Bad Dreams
I do not own Avatar. I do own the character Anji though.
Azula scowled as she felt the hands grasp her. "Go back to bed, Anji."
"I had a bad dream," the little girl said. "Can I sleep with you and Mommy?"
Azula looked over the small child, barely five years old. Anji was a practically a small version of her plus freckles. At that age she'd already learned not to bother her parents if she had bad dreams or any other fears. Her father would never have stood for that.
"Please Mama."
How could she say possibly say no? "Alright, get in here. And don't wake Mommy up."
Anji's face lit up. "Thanks, Mama." She awkwardly climbed over Azula and took her place between her two mothers.
Hours later, she was sprawled across Azula and Ty Lee, the three of them fast asleep.