The next morning, Sokka lay on his stomach, working intently on a sketch of Appa with countless other drawings scattered around him. Toph was reclined on the floor nearby, while Momo was perched looking out the window like a dog waiting for its owner.
Katara and Aang then came rushing through the door.
"Is Zira back yet?" Aang immediately asked.
"Not yet" Sokka replied, focusing on his sketch.
Aang just sighed. She's been gone all day. They'd seen the note Zira had left saying she was following a lead on Appa. But she never specified when she'd be back and she'd even left her locket behind. Aang was getting worried, they all were.
"We found a printer to make our posters" Katara announced cheerfully, holding up an expertly made missing poster of Appa.
" Hey, I thought designing "the lost Appa poster" was my job. I've been working all day on my Appa" Sokka held up his poorly drawn Appa with a proud smile.
"Sokka, the arrow is on Appa's head," Aang said, while Katara tried very hard not to laugh.
" This is his head" Sokka responded, pointing to the sketch.
"Why are feet coming out of it?" Katara asked, taking the paper
"Those are his horns!" Sokka snapped, snatching the picture back "I haven't seen him in a while, okay?"
"It looks just like him to me!" Toph smirked
"Thank you, I worked really...Why do you feel the need to do that?" Sokka scowled as realization set in
"Let's just stick with the professional version," Katara stated and Sokka angrily ripped up his drawing
"Come on, let's get busy!" Aang grinned, holding up two stacks of the missing posters "We can look Zira as well while we're at it."
"I hope she's okay" Katara muttered
"I'm sure she's fine. The kid's tougher than she looks" Sokka replied
*
In the tea shop, Iroh and the boys were hard at work. Iroh poured tea for a wealthily dressed man and his bodyguards. As he went to walk away, they sipped their drinks and smiled before approaching him
"So, you're the genius behind this incredible brew. The whole city is buzzing about you! I hope Pao pays you well." The man said, holding up his teacup.
"Good tea is its own reward" Iroh smiled
" But it doesn't have to be the only reward. How would you like to have your own tea shop?" The man offered.
Iroh's face lit up in excitement "My own tea shop? This is a dream come true!"
" What's going on here? Are you trying to poach my tea maker?" Pao rushed over and threw himself protectively in front of Iroh
" Sorry Pao, that's business for you, am I right?" The man smirked
"Mushie, if you stay, I will make you Assistant Manager. Wait, Senior Assistant manager." Pao offered frantically
"I'll provide you with a new apartment in the upper ring. The Tea shop is yours to do whatever you want. Complete creative freedom" The man countered
"I even get to name the shop?" Iroh gasped, looking ecstatic
" Of course!"
"Uh, Senior Executive Assistant Manager?" Pao tried desperately to convince Iroh to stay but Iroh simply handed Pao the teapot he was holding.
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