Second Set Of Comic Pages From The Latest Chapter Of The Avatar And The Fire Prince, This Time For Zuko's

Second set of comic pages from the latest chapter of The Avatar and the Fire Prince, this time for Zuko's POV! He's with Jet in Ba Sing Se here - I decided to give Jet the hairstyle he has in Netflix AtLA when we first see him, because for him, this outing with Zuko is a ~special occasion~ lol.

I skipped a short snowball fight section (bc I didn't feel like drawing it lmao), so there's a bit of a gap in the scene between these two pages.

You can check out the pages I made for Aang's POV here :)

PAGE ONE

“Hey!” Jet exclaimed with a laugh, pointing in the air. “It’s snowing!” 

Zuko felt himself smile as well as he noticed the gently falling flakes. “Huh. Looks like it must have really come down while we were in there,” he said, surveying the streets, which were covered in a layer of white that had not been there when they’d arrived.

When he looked to his left, he was confused to see Jet grinning mischievously at him.

“...Why are you looking at me like that?” Zuko questioned, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.

Suddenly, to Zuko’s further confusion, Jet darted into the street and crouched down in the snow.

“What are you doing?” Zuko called out as he ran after him, looking around nervously at the people passing by, who were beginning to stare at the Freedom Fighter with puzzled expressions as well.

“This,” Jet replied, bolting upright and spinning around.

Before Zuko knew it, something freezing cold smacked him directly in the face.

Jet practically cackled as Zuko wiped the remnants of the snowball from his face and hair.

“Very funny,” Zuko muttered, though he couldn’t help but smirk at Jet’s infectious joy.

“You didn’t even see it coming!” Jet laughed. “You should have seen your face!”

PAGE TWO

“...What about you? Are you having fun?”

Zuko exhaled through his nose with a small smile as he looked up at Jet again. “Well, I have to say, I—“

His words seemed to catch in his mouth. The Freedom Fighter was grinning at him as he always did, but there was something about his words and expression that felt familiar.

Suddenly, an image of Aang flashed in his mind, smiling at him with that crooked grin he loved so much.

“Hotman?”

Zuko could immediately felt a pang of longing deep within his chest, and he tore his gaze away.

“...I think I’m getting tired,” he replied quietly.