Cupcakes?

"Don't do it, Katara!" Zuko growled, stepping back. She smirked. "Why? It's just a cupcake. Come on Zuko." she said taking a step forward. "No!" he said, sound like a child. "I hate sweets, I'll just spit it out." he said, glaring at the brightly frosted creations. Katara sighed. "You're such a child sometimes." she said, putting it back and putting another batch in the oven.

"You're going to have to help me sell them, and make them sound good dang it." Katara said later as she cleaned up her cupcake mess. Zuko came behind her to wrap his arms around her. "Anything as long as I get to taste you later." he teased. She rolled her eyes, then grinned, turning to face him. "Hey, what time is it?" she asked. He turned looking at the close. "Ten-uff~" he said as she smooshed a strawberry frosted cupcake in his face. He looked at her, strawberry frosting smeared on his face. "....Damn, they are good!" Victory is sweet~