Four year Juniako was sitting with her mother and father on a blanket in her favorite field
Four year Juniako was sitting with her mother and father on a blanket in her favorite field.
"How much do you love me, Mama?" She asked
"Well," Azula pondered, "How much do you think?"
"Thiiiiiiis much!"
Juniako held out her arms as wide as she could and in the process fell over.
Azula chuckled.
"That's about right." She smiled
"What about me?" Asked Zuko
"I love you"
Juniako made a disgusted face and pushed her kissing parents apart.
"NO! Kissing is yucky!"
Zuko and Azula laughed in harmony and hugged their daughter.
"You are the sweetest little…"
Azula looked up at the Fire Palace in the distance from where large columns of some were now rising
"That's not good." Zuko mumbled
- - - - - - -
Juniako woke up from her blurry dream. There was something happening today. Something she wasn't going to like. Holiday? Yeah, but more specific. Birthday. Crap, it was her sixteenth birthday today and Juniako was going to hate every bit of it. Her day always sucks if she had a dream about her parents the night before.
Juniako walked downstairs to the kitchen where her grandfather was waiting for her. He wasn't really her grandfather, he was actually her great uncle, but it didn't make much a difference.
"Hey, grandpa." Juniako muttered
"Hello, my dear. Did you have a good nights rest?" Iroh asked
"Do I ever?"
She sat down at the table and waited for her breakfast.
"Are you excited about your birthday?"
"No."
"Is there anything special you want to do today?"
Juniako growled
"No"
Iroh put Juniako's breakfast in front of her and sighed.
"You remind me so much of your father." He said
She snarled and Iroh suddenly realized his mistake. Juniako didn't allow others to talk about her parents.
"I'm not hungry right now." She said
And with that she walked upstairs in hope that she could remember her parents again.