Tyzula drabble – Of Course
A young Azula sat mockingly on Zuko's chest, pinning him. "When we grow up, I'm going to be Fire Lord."
"No you're not. I am." Zuko tried to push his sister off, wishing Mai and Ty Lee weren't seeing his weakness.
"No way. Father likes me better. He told me I'll be Fire Lord because I'm stronger than you." Emphasizing her point, Azula jabbed a finger against Zuko's forehead.
"I'm older."
"So? Uncle Iroh is older than Father and he's not Fire Lord because Daddy's better than him." Azula crossed her arms.
"Whatever. Get off me."
Sighing, Azula stood and walked over to Mai and Ty Lee.
"Why do you give him such a hard time?" Mai asked, sounding less bored than usual.
"He's weak. I'm trying to toughen him up." Azula smiled at Ty Lee. "Didn't you have a new move you wanted to show off?"
"Yeah!" Ty Lee wobbled up onto her hands and walked towards Zuko, who was stormily watching Azula and Mai.
"What will I do when you're Fire Lord, Princess?" Mail's hands itched to hold the daggers she'd seen in the Royal Armory earlier that day.
Azula shrugged. "We'll still be friends. You can marry Zuzu if you want."
Mai blushed and considered this for a moment as Ty Lee hand-walked back towards them. "What about Ty Lee?"
"Ty?" Azula glanced at Mai, surprised. "She'll be with me, of course."
Mai watched Azula's golden eyes brighten as she looked at their friend.
Clapping, Azula smiled again. "That was great, Ty. Maybe you can be part of the Royal Circus when we grow up."
"The circus? Me? I don't know , 'Zula." Ty Lee sat down, massaging her wrists lightly. "We'll see."