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"Bring him" Zuko said summoning his father, he had a little something planned, he had married Katara, and they were happy together. He as the guards dragged Ozi out, he looked at his son with disgust, sitting on his throne,with his new wife, Zuko stepped down and looked at his father with a smirk.
"First you over throne your own father, then you marry a water peasant, you truly are a disappointment." Ozi said now smirking.
Zuko's smirk never left him, he finally spoke,
"I'll thank you not to talk about my wife like that, her father was a chief, so she is ranked the same as me,and i didn't over throne you, you stepped down, i over throned Azula, I am not the disappointment,i think of you more as that."
"WHY AM I HERE!!!" he yelled at him.
"I only wish to say one thing," Zuko said so soft it drove Ozi mad.
" Happy Father's Day you ass." He said smirking.
"First you over throne your own father, then you marry a water peasant, you truly are a disappointment." Ozi said now smirking.
Zuko's smirk never left him, he finally spoke,
"I'll thank you not to talk about my wife like that, her father was a chief, so she is ranked the same as me,and i didn't over throne you, you stepped down, i over throned Azula, I am not the disappointment,i think of you more as that."
"WHY AM I HERE!!!" he yelled at him.
"I only wish to say one thing," Zuko said so soft it drove Ozi mad.
" Happy Father's Day you ass." He said smirking.
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