Stubborn

Stubborn woman! Who did she think she was, that she knew better than he did? If she would just listen there wouldn't be a problem. They  wouldn't be fighting right now.

Zuko ran his hands through his hair frustrated and walked back out to his girlfriend, soon-to-be-fiancé, Katara.  He cleared his throat, calling her attention, "Katara. We need to talk about this. And you need to think clearly on the matter. Do you really want to name our kid Sokka?"

Katara turned around, her hand on her rounded belly, "No, of course I don't. It's the pregnancy brain, it's making me crazy."

He grinned, his anger suddenly fading as he pulled her into his arms, "I know, sweetheart. I just wanted to be sure."

She smiled and stroked his cheek, "Worry not, my love. Whatever we name out kid, it will not be Sokka."

He sighed relived and breathed a, "Thank god..."