"The debut." He sat up suddenly. "Shit. Babe. Babe, we're late. We have to get dressed NOW."

"Oh, yeah, Zu, call me babe again." You cooed.

"I'm not kidding!" He sat up and scrambled to get his ceremonial garb on. "Go find something really fancy! Like the most fancy you have!"

"A'ight, a'ight..." You stood up, a little woozy from the experience. "I'll get jewels and a nice Fire Nation dress on."

"Will you do my hair when we go pick up Izumi? I don't have time to do it now." He rushed around the room, pulling on socks and boots, trying to clip buckles down and put on armor of all types.

You moseyed over to a wardrobe and opened it to find a full stock of approved dresses. Slowly, you thumbed through the long, elegant ones, until you found a modest, yet powerful ceremonial robe. It had dragons swirling about on it.

"And I'll just brush my hair then?" You asked. "Ain't got time to do nothin' right?"

"Right, now put these one and put that on so we can go!" He threw some red undergarments at you and grabbed his hairpiece. "I'll brush your hair."

"Aww, thanks." You smiled.

"Get dressed!!!" He yelled.

"Okay!!" You yelled back, going quicker.

Soon enough, you were both dressed with brushed hair and on your way to Iroh's room.

Zuko went right to the couch and plopped down next to his uncle, who was bouncing the little baby up and down.

"Running behind, I see? Having too much fun without your daughter?" He inquired with a wiggle of the eyebrows.

"Shut up, Uncle." He groaned. "YN... please."

You swept behind him and pulled his hair up skillfully. You oftentimes did his hair in the morning. Within a minute, it was complete and you saw Zuko reach over for his daughter.

"Izumi." He laid her on his chest. "Today is the day you accept your fate as the next Fire Lord. I'm sorry I didn't ask you, but I promise to give you the best life that I can."

"That is all you can do, Zuko. None of us know what life has planned for us. Did you think when you went out to capture the avatar that you would return with a little girl? Two little girls?" Iroh teased.

"Hey!" You slid some ruby pins into your hair.

"Let me go outside the room. I advise you to feed Izumi before the long ceremony. Nothing would make it more stressful than trying to figure out that conundrum during the announcement." He stood up and said his goodbyes.

You sat down and pulled the side of your dress down, revealing just what Izumi was looking for.

Zuko stroked the connection between your body and her face.

The tranquility however, didn't last long.

"Zuko," Iroh called out. "Your friends have arrived!"

"Iroh!" Katara's voice was clear. "We didn't expect to find you here!"

And suddenly, they were all inside, looking at the miracle that was breastfeeding.

"Out, out, out." Zuko stood in front of you defensively. "They'll come out when they're done. Go. We'll talk out there."

"In a minute, y'all." You laughed.