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Title: Sungi horn or Why Zuko hates music night
Summary: Set sometime during the first season
A/N: Because we all love a pissed off Zuko XD.
There were many reasons why Zuko hated music night.
This was one of them.
As he heard the annoying sounds of his Uncle and the crew playing on the deck, he attempted to ignore them. Zuko was tired, and wanted nothing more than some well deserved rest. But it was difficult to get to sleep with that blasted racket, and that…Sungi horn…
He tried to calm himself down.
He paced his room, attempted to meditate, all but shoved his pillow into his ears.
Nothing worked.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Zuko stomped out of his room and made his way to the noise.
"WILL YOU KEEP IT DOWN?!"
The crew stopped instantly stopped playing, some people in right in the mid-note, others in mid-breath.
"We'll keep it down, nephew." Uncle Iroh assured him, and turned back to the sailors, who all nodded their heads vigorously.
Zuko sighed, then made his way back to his room, with one thought in mind.
They'd better keep it down, or he'd pitch every last one of them, instruments included, off the ship.