I broke down and created a Zutara drabble. 100 words exactly, not counting these author notes.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Avatar: The Last Airbender.

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We’re both down here in the middle of nowhere. I’m furious at him and his culture. They’re murderers, they killed the airbenders. They killed my mother. That boy deserves a scar on his face to show what a horrible person he is.

In anger, I’m not listening to what comes out of my mouth, and I burn him with painful words.

When I realize my mistake, I listen to him and I can tell he’s different then the other firebenders. The scar on his face is what defines his past, and he knows it.

But the past can be forgotten.