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Fanfic: 水魎
Title: 水魎 (Shuǐ Liǎng; Water Sprite)
Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Rating: PG-13/T for descriptions of nudity.
Summary: Zuko discovers a water spirit bathing in the river.
Uncle's catsquirrel was stealing tea leaves.
Zuko pierced Shou Mei with a glare and took the leaves out from where she'd stashed them. The annoying animal glared right back, then meowed at him as if he was a thief.
Which, okay, he was, but he didn't steal tea leaves!
...yes he did. But catsquirrels didn't need tea, damn it!
And it was getting really annoying, retrieving Uncle's tea every time the blasted feline stole it. "This is not catnip," he told her. "It's not even from the same plant!"
She fitted him with a look that gave Zuko the uncomfortable feeling she knew perfectly well that it wasn't, and had not stolen it for the purpose of play. Which was completely ridiculous; catsquirrels couldn't brew tea either.
He put the tea leaves back in their container, and Shou Mei meowed at him again, then swatted her paw against his ankle before sauntering off to do... whatever the hell it was she did whenever she left camp.
Zuko wondered again why the animal was even following him and Uncle. Uncle had to have fed it; wild animals didn't act like this. At least he'd seen her hunting some kind of mousevole, so she wasn't taking up needed supplies.
Still annoyed, Zuko snatched their ratty excuse for a towel and stalked off to the river to bathe.
There was someone in the river.
This didn't make Zuko any less unhappy, and he headed that way with the vague thought of demanding the intruder leave. As he drew closer, however, his brain caught up with him and swatted him with the details of what he was seeing.
The first thing he noticed was the hair, dark brown swirled with near-white to form amazing patterns not natural to human hair.
The second thing he noticed was that the hair belonged to a woman.
The third thing he noticed was that the woman was naked.
His eyes widened, and he turned around immediately, blushing. What the hell? What was a naked woman doing out here?
...well, bathing, obviously.
Oh, great, he thought. I've stumbled on a bathing spirit and now she's going to turn me into a stag-goose and set her cur-hounds on me.
He realised a moment later that he was running (on only two legs, thank Agni), and decided that it was probably for the best. He didn't stop running until he was at his camp with Uncle once more, where he bent over to catch his breath.
Uncle glanced over at him and arched an eyebrow. "Is everything all right, nephew?"
Zuko scowled at him. "We're leaving," he snapped. Oh, Agni, if Uncle knew about the spirit... He didn't want to follow that line of thought. It would inevitably lead to unpleasant mental places and then he would have to burn his own brain. "Too crowded here."
"Zuko," Uncle began, but the teenager ignored him in favour of packing their things.
He was almost done when Shou Mei sauntered back. She gave him an annoyed glare and hissed at him, then flounced over to Uncle for adoration. Zuko stopped loading up Birdy to stare at the catsquirrel. "What?" he demanded.
She didn't answer -- well, of course, she was a blasted catsquirrel.
He snarled some very unkind things under his breath and returned to packing. Between Shou Mei's antics and that scare with the water sprite, Zuko had a feeling that this would not be a good day.
Current Location: my dad's chair
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