Avatar his obsession. They don't know much about his past, what he was doing before he joined the army, or why he decided to join them now.

Sticking to the facts: Zuko appeared at the South Pole. He pursued them all the way to the North Pole, clashing with Zhao from time to time and freeing Aang from Pohuai. After the Siege of the North, he disappeared, only to reappear in the Earth Kingdom, fleeing from his own sister, who was trying to kill both him and his uncle. Then he disappeared again, only to reappear in Ba Sing Se, where his own sister threw him into the dungeons—which must have been a trap, because he joined her there shortly thereafter. He returned to the Fire Nation, only to betray them some time later and side with Aang.

And everything would be great, if only there weren't a few missing pieces in this whole story. Why was Zuko at the South Pole? What happened between the North Pole and the Earth Kingdom? Why was his sister chasing him? What was he doing in Ba Sing Se, pretending to be a tea server?

Sokka didn't really think about it—until Zuko stood before them and became part of their team, which... ugh, is still incredibly weird. Because is it normal for your enemy to become your ally in the span of a single day?

It's not normal, Sokka concludes.

And that means it's time to find out more about their local Firebender.

“So, Zuko,” Sokka says in the evening as they all sit down to dinner.

Zuko freezes, like a frightened rabbit. He looks like he wants to take his food and go back to his room. Although Aang invited him, Zuko does not eat with them, clearly keeping to himself.

“Yes?” Zuko asks.

He doesn't sit down. He holds a bowl of food in his hands and is clearly preparing for a tactical retreat so he doesn't have to eat in their company.

“I've been thinking about it, but we don't really know much about you,” Sokka says, ignoring Katara's quiet snort. “We met in the Earth Kingdom, right? Why did your sister want to kill you?”

“Ah,” Zuko's eyes still show caution, but understanding also appears in them. “Uncle and I were blamed for the failure of the mission in the North. Zhao was already dead, so the Fire Lord needed someone to blame. It fell on us. He sent Azula because she was always a good Firebender.”

With that, he turns and walks away, as if he doesn't want to be in their presence any longer.

There is silence for a moment.

“So who is Zuko, really?” Toph asks. “I thought he was just a regular Firebender who didn't like you very much. I didn't know his sister was favored by the Fire Lord.”

“His sister is definitely favored by the Fire Lord,” Sokka says irritably. “She was his guard during the Eclipse. And she's incredibly loyal, just like Zuko is. That is, was.”

“No wonder, with that name,” Katara mutters. “What else would you expect from siblings named after the Fire Prince and Princess?”

Toph tilts her head to the side.

“Wait, his sister's name is Azula? I thought only Zuko was named after, you know, Prince Zuko.”

“Their parents must have been incredibly fixated on the Fire Nation Royal Family to name not only their son but also their daughter that way,” says Katara.

“Are you sure it's a coincidence?” Toph frowns. “What if they really are–”

Sokka bursts out laughing.

“Zuko is supposed to be the Crown Prince? Our Zuko? The same Zuko who is the least noble person I've ever met in my life? Toph, Zuko is a soldier. Or rather, he used to be.”

“He had a separate mission,” adds Aang. “To capture me. I think he was quite independent from the rest of the army.”

“I bet he and Azula were part of some Special Forces or something,” says Sokka. “Because just think about it. A Fire Prince who can fight with swords? Who travels halfway across the world to capture the Avatar? Someone who's almost like a ninja with his skills? Someone who... Oh.”

Two pairs of eyes turn toward him. Only Toph isn't looking at him, but well, that's Toph.

“What oh?” Katara asks.

Sokka bites his lip, wondering if he should say it out loud. He glances in the direction Zuko went. When he makes sure he's not there, he leans toward his friends.

“What if Zuko really is a trained assassin?” he whispers. “He's strong, I can't deny it.”

Aang gasps loudly.

“No way!” he protests immediately. “Zuko doesn't kill people! He's nice!”

“He chased us halfway around the world and burned Kyoshi Island,” Katara reminds him.

“Maybe he was trained as a spy?” Aang suggests. “You know, that's why he was able to free me from Pohuai and was in Ba Sing Se?”

Katara thinks for a moment.

“That would make sense,” she says. “He completely fooled me in Ba Sing Se. I thought he was a good person, and then he turned out to be a traitor.”

“Hey, from everything you've told me about him, he couldn't have been a traitor, because he was never on your side,” says Toph, picking the parts she likes best from her plate. “And I don't think he's a good liar. I can sense lies easily, and so far he hasn't lied since he got here.”

“Maybe he's as good a liar as Azula,” Katara hisses. “You know, the same Azula who killed Aang?”

Aang grimaces at the memory.

“But I survived in the end, didn't I?” he asks, smiling as if to comfort everyone around him. “Anyway, I don't think Zuko is a bad person. He's clearly trying to make amends for his mistakes, and we should support him.”

Katara crosses her arms over her chest.

“If he really was trained to be an assassin–”

“What if he wasn't?” asks Aang. “Zuko is here to help us. If he doesn't want to share his past, that's okay.”

“Well, he can always be Prince Zuko, Heir to the Throne,” Toph interjects.

“Don't be silly,” Sokka laughs. “Zuko, our Zuko, a Prince? That's impossible.”

Just to be clear: Sokka did plan to question Zuko about who he really is and whether he is a trained assassin.

But the next day, as if to spite him, Zuko's bending stops working.

Which isn't really a good sign when it comes to teaching the Avatar.

Fortunately, Toph suggests that they go in search of the original benders — which ends up with Aang and Zuko going on a trip. Just the two of them. Only Aang and Zuko.

Aang, whom Zuko had been actively trying to capture for months.

Zuko, who had switched sides barely two days ago.

This won't end well.

“Listen, listen, listen!” Aang announces excitedly the next evening, after a rather long presentation of the Dancing Dragon and when Zuko has decided he's had enough of their company and gone to his dungeon... ahem, room. “I know who Zuko is!”

His words catch everyone's attention, and Sokka remembers a conversation they had not long ago.

“In my opinion, Zuko really is the Prince!” “ says Aang excitedly. “When we were about to meet... um, the Masters, I can't tell you the details, but anyway, I started to panic a little because I didn't know what to expect. Zuko looked at me and then said, so incredibly seriously: ‘we are the Fire Prince and the Avatar, we can handle them’. So I think Zuko really is the Fire Prince!”

Sokka bursts out laughing.

“Aang, that was probably a joke,” he says. “Zuko was named after Prince Zuko, he's not Prince Zuko.”

“Can you imagine Zuko as Prince Zuko?” Katara asks. “You mean the Fire Prince would chase the Avatar, fight his own soldiers, and betray his own country? Zuko is just a regular soldier, not a prince. Don't try to make up a more interesting backstory for him than he actually has.”

Aang's expression clouds over.

“Do you really think Zuko isn't a Prince?” he asks.

“We can find out,” suggests Sokka.

“How?”

“Well,” Sokka smiles at him. “We just have to ask him.”

Since Zuko has made it his mission to show himself as little as possible, unless it's about teaching Aang, Sokka has to wait several hours until the jerkbender finally deigns to show up.

“Hey!” he shouts at him. “Prince Zuko!”

The words have the desired effect. Zuko turns to him with a scowl on his face.

“Don't talk to me like that,” he says irritably. “I'm not a prince.”

(Not anymore, he wants to say.

My father probably burned my name out of the line of succession, he doesn't add.)

With that, Zuko takes his swords and goes to train, clearly determined not to have to talk to anyone.

Sokka turns to Aang, Katara, and Toph with a triumphant look on his face.

“Did you hear that?” he asks. “Our Zuko isn't Prince Zuko!”

Katara makes a face full of disgust.

“He’s not our Zuko,” she objects.

Toph mumbles something thoughtfully.

“Toph?” Aang turns to her.

Toph twitches.

“He didn't lie,” the girl says. “He didn't lie, but...”

(It's as if he didn't tell the whole truth, she wants to say.)

“Never mind,” she says finally. “Well, that solves our mystery. Too bad. I was hoping Sparky would be a more interesting person.”

Trusting Zuko isn't easy, if Sokka is being honest.

But when it comes to trusting someone who was his enemy just a few days ago, and sitting idly by while his father rots in prison, Sokka chooses the former without hesitation.

Zuko had the opportunity to betray them when he was alone with Aang. Instead, the two of them returned and almost immediately focused on firebending training.

So Sokka approaches him one evening, asking where they could take the prisoners of war.

He doesn't expect Zuko to want to go with him to the prison.

The road to Boiling Rock is... awkward. That's the only way Sokka can describe it.

Neither of them speaks.

For. Too. Long.

Tui and La, Sokka has had enough.

“Pretty clouds,” he says, just to say something. Anything. Talking about the weather is a good way to start a conversation, right?

“Yeah... fluffy,” Zuko replies. And, then, “What?!”

“What? Oh, I didn't say anything. You know, a friend of mine actually designed these war balloons,” Sokka says immediately.

Which he probably shouldn't mention, but well, there's no way Zuko knowing about Teo and his father could hurt them, right?

Where is the Mechanic right now anyway?

“No kidding,” Zuko says without much emotion in his voice.

“Yep, a balloon... but for war.”

“If there's one thing my dad's good at, it's war,” Zuko spits out more fire.

Sokka wonders if Zuko imagines that it's him who's burning. But hey, Zuko wouldn't be treacherous enough to throw him out of the balloon or attack him here, right?

Sokka realizes that he is actually giving Zuko the perfect opportunity to betray him. Who knows if there isn't some support waiting for him in prison?

But one look at his incredibly unhappy face and the darkness lurking in his eyes is enough to change Sokka's mind. Zuko is definitely not an ally of the Fire Nation, at least judging by his reaction to the mention of his father.

“So you don't get along with your father, huh?” Sokka says, wondering what kind of person would not only name his children after the Fire Nation Royal Family, but also practically raise them amid incredibly intense propaganda.

Zuko looks at him in disbelief.

“That,” he says, “is a huge understatement.”

Sokka is silent for a moment, wondering what to do with this information.

How high up in the Fire Nation army hierarchy is his father really? Zuko's family must have some connections; maybe his father is some kind of general or something? That would explain why Zuko had his own ship and why Azula was the Fire Palace guard.

“So you don't have the best relationship,” Sokka concludes.

Zuko just stares at him. And stares.

“Last time we saw him, he tried to shoot lightning bolts at me,” he says, turning away and throwing more fire into the chimney that keeps the balloon in the air. “I think that speaks for itself.”

“Your father is a bastard,” Sokka states, trying to ignore the horror he feels at the thought that a father could try to kill his own child.

And to think that Sokka thought the Fire Lord would be at the top of the Evil Villains list. Zuko's father seems to want to fight for it.

...but no. No one can beat the Fire Lord on the Evil Villains list.

“I know that,” Zuko replies. “It's just a shame I realized it too late.”

“Well, at least you're here now?” Sokka asks, smiling at him.

“Yes, and everyone in the Fire Nation thinks I'm a traitor,” Zuko says irritably. 

“Calm down, calm down, I don't think everyone hates you that much. Besides, once Aang wins and defeats the Fire Lord, they'll definitely look at you in a better light, right?”

“If you think the Fire Nation will just accept Aang's victory, you're wrong,” Zuko replies. “Defeating the Fire Lord is one thing. Ending the war is another.”

“So you have an idea how to end this war?”

Zuko is silent for a moment.

“I don't know,” he says after a while. “But I'll think of something.”

“Mhm. Good luck, buddy.”

Their mission becomes a little more complicated when Zuko is captured.

But at least Suki is here!

And Dad, as it turns out!

It was worth coming to Boiling Rock after all.

It's just a shame that they also meet Zuko's crazy sister, who literally tries to kill them.

But hey, they also gain two new allies, as Azula's two friends betray her at the last minute, saving their lives. They end up imprisoned, but nothing bad will happen to them... right?

Sokka wants to say it out loud, but he notices Zuko's expression and decides to remain silent.

For the next few days, Zuko is incredibly gloomy, which should come as no surprise. He looks suspiciously at Hakoda and seems to be extremely nervous—perhaps he is worried about Azula's friends who have been caught and imprisoned. Chit Sang stays close to him for some reason and sometimes even puts his arm around his shoulder, calling him Prince with amusement.

“I didn't know the Fire Nation liked to joke about their Prince so much,” Sokka mutters under his breath one evening.

Hakoda's eyes turn to where Sokka is looking.

“Well, from what I've heard, Prince Zuko is exiled,” he says. “Perhaps most people don't treat him like a god walking on earth.”

“Perhaps,” Sokka agrees.

If Zuko and Chit Sang can joke about their Prince so casually... And Zuko, their Zuko, is so stereotypical representative of the Fire Nation...

Wait.

“Prince Zuko is exiled?” Sokka asks in surprise.

“From what I've heard,” Hakoda replies. “However, I don't know the details. All I know is that he got into some kind of conflict with the Fire Lord.”

“Hmm...” Sokka ponders.

Defeating the Fire Lord is one thing. Ending the war is another, Zuko recently told him.

What will happen after they defeat the Fire Lord? Who will take the throne of the Fire Nation to ensure that the Fire Nation remains on the islands?

“Perhaps then Prince Zuko should become the Fire Lord,” Sokka mutters under his breath. He doesn't know Prince Zuko, but anyone who opposes the Fire Lord is probably a good person... right?

“Huh,” Hakoda says. “So that's the plan, huh?”

Sokka looks at him in surprise. He opens his mouth to ask for details, but at that moment, Toph decides to show Suki her metalbending, and all hell breaks loose.

A day later, Azula attacks them, forcing them to leave the Western Air Temple.

Another day later, Zuko and Katara set out to find her mother's killer.

Sokka, Toph, Aang, and Suki remain in the camp.

“Well,” Sokka says. “At least that confirms a few things.”

“Which is?” Suki raises an eyebrow.

“That our Zuko used to be in some kind of special forces. Otherwise, how would he be able to recognize my mother's killers just from their flags?”

Suki blinks.

“I thought Zuko was Prince Zuko.”

“Our Zuko isn't Prince Zuko,” Sokka says. “He was just named after him.”

“Really?”

“Suki, do you think the Fire Prince would be wandering around abandoned temples with us and running away from his own country?”

“Huh,” says Suki. “That makes some sense.”

Katara and Zuko return.

And somehow, their adventure is enough for them to reconcile. Katara forgives him for Ba Sing Se, and Zuko finally looks like he can breathe a sigh of relief.

“What now?” asks Sokka when everyone finishes celebrating the fact that Katara and Zuko have returned safely. “Does anyone have any idea where we could go?”

“Actually...” Zuko says slowly. “It may not be the best place to hide, but I don't think anyone will be there.”

“What do you mean?” Aang looks at him curiously.

“My family's old summer residence,” Zuko explains. “On Ember Island. We used to go there during the summer, the climate is much milder than Caldera. But no one has been there for years... It's practically empty. Besides, none of the island's inhabitants would dare to go there.”

“Why?” Katara asks.

“Because it's my family's residence,” Zuko replies, as if that answers all possible questions. “It's big enough for each of us to have our own room. It may be dusty, but we'll manage. Besides, there's plenty of space in the courtyard for us to train. Not to mention that the beaches of Ember Island are one of the most beautiful in the Fire Nation...”

“I'm sold,” Katara says immediately.

“It would be nice to sleep under a roof,” Toph agrees.

“I'm curious to see what your house looks like, Zuko!” Aang says excitedly.

“Are you sure no one will be there?” Suki asks.

“Do you have any good food there?”

Zuko smiles slightly.

“I think you'll like it there.”

Zuko's family, as it turns out, is disgustingly rich.

Zuko wasn't exaggerating when he called the house a “residence.” It's a big building, really big. Maybe not as impressive as the Earth Palace, but big enough to make Sokka whistle under his breath.  

Yes, someone here definitely comes from a good family. Who would have thought that being the General of the Fire Army would be so well paid?

Speaking of which...

“Your father isn't coming here?” Sokka asks. “You know, for some kind of sudden unplanned inspection or something?”

“I don't think so,” Zuko replies. “He's busy planning the war, and you know, destroying the rest of the world.”

“Oh.”

Suddenly, Sokka loses the urge to joke about Zuko's family.

Staying at the Zuko family residence has its pros and cons.

The pros are that they finally have a place where they can stay for a long time. They don't have to constantly travel and sleep under the open sky. They can sleep in beds, and no one is trying to kill or capture them. They have plenty of space to themselves and can finally relax.

The cons are that they are staying at Zuko's family residence. And that makes Zuko a little gloomy. Although he was the one who suggested they come here, every now and then you can see a strange emotion in his eyes that Sokka can't quite classify. But well, Sokka guesses that Zuko must feel torn—after all, their goal is to defeat the Fire Lord, and Zuko served him for a long time. Zuko's father is probably somewhere in the Fire Nation. His sister serves as a palace guard—or the Fire Lord's personal assassin, Sokka hasn't quite figured that out yet.

It would probably be easiest to ask Zuko about all this, but... well, Sokka just doesn't have the heart to do it. Zuko is already gloomy enough as he tries not to think about having to fight his family.

Time passes.

Days pass, then weeks. Everyone is starting to get used to living in Zuko's family residence.

They begin to feel safe.

They are in Fire Nation territory, but no one knows who they really are. The residence is located far from the city, so no one bothers them. They have time to themselves and are finally able to take a break from the war.

They are safe and happy.

Ember Island Plays are one of the worst works of art Sokka has ever seen in his life.

Even disregarding the fact that everyone ends up dead and the Fire Lord rules the world.

Ember Island Plays simply mixes up all the events and characters. Aang is a girl. Sokka is an idiot who only thinks about meat. Katara fall in love with everyone she sees. Toph is a macho man who is like two meters tall. Suki doesn't appear at all.

And Zuko? Zuko is a strange mixture of three people – he plays the role of Zhao, their Zuko, and Prince Zuko. Or rather, their Zuko is presented as Prince Zuko.

Which their Zuko is not. The scar is on the wrong side, duh.

Because hey, even if Prince Zuko was exiled and isn't particularly liked, they wouldn't make him such a laughing stock and show his scar on the wrong side.

Besides, the actor playing Prince Zuko has long hair. Which their Zuko doesn't have.

The result of all this: their Zuko is not Prince Zuko.

Sokka glances at their Zuko. The Firebender doesn't seem too happy with the play. But then, no one is happy with it. The play has mixed up a lot of facts.

Sokka pats him on the shoulder consolingly.

It must be annoying to be constantly compared to the Fire Prince.

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Their vacation stops being fun the moment Zuko attacks Aang.

No one knows why he does it—until Zuko blurts out in anger:

“What's wrong with all of you? How can you sit around having beach parties when Sozin's Comet is only three days away?”

Ah. So that's what it was about.

Sokka exchanges uncertain glances with the rest.

“Why are you all looking at me like I'm crazy?” Zuko doesn't understand.

Sokka would feel a little sorry for him if it weren't for the fact that Zuko seems to be the only one who really cares about it at the moment.

Aang shifts from foot to foot.

“About Sozin's Comet... I was actually gonna wait to fight the Fire Lord until after it came,” he admits uncertainly.

Zuko looks at him in shock. Aang quickly explains that he's just not ready — which is true, if Sokka is being honest. Sokka loves Aang, but, Tui and La, the kid is less than thirteen years old. He hasn't fully mastered firebending and earthbending yet.

Zuko is silent for a moment.

Then he shares what he heard at the War Meeting—by the way, Zuko, wouldn't it have been nice if you had shared this earlier? And since when was Zuko invited to War Meetings, huh?

Aang looks at him in shock.

“Why didn't you tell me about the Fire Lord's crazy plan sooner?!” he shouts.

Zuko at least looks like he's sorry about it and like he's aware that keeping quiet about such an important topic... well, wasn't a good idea.

Zuko teaches Aang how to redirect lightning, which apparently his sister, Uncle, and Father can all do.

If some random general's family can generate lightning, how powerful is the royal family?

Sokka isn't sure he wants to know the answer to that.

In the evening, Katara shows them a portrait of little Zuko to lighten the mood.

Which apparently isn't little Zuko, but his father.

“Oh,” Katara realizes. “I didn't know. You two really look alike.”

Which is probably the wrong thing to say, because Zuko's face clouds over.

“We're not alike,” he objects. “I'm not my father.”

“I didn't mean it that way,” Katara quickly tries to explain, because, like everyone else, she is aware that Zuko's family is quite high in the Fire Nation hierarchy. How high, they don't know, because Zuko doesn't talk much about his father or mother. But the bits and pieces they are given are enough for them to piece together.

His father serves the Fire Lord. He's probably one of his generals. Zuko is currently at odds with him — which isn't surprising, really, since Zuko is here with them, fighting the evil.

“But you might as well have said that,” Zuko clenches his lips in anger. “But believe me, we are not alike.”

He suddenly turns to Aang, as if something has occurred to him.

“What are you going to do, Aang?” he asks. “When you meet him?”

Aang blinks.

“Um...”

“You keep talking about defeating the Fire Lord,” Zuko says. “But what exactly do you mean by that? Are you capable of taking his life? His, his generals', his most important allies'?”

“I won't do it!” Aang quickly objects. “I'm not going to kill anyone!”

Zuko just stares at him in shock.

“You know that if you don't kill him, he'll kill you,” he says in a strangely flat tone. Informative. As if it were something Zuko is certain of.

“The Fire Lord won't kill me, and I won't kill him!” Aang insists. “I am the Avatar, my job is to bring balance!”

“You will bring balance if you kill the Fire Lord,” Sokka points out.

“You don't understand, Sokka!” Aang glances at him with irritation. “I don't want to kill anyone! And I won't do it! I'll find a way to defeat the Fire Lord without having to kill him!”

He says this with verve, with conviction.

Sokka sighs heavily.

He has a feeling that this naive belief won't last long.

They plan to talk to Aang, they really do.

But the next day, when they wake up, they can't find him, even though they try so hard to do so.

Soon, everyone turns to Zuko, expecting him to have an idea, being the one with the most experience when it comes to pursuing the Avatar.

Zuko takes them to a bounty hunter. And although they don't reach the Avatar, they do reach Ba Sing Se and find more people than they expected. There is Bumi, Master Pakku (when did he get engaged to Gran-Gran?), Master Jeong Jeong, and Master Piandao.

They take them to the White Lotus camp. Piandao approaches Zuko and starts whispering something to him — which is unfair, because Sokka was his favorite student, right?

At the camp, they find Zuko’s Uncle, and wow, Zuko really seems nervous about having to talk to him. Sokka feels sorry for the guy, but honestly? They're all nervous. They don't have much time before Sozin's Comet, and they still don't know where Aang is.

Zuko doesn't come back all night.

Sokka would be lying if he said he wasn't worried about him.

“It'll be okay,” Katara reassures him late at night as Sokka tosses and turns in his tent, unable to sleep.

“It won't be okay,” Sokka protests. “Aang is gone, and Zuko could very well be being murdered by his Uncle right now! About whom we don't really know much, I might add!”

Sokka doesn't know what to think about Zuko’s Uncle. For weeks, he helped Zuko when he was trying to capture them — and at the Oasis, he fought on their side against Zhao and helped them escape from Ba Sing Se. And now he's here, in some strange camp of old people, and Zuko seems convinced that the man will help them.

“Zuko loves his uncle,” Sokka can't see Katara's expression in the dark, but he guesses his sister is rolling her eyes. “He's been talking about him for weeks, Sokka. They'll be fine.”

“Then why isn't he back yet?”

“Because they're probably talking. Or his Uncle is asleep and Zuko is waiting for him to wake up. You know, it was the same with me.”

“Right. I forgot how creepy Zuko can be.”

“Not creepy, more... persistent? But in a stupid way? Anyway, never mind. Go. To. Sleep.”

The next morning, Sokka is pleased to learn that yes, Zuko survived his meeting with his Uncle. His eyes are a little bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept all night or had been crying, but as soon as he sees them, he immediately smiles. He looks more relaxed than Sokka has ever seen him before.

“Did you two make up?” Sokka asks quietly.

“Uncle forgave me right away,” Zuko replies just as quietly. “I don't know how, but he wasn't angry.”

“So I guess those tears were tears of joy?”

“Shut up!” Zuko hisses, his face reddening slightly, so Sokka realizes that's exactly what they were.

Good. It looks like they've made up.

Sokka wants to say more, ask more questions, but he doesn't have much time because Katara, Suki, and Toph are approaching them. A moment passes and somehow everyone sits down around them — ooo, Zuko’s Uncle is here too, smiling at them.

And they eat breakfast. A good breakfast. Sokka has nothing against breakfast. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, right?

Sokka eats, listening to Zuko, who is trying to persuade his Uncle to fight the Fire Lord...

“Even if I did defeat Ozai, and I don't know that I could, it would be the wrong way to end the war. History would see it as just more senseless violence, a brother killing a brother to grab power. The only way for this war to end peacefully is for the Avatar to defeat the Fire Lord.”

Wait, what?

A brother killing his brother?

Sokka glances questioningly at Katara, Suki, and Toph, but they all look as surprised as he does.

Who is Zuko’s Uncle really?

“And then... then you would come and take your rightful place on the throne?” asks Zuko, completely unconcerned by what his uncle had just suggested.

Wait, wait, wait, what?

“Wait, what?” Sokka says, almost choking on his food. He quickly raises his hand to signal that he's (probably) not dying and as soon as he's able to say anything, he points his chopsticks accusingly at Zuko. “What does that mean?”

Zuko blinks.

“Uncle is the rightful heir to the Fire Nation throne,” he says.

“What do you mean?” Sokka doesn't understand.

“He's the Fire Lord's brother?”

“You're the Dragon of the West?” Toph suddenly raises her voice. Which is incredibly strange, because Toph doesn't usually raise her voice like that. “My Uncle is the Dragon of the West?”

“He's not your Uncle!” protests Zuko.

“He's everyone's Uncle!” Toph points out. “Why didn't you ever tell me he was the Dragon of the West?!”

“I thought you knew!”

“How could we know?!” Suki seems appalled.

“I always told you about him!”

“Yes, you talked about Uncle! You didn't give us his name! Even I've heard of the Dragon of the West! Who hasn't heard of him?”

Katara raises her hand uncertainly.

“I haven’t,” she says.

“He's the Dragon of the West!” Suki says excitedly. “Fire Lord Ozai's older brother! Iroh of the Fire Nation! The man who laid siege to Ba Sing Se for two years! Everyone thought he would be the next Fire Lord!”

“But then he stepped down,” Toph adds. “No one knew why.”

Her blind eyes turn toward Iroh.

“Who would have thought that the Dragon of the West would be my Uncle?”

Iroh smiles at them, but it is a sad smile.

“I cannot change my past,” he says. “And I am aware that I have done many wrong things. I will support you as much as I can, but I have no intention of taking the throne. The Earth Kingdom will never accept the Dragon of the West. Someone else must become Fire Lord, someone who can help our country regain its honor. It must be Prince Zuko.”

Zuko—their Zuko, not Prince Zuko—suddenly stands up.

“Let's talk in private, Uncle,” he says.

Iroh glances at him, then at the rest of the group, and nods. He and Zuko step aside and begin talking in hushed voices, strangely serious.

Sokka, Katara, and Suki look at each other. Only Toph does not, her white eyes staring into the void as always.

“I didn't know he was General Iroh!” Suki says incredulously. “And Zuko called him his Uncle! How many people high up in the Fire Nation know Zuko?”

“They served on the same ship,” Sokka leans toward her. “And Uncle lets everyone call him ‘Uncle’. Besides, listen, it makes sense.”

“What now?” Katara asks.

“Our theory!” Sokka says. “I told you, Zuko was a member of some special forces.”

“Then why did Iroh listen to him?” Katara leans in too.

“Probably so that no one would find out that he was General Iroh,” says Toph. “Everyone had heard of him. If anyone knew, almost everyone in the Earth Kingdom would try to kill him.”

“That explains a lot,” Katara says. “Why Zuko and General Iroh were always together. Why Zuko followed him to Ba Sing Se, where, you know, General Iroh opened a tea shop.”

“You think Zuko was his bodyguard?” Sokka raises an eyebrow.

“Does it matter?” Suki interjects. “We should have asked Zuko about it. But now we have more important things to worry about than some random guard of the Dragon of the West.”

“That random guard is our friend,” Toph points out.

“That's the least important thing right now,” Suki states. “It doesn't change anything. What are we going to do about Sozin's Comet?”

Iroh and Zuko return a short time later.

It is Iroh who explains the plan of action. He explains that they need a new Fire Lord and that Prince Zuko must become one. He explains that they need to defeat Azula — not Princess Azula, but the crazy Azula. Zuko and Katara volunteer for the task. He explains that the Order of the White Lotus will recapture Ba Sing Se.

Sokka, Suki, and Toph are tasked with stopping the airships army from burning the Earth Kingdom to the ground.

They win, somehow.

Sokka doesn't know how – but ultimately, the airships are on the ground, destroyed by them. Sokka, Suki, Toph – the three of them were able to stop the army, the three of them were able to save countless lives.

There is a price to pay, though. Sokka and Toph almost die—for that one terrible moment, Sokka really thinks it's the end, and his heart breaks when he sees the tears in Toph's eyes and the fear on her face, so unlike her.

And then they watch from afar as their friend fights alone. They see various lights, which suddenly end at one point.

The Avatar wins.

The Fire Lord is defeated.

Victory, as it turns out, can be very specific.

When they arrive at the capital of the Fire Nation, it is almost completely deserted. As it turns out, there is almost no one in the palace. Fortunately, there are Katara and Zuko — who almost died, by the way.

How many of them almost died in the last day?

The palace is empty—but that doesn't stop Zuko from finding the scribes and ordering them to write letters to the Generals, Admirals, and generally everyone in the army, informing them to cease hostilities and retreat to the nearest military post. He stamps all the letters with the rather elegant-looking seal of the Fire Lord.

“You know you're not the Fire Lord, right?” asks Sokka.

Zuko shrugs.

“They won't listen to me,” he explains. “But they'll listen to the Fire Lord. No one needs to know I'm not Ozai.”

That makes sense.

Sokka sits down next to him, grins, and helps him forge important government documents.

“You know, Zuko isn't the only member of his family who tends to be dramatic,” Katara says in the evening when Zuko disappears somewhere, probably to forge more signatures and important state documents.

“Hm?” Aang looks at her curiously.

“He and Azula - Azula, his sister Azula, not Princess Azula - got into a duel in the square in front of the palace.”

“Agni Kai, we know,” Sokka says irritably, because it's really hard to forget that his sister and friend almost died.

“Yes, yes, but do you know what they were fighting for?” Katara asks.

“To defeat Fire Lord Ozai?” Suki suggests.

“For Fire Lord’s crown,” Katara replies. “You know, Zuko stood up to Azula, saying that she wouldn't be crowned today and that she wouldn't be Fire Lord... I didn't know they took being in their faction so seriously... Isn't comparing Azula to Princess Azula some kind of major treason or something? You know, for a moment I thought Azula really was Princess Azula, but then... Then she completely fell apart and went mad, and I realized that she was only pretending to be Princess Azula...”

Katara doesn't finish.

Sokka blinks.

“So, you're telling me that Azula went completely insane and pretended to be Princess Azula, and Zuko joined in her game so as not to worsen her mental state and pretended to be Prince Zuko?” he asks, making sure he understands everything correctly.

“Well, yeah. Other option is that Azula really is Princess Azula,” Katara replies.

At her words, everyone in the room groans.

No one can imagine Azula as a Princess.

Later, everyone is incredibly tired. And they have a right to be tired, if Sokka is honest. Only Zuko seems to have energy, because he is constantly going somewhere, talking to someone about something.

You can see that he is someone who grew up at court.

Sokka and the rest of his friends are given their own rooms in the palace. Once, they even receive food sent to them by “Prince Zuko” — who would have thought that this mysterious Prince Zuko had managed to return to the palace?

Which is a bit unfair, if Sokka is being honest. They are all risking their lives, and meanwhile this Prince just shows up and takes the throne and wants everyone to bow down to him?

This can’t stand.

Sokka has to meet him.

Somewhere else, in the chamber where Zuko works, there is a knock at the door. After a moment, a young servant enters, bringing him food and drink. Zuko thanks him and then, struck by curiosity, asks his name.

The servant shifts from foot to foot.

“Zuko,” he says. “My name is Zuko.”

Zuko blinks.

“Zuko,” he repeats.

“Zuko,” says the servant. “I, um, was named after you, my Lord. Your Highness.”

“Call me by my name,” Zuko smiles at him. “Besides, I'm not the Fire Lord yet.”

The servant bows slightly, mainly because he doesn't want to contradict someone who will soon be his Fire Lord.

The coronation will take place soon. It is important to carry it out as soon as possible. Aang did not kill Ozai, which means that many people will not be very happy to see Zuko in the palace, especially considering that just a few days ago he was considered a traitor.

“Of course, my Lord... Zuko. Thank you.”

“You're welcome, Zuko.”

They look at each other. Then they do their best to stifle their laughter.

This is a strange situation for both of them. It is the first time they will meet their namesake.

Shortly thereafter, it turns out that Zuko the Servant also knows how to manage people and money.

A moment later, Zuko the Servant is given the role of Zuko the Assistant.

Azula has banished most of the servants. Only the most competent or those who had nowhere else to go remain.

When Sokka reaches Prince Zuko's chamber, he finds two people inside.

There is Zuko — their Zuko, their local Firebender.

And there is someone else — a boy in red robes with a scar on his face. Huh. It's not a burn scar, it's a knife scar.

“Hey, Sokka,” Zuko smiles at him. “Meet Zuko.”

Sokka glances at the other boy, who must be the other Zuko, Prince Zuko.

Prince Zuko blushes a little, then stands up quickly.

“I think it's time for me to go,” he says. “I won't keep you.”

Then he bows to them — Prince Zuko bows to them! — and leaves the room. Incredibly quickly, as if he's afraid something will happen to him.

Sokka blinks.

“That was quick,” he says.

“Don't worry about it,” says Zuko, their Zuko. “He's probably afraid of you.”

“How can you be afraid of us?” Sokka says incredulously.

“Aang defeated the Fire Lord on the day of Sozin's Comet,” Zuko begins to list. “Katara defeated Azula, who is one of the most powerful Firebenders in the world. You, Suki, and Toph, just the three of you, stopped an army marching on the Earth Kingdom. It's obvious that many people will be afraid of you—of us.”

“Oh.”

“But it'll be okay,” Zuko smiles at him kindly. “It won't be long before everyone here stops being afraid of you. Just wait until Aang starts advocating for the release of every animal he encounters.”

Sokka laughs with amusement.

The next few days will be definitively interesting.

Prince Zuko is almost a ghost.

Sokka tries to see him, talk to him — hello, this is someone who is supposed to become Fire Lord! — but it's quite a difficult task because, as if on purpose, he is almost always on the move.

Zuko, their Zuko, is also busy. Somehow, he managed to get himself an important position in the palace, because everyone listens to him. Sokka sees him several times talking about something with Prince Zuko before they go their separate ways. Or in the same direction. More than once, they exchange notes or talk about something, and then go off to talk to some important people from the Fire Nation.

Zuko is a good bender, he can fight with two swords, he was trained as an assassin/ninja, he is the son of a general, and he is friends with Prince Zuko. Where is the justice in that?

The coronation is approaching fast.

Zuko is incredibly nervous. The day before the coronation, he can hardly sit still.

“Sparky,” Toph punch him gently on the shoulder. “Calm down, please. I can't breathe because of your stress.”

“How am I supposed to not be stressed?!” Zuko asks incredulously. “The coronation is tomorrow! It won’t work! It definitely won't work! Uncle should be Fire Lord!”

“Hey, it'll be fine,” Sokka says. “I'm sure Prince Zuko will be fine.”

Zuko glares at him.

“Prince Zuko,” he says, with a strange tone that seems to mean something, but Sokka isn't sure what exactly, “was exiled. The Fire Nation considers him a traitor. Someone like Prince Zuko shouldn't be Fire Lord!”

“I think Prince Zuko can handle it,” Aang smiles at him. “He'll end the war, right?”

“Easy for you to say, end the war,” Zuko mutters under his breath. “Do you know how much there is to do? How many people still need to be talked to? The Fire Nation has been attacking the rest of the world for a hundred years, and now someone who has been practically absent from the palace for the last few years, someone everyone considers a traitor, is supposed to fix it all? Besides, how are we supposed to negotiate peace when there's no one to negotiate with? No one knows where King Kuei is, or if he'll even want to talk to someone with Sozin's blood running through their veins, not to mention the fact that–”

Toph loses her patience and punch him on the shoulder again. Then she hugs him.

“Go to sleep, Sparky,” she says. “You'll need your strength tomorrow.”

Sokka shakes his head in disbelief.

Zuko is more concerned about the coronation than Prince Zuko.

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The coronation day comes too quickly.

Sokka knew that this was what awaited them, something everyone had been waiting for, but he found it hard to enjoy the coronation.

He doesn't know Prince Zuko, not really. He's spoken to him maybe once or twice, each time in the presence of Zuko, their Zuko, who seemed to be hiding a smile. What was so funny about that conversation, Sokka didn't know.

Anyway, Sokka wasn't sure that Prince Zuko wanted this war to end. Sure, everyone said he did, and Prince Zuko gave them food and fancy rooms in the palace, and no one had attacked them yet, but Sokka wasn't going to become his ally just because Prince Zuko had bought him dinner. Let's not get carried away!

Sokka's friendship isn't that cheap.

It would be different if, for example, they broke into prison together and became prison buddies, like him and Zuko — but Sokka just can't imagine something like that.

The Fire Prince, breaking into prison?

Ha! As if that were possible!

So, anyway, Sokka and Prince Zuko are not friends.

That doesn't stop Zuko from being friends with Prince Zuko. But hey, right now Zuko has reasons to like him. After all, he's practically Prince Zuko's assistant — or even his bodyguard? Sokka has lost count of the professions Zuko has held. General Iroh's guard, member of the special forces, the Avatar’s hunter, vigilante aka Blue Spirit, tea server, traitor to the Fire Nation, prison guard (fake, but shhh), and now Prince Zuko's guard/assistant.

Really, Zuko, how many jobs can you have? Wouldn't one be enough for you to stick to, huh?

Apparently not, because Zuko looks incredibly stressed right now as he rummages through some cabinets, looking for something.

“Is that the speech the new Fire Lord is supposed to give today?” Sokka asks, frowning.

“Yes,” Zuko confirms.

“You know... it could be a little better,” Sokka admits.

Zuko looks a little offended.

“I can't do any better!” he protests. “And Uncle said to say what you really think!”

Sokka raises an eyebrow.

“Did you write this yourself?”

“What, was I supposed to give it to the scribes to write?” Zuko asks irritably, taking the piece of paper from him. “Yes, I wrote it! Do you have a problem with that?!”

“No, no, I'm just surprised,” Sokka admits. “I thought someone else would write this kind of speech.”

Shouldn't Prince Zuko do it himself? And if not him, wouldn't it be better to give it to the scribes instead of Zuko?

Zuko looks at him now with growing irritation and, ugh, he seems to be angry with him.

“Hey, I didn't mean to offend you,” Sokka says quickly. “I think it's, um, a very sincere speech. People will be happy to hear it. Besides, the fact that you wrote it yourself speaks well of you, doesn't it?”

“Really?” Zuko goes from irritation to joy in a split second upon hearing the praise.

“Really,” Sokka confirms. “It just shows how seriously you take your job.”

However, Sokka still feels that Prince Zuko is putting a little too much of his work on Zuko.

Zuko smiles at him.

“Someone has to,” he says. “Thanks, Sokka. Now excuse me, but I should be going. I'm going to be late, and everyone is probably waiting for me.”

“Could it be that Prince Zuko has to prepare for his coronation?”

“Yes,” Zuko looks like he doesn't know if he's stressed, excited, or incredibly annoyed that Sokka is mentioning Prince Zuko in his presence. “Prince Zuko must go to the coronation now. See you later, Sokka.”

With that, he leaves the room, taking the speech with him.

Sokka shakes his head in disbelief.

Really, how much work is Prince Zuko dumping on him? Now he wants Zuko to help him prepare for the coronation? Isn't that a bit much, huh?

Anyway, there's no point in thinking about it now. Sokka heads over to Katara, Toph, and Suki, and together they go to the courtyard to watch the coronation. Zuko stays in the palace. So does Aang, because as the Avatar, he is supposed to appear on the Fire Lord's side.

It's a good day, the sky is almost cloudless.

It's a good day for a coronation and for ending the war.

Aang is unable to hide his stress.

It is a stressful day for him. Soon, he will stand before thousands of people — most of whom he fought against not so long ago. And now he has to tell them that the war is over and that everyone should like each other.

Of course, Aang will tell them the truth—but part of him can't help but be nervous. After all, he is standing in front of the Fire Nation. The same Fire Nation that killed all his people.

He is the sole representative of his Nation. Everyone will be looking at him, they will have expectations. And Aang is supposed to stand before them, look confident, and show everyone that the Air Nomads are still alive.

This is a day of victory. Everything they've been fighting for over the past year has now come true.

But Aang is still incredibly stressed.

To calm himself down, he closes his eyes and tries to meditate. It helps. A little.

Someone's footsteps echo nearby, causing Aang to open his eyes.

Zuko appears in front of him, wearing really nice robes. Huh. Aang didn't know everyone would be dressing so elegantly. Maybe Aang should have dressed up more?

But then again, he's wearing one of the most formal robes he has, so he couldn't have dressed up any more. Besides, Air Nomad robes are a little different from Fire Nation robes.

Zuko smiles at him, stopping in front of him.

“I can't believe a year ago my purpose in life was hunting you down,” he says, still smiling. “And now...”

“And now we're friends,” Aang finishes.

Zuko smiles at him in that strange way that only he can smile, as if he still doesn't quite believe what he's saying.

“Yeah, we are friends,” he agrees.

Aang smiles back at him.

“I can't believe a year ago I was still frozen in a block of ice. The world's so different now.”

In response, Zuko puts his hand on his shoulder.

“And it's gonna be even more different... when we build it together.”

Aang takes this as an opportunity to hug him.

“Yes,” he agrees. “Together.”

He doesn't know what the future holds, but with his friends by his side, everything should be fine. At least, that's what Aang hopes.

Zuko smiles at him again. Aang takes this as one of his achievements, that they made Zuko smile much earlier than when they first met.

“Are you nervous?” Zuko asks him.

“Of course I am,” Aang admits. “What if something goes wrong? Or if I say something wrong? Or anger the Fire Lord?”

Zuko laughs softly in response.

“Aang, it’s not like we just met today. Somehow, we went from trying to kill each other to being friends. During that time, we saw each other at our worst, and yet we were able to become friends. We saw dragons together and fought together against Azula. If that's not enough to work together and bring peace to this world, I don't know what is. We can do this, as the Avatar and the Fire Lord.”

“Right,” Aang nods. “Wait, what?”

Zuko just smiles at him.

“Well, I won't hide that I hope you weren't planning on disappearing for the next hundred years,” he says. “I'm going to need your help here, Aang. My father still has many allies, and the Earth Kingdom may not be too keen on talking to someone with the blood of Sozin, Azulon, and Ozai running through their veins. So, your help will definitely come in handy.”

Aang blinks.

“Yes, I'll help,” he says slowly. “Of course I'll help.”

He thinks he must have misunderstood something, because he feels like Zuko just referred to himself as the Fire Lord. But that doesn't make sense, does it? Zuko isn't Prince Zuko. Prince Zuko is the other Zuko, the one with the scar on his face.

Right?

Zuko smiles at him warmly.

“Thank you, Aang,” he says, softening a little.

“I'll help you,” Aang says slowly, not quite believing what he's saying. “Because I am the Avatar. And you’ll be...”

“…the Fire Lord?” Zuko asks, looking as if he doesn't know if it's a joke or if Aang is asking him seriously.

“You will be the Fire Lord,” Aang confirms weakly.

Now, suddenly, a few things make sense.

There was never a second Azula, right? And Zuko never liked how he referred to Prince Zuko in his presence — oh, it’s because Zuko is Prince Zuko and now he will be the Fire Lord, wait wait wait, his friend will be the Fire Lord.

“Is everything okay?” Zuko asks. Prince Zuko.

“Yes,” Aang says weakly. “It's okay. I'm just... stressed.”

Zuko laughs quietly.

“Believe me, I'm stressed too,” he says. He lowers his voice slightly. “I was never supposed to take the throne, you know? I was fourth in line, and even after I returned to the Fire Nation and Father declared me Crown Prince, part of me thought I would never take the throne. And yet here I am, moments away from becoming the Fire Lord.”

Father.

Fire Lord Ozai is Zuko's father.

...that explains the family resemblance.

Why didn't Aang realize how similar they look?

Okay, here's the answer — he thought everyone in the Fire Nation looked alike.

...but they don't look that alike.

Zuko puts his hand on his shoulder.

“Come on, Aang,” he says. “Don't stress. Just be yourself. Everyone will love you.”

He gently leads him forward, onto the balcony where thousands are already waiting for them. Aang stops, uncertain, and—oh.

As soon as Zuko appears, there is a murmur, as if everyone has been waiting for him.

Zuko raises his hands, silencing the emotional cheers, and turns to Aang.

“Please. The real hero is the Avatar,” he says, gesturing for Aang to stand next to him.

Aang takes a few uncertain steps, looking at his friend and the crowd gathered in front of them.

It's coronation day.

It's just a shame that no one told him that it's his friend and teacher who is being crowned Fire Lord, not the other Zuko.

Sokka has to admit—this whole coronation thing would be more interesting if the person being crowned was someone he liked. Instead, it's Prince Zuko—you know, the one with the knife scar on his face who's always hanging around their Zuko. It's not that Sokka has anything against him, it's just... He still thinks it's a little unfair that he's becoming Fire Lord. What has he done, huh? How has he contributed to this world, what has he done to end this war, huh?

He hasn't done anything special, besides, he's still afraid of Aang and the rest of them — ha! Serves you right! You should be afraid of them all, you pathetic son of Ozai!

Maybe they should overthrow the new Fire Lord? Zuko, their Zuko, would probably help them, right?

Sokka ponders this, leaning on his crutch so as not to strain his leg too much. Katara helped him, but his leg still hurts a little. Hopefully it will heal as quickly as possible.

Who even came up with the idea of people standing during a coronation? Maybe Sokka would like to sit down, huh? He's a war hero, he deserves a rest, not to strain his leg and constantly glance suspiciously at Ty Lee, who is supposedly their ally now. Ha! As if that were true! Sokka doesn't believe it!

People should listen to Sokka more. Sokka usually has good ideas.

Usually.

The crowd suddenly begins to cheer loudly when someone appears on the balcony, and—oh, Prince Zuko hasn't deigned to show up yet. Instead, it's Zuko, their Zuko, who stands before the crowd and begins his speech, the very same one Sokka read that morning.

And while Sokka is incredibly proud of him, at the same time, hello? What happened to the real Prince Zuko? Where's the jerk who did nothing and got the throne?

...that jerk is standing a little further away, in a crowd of people who look like servants and— wait, what?

Why is Prince Zuko in the audience?

Isn't this supposed to be his coronation?

Sokka nudges Katara with his elbow.

“What?” Katara hisses, just as their Zuko continues his speech, mentioning something about his Uncle.

“We lost Prince Zuko!” Sokka points toward the boy.

Katara's eyes widen rapidly.

“Shit,” she says, and Katara, you shouldn't say things like that. Those aren't words you should use. Besides, Sokka didn't give you permission to swear. Especially not in front of Toph.

Who knows an incredible number of swear words, but shhh... Sokka doesn't approve of that, okay?

“What now?” Katara glances at Prince Zuko, then at their Zuko.

Aang stands next to Zuko, looking a little pale. Sokka even begins to feel sorry for him. Aang probably also realized that they don't have the person they should be crowning with them.

“I don't know,” Sokka motions for Suki to come closer. The girl leans toward them.

“What's going on?” she asks.

“We don't have Prince Zuko!” Sokka informs her.

Suki's gaze turns in that direction.

“Oh,” she says. “We should...”

She doesn't finish, because at that moment the Fire Sage's voice rings out:

“All hail Fire Lord Zuko!”

Sokka, Katara, and Suki turn in unison. On the platform is their Zuko. And on his head is a strange headpiece that looks a bit like fire. No, it's a crown.

Sokka looks at this in disbelief.

The crowd begins to cheer.

“Tui and La,” Sokka says. “They crowned the wrong Zuko.”

Apparently, only Sokka, Katara, Suki, and Toph know what happened, because no one else is panicking. Everyone else seems convinced that the right person has been crowned, even Ty Lee, who is delighted with how handsome Zuko looks.

It takes an incredibly long time to get to Zuko, their Zuko, because the palace is full of people. When they finally get to see him, Zuko is still wearing those fancy robes and a crown on his head. He smiles when he sees them all.

“Zuko!” Sokka says quickly. “We need to talk, buddy!”

Because, okay, it was a great prank, but this has gone too far. If anyone finds out that the wrong Zuko has been crowned... Oh, Sokka doesn't want to think about what could happen.

Or maybe it's not a prank, but some kind of security measure?

Zuko, what is your final profession? Can't you decide on one, please?

Aang, standing next to Zuko, makes some strange faces, as if he wants to convey something without using words, but he's not very successful. Seriously, Aang, what does that mean? Use words, please. It would be nice.

 “Sure,” Zuko agrees without much trouble. “What is it?”

“Everything!” says Sokka. “The whole coronation!”

“Ah,” Zuko's eyes light up with understanding. “Listen, I think that– Is that Chief Hakoda?”

Indeed, when Sokka follows Zuko's gaze, he sees his father, who has followed them.

His father nods toward Zuko.

“Chief Hakoda,” Zuko says politely, straightening up slightly, as if to add to his authority.

Which would be charming, if it weren't for the fact that you're still not the real Fire Lord Zuko, Zuko.

“Fire Lord Zuko,” Hakoda smiles at him. “Congratulations on your coronation.”

Sokka needs to look around twice to realize that it's just them and his father here. Oh, and Mai, Zuko's girlfriend.

Why is Hakoda continuing this charade?

“I must admit, when my son told me in prison that Prince Zuko was his friend, I had my doubts,” Hakoda continues, and hello? Sokka never said anything like that! “Especially considering that you had been chasing them for a long time.”

Zuko only nods, accepting these words.

“So I'm glad my children didn't make a mistake in choosing their friends,” Hakoda approaches him and puts his hand on his shoulder. “As a father, I thank you for your help to Katara and Sokka.”

“I should be the one thanking them for everything they've done for me,” Zuko protests.

Hakoda just smiles at him, then hugs him and says a few words that make Zuko blush a little. Which would be really cute. If. Only. Zuko. Were. The. Fire. Lord.”

Hakoda steps back and then becomes a little more serious.

“As Chief of the Southern Water Tribe, I would like to begin peace talks in the near future.”

“Of course,” says Zuko. “I have ordered all military operations to cease, but I am aware that this is not enough. The Fire Nation is open to talks and negotiations. I know that this is not enough to make up for everything my family has done over the years–”

Hakoda puts his hand on his shoulder.

“It'll be okay,” he says. “We'll deal with that later. For now, enjoy the day. This is your celebration, Fire Lord Zuko. Now, I'll leave you all alone. I guess you don't need adults watching over you, and besides, there are people I still need to find.”

With that, Hakoda smiles and walks away.

Leaving them alone.

Sokka glances at his friend, who stands before them, looking a little nervous.

Sokka looks at him and the little gold thing in his hair.

Aang stands behind Zuko and continues to do those strange things with his hands — seriously, Aang, just use words! Is it that hard?

Toph makes a strange sound, as if she's suppressing laughter. Which isn't funny, seriously.

Katara stares at Zuko as if she doesn't know whether to start yelling at him for deceiving everyone around him. Suki, on the other hand... Suki makes a strange face, as if she's trying to solve some kind of puzzle.

Sokka looks at Zuko again.

“Just to be sure,” he says slowly. “Was a correct person crowned today?”

Zuko stares at him.

And stares.

“Sokka,” he says, also incredibly slowly. “Unless you were planning to crown Azula, then yes, we crowned a right person.”

“Azula,” Sokka repeats. “You mean Princess Azula or your sister Azula?”

“My sister Azula is Princess Azula.”

Sokka blinks.

Katara is silent for a moment—then points an accusing finger at Zuko.

“I thought you were named after the Prince and Princess!”

Aang buries his face in his hands. Toph tries to hide her laughter. Suki suddenly starts coughing.

“Why would we be named after ourselves?” Zuko asks. He looks at them all, and then understanding dawns on his face. “Wait. Wait. You... didn't know it was us?”

“I thought you were part of Special Operations Force!” protests Sokka.

“My name is the same as Prince Zuko!”

“It's a popular name! The other Zuko had the same name!”

“He's the only person I've met in sixteen years of my life who has the same name as me!”

“Just so you know,” Katara interjects, “you didn't act like a prince.”

“You had awesome ninja skills,” Aang adds.

“And you said you weren't a prince,” Toph recalls.

“Yes, because I was exiled! Besides, Ember Island Play showed me and Azula as the Fire Prince and Fire Princess!”

“Toph was a boy there, and Aang was played by a girl,” Suki points out.

Zuko looks like he wants to bang his head against the wall. Or the table.

“I'm not a member of the special forces,” he says. “I'm just Zuko. Prince Zuko. Um. Now Fire Lord Zuko. How was I supposed to know you guys didn't know? I told you my Uncle is Ozai's brother!”

“Uncle is everyone's Uncle!” Toph points out.

“Why would I call a stranger Uncle?”

“Because it’s Uncle!”

“That doesn't make sense! Anyway... Boiling Rock!” Zuko says triumphantly. “Chit Sang always called me Prince!”

“We thought it was some kind of inside joke!” says Sokka.

Zuko now looks like he's about to breathe fire out of frustration.

“Wait,” Katara suddenly says. “If you're Zuko... the real Zuko... Then your father is Fire Lord Ozai? Prince Zuko taught Aang how to defeat his own father? We've been in the presence of royalty this whole time?”

Zuko just stares at her.

“Oh,” Katara says. “Aang, did you know about this?”

“I already had a panic attack while you were gone,” Aang replies in a slightly weak tone.

Oh.

“Well, I didn't,” Sokka says.

Zuko sighs heavily.

“Can you guys not panic on my coronation day?”

“Oh shit,” Sokka realizes. “This is your coronation. You're the Fire Lord, Zuko! The Fire Lord! Do you understand that?! Are you aware of that?!”

Zuko sighs again.

“I feel like I'm the most aware of that out of all of you. Seriously, it took you this long to realize I'm a prince?”

“Well,” says Sokka. “In my defense, you didn't look like a prince.”