Who:
fabularity and
deconflagrationWhat: Trying on dresses for the pageant....
When: RIGHT NOW. Or maybe 11/11/11 at 11:11 I don't know
Where: 3-17, Rarity's Room
Warnings:
This.
[ If anyone asked, Zuko honestly wouldn't be able to answer why he was going to Rarity's cabin to try on dresses. Sure, it was for the pageant and that was his job for the month, but still. Perhaps it was stubbornness that wouldn't allow him to just forfeit and pick another job. Maybe he wanted to prove Katsura's game plan wasn't going to work.
Or maybe he just wanted to see things through like usual. He was determined like that.
Either way, he was standing in front of 3-17, gathering the courage to knock. What would she do to him? How many dresses would he have to try on? Would she make him wear make up? Would she cut his hair? Not that he actually had to worry about the latter since it grew so fast.
Zuko took a deep breath and knocked on the door, hoping no one would answer. ]
It's Zuko.