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5th Floor Common Room - Friday morning

Pippi is lounging on the couch with a book and a large bowl of popcorn with m&m's mixed in.

Hmmm, salty AND sweet.

The book, oddly enough, is about fighter pilots dogfighting over Vietnam.

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"Oh yes, Dragon is my best language besides Monkey. And Snake... And Spider, I'm quite good at Spider... Crows tell me I have a thick accent, but they tend to still be able to understand me."

"I suppose that could be handy," he said. If he had a dragon, he would be able to catch the Avatar more easily.

"What would you like to learn to say?"

"Don't eat me and let me fly on your back?" Zuko shrugged. He wasn't sure what you were supposed to say to a dragon.

Pippi gave some thoughts as to how to say those two things.

"Okay... For the flying..."
//My intention pure, my hart is true,
My wish, it is to fly with you.//

"And if it looks like it wants to eat you..."

//It looks to me that you'd like to eat
But my kind are not made of tasty meat.//

"That's... a mouth full," Zuko said, not sure if he could repeat that.

"Shall we record it for you?"

Zuko shook his head. "We don't have anything to play recordings with," he explained. He wasn't sure if he minded. Most technology here was weird.

"Well then, we'll just have to practice it until you get it just right." Pippi said before repeating the first phrase.

//My intention pure, my hart is true,
My wish, it is to fly with you.//

"Or you could just, you know, talk to it," Sokka chipped in offhandedly from across the room. "They understand people-talk just fine."

"Well I think it's nice to try and learn at least a little bit of another person's language." Pippi said.

"Besides which, Dragon is a much prettier language than English."

Sokka didn't reply to that; he just sort of grumbled. He had come off sounding like an arrogant jerk, when all he really was trying to do was one-up Zuko.

"Have you talked to many dragons?" Pippi asked him, still playing with Momo Jr. and feeding him pop corn but making sure he doesn't eat any m&m's.

Cause chocolate probably isn't very good for chinchillas.

[Chocolate's very bad for chinchillas, yes. But... so's getting wet. Eh.]

"Me? No, not personally... My friend rode one, though." Sokka looked over at Momo Jr. grumpily. "Don't let him eat too much of that. He's got a very delicate stomach."

Pippi nodded and gently lifted Momo Jr. out of the bowl, so she could make sure he was just eating the soft white part of the pop corn.

Being a monkey mommy has taught her how rude it was to just feed a small animal whatever and then give it back to the person it belonged with to deal with the consequences.

"That sounds very exciting. The one who taught me to speak Dragon was too small to give rides."

Momo Jr. nuzzled her affectionately and then started gnawing on her finger.

"Well, it wasn't for fun," Sokka said. "It was --"

Then he remembered Zuko was right there.

"Yeah," he finished, lamely.

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"No one was talking to you," Zuko shot back. He hadn't even noticed Sokka in the room and berated himself for having dropped his guard like that.

"Oh, look. No one still is."

It wasn't much of a comeback, but... he hadn't had time to think of a better one. Yeah, that was it. ZING!

Zuko tried to repeat Pippi's... sounds, but he didn't think his voice was meant to talk like that. "I don't think I'll be running into a dragon," he decided.

"Oh that wasn't too bad. You just need to practice. Don't give up just because you're not good at it right away."

"Perhaps," Zuko glared at Sokka. "I should probably go. I have things to take care of."

"Try it once more." Pippi asked. "Before you go."

If he was going to try it in front of Sokka, he was going to make sure he did it right. So Zuko very slowly tried pronouncing the words again. It was at least a bit more understandable this time around.

"Very good!." Pippi nodded. "That was mostly understandable. But the last word was 'cake'. Try turning it up at the end instead of down."

"Turning it up... Alright," Zuko said slowly, having no clue what that meant. "I'll try to remember when I run into a dragon."