The Sweet Escape

By MadnessinmyMethod

Those of you who know my writing, you know what happens when I get bored. For those of you who have never read anything I've written before, welcome to the Twilight Zone. I do not own the song, it belongs to Gwen Stefani.

Azula sighed and prepared herself for another demeaning but ultimately necessary experience of making things right with the man she loved. She hated apologizing, but she had really messed up this time. She gazed over at his window and shouted his name. He appeared quickly and before he could speak, she started to sing:

If I could escape

I would but first of all let me say

I must apologize for acting stank and treating you this way

She had insulted his people with vile comments towards the Earth Kingdom and peasants in general. Lately, she'd been ignoring him in public. She'd been embarrassed by him. She was completely at fault for her behavior.

Cause I've been acting like sour milk all on the floor

It's your fault you didn't shut the refrigerator

Maybe that's the reason I've been acting so cold

He gazed down at her pensively. He didn't turn away, but he didn't attempt to climb down to her. Had she used up all her chances?

If I could escape

And recreate a place that's my own world

And I could be your favorite girl

Forever

Perfectly together

And tell me boy now wouldn't that be sweet

If I could be sweet

I know I've been a real bad girl

I didn't mean for you to get hurt

Whatsoever

We can make it better

And tell me boy now wouldn't that be sweet

His solid expression started to occasionally flicker into a smile. He tried to prevent it, forcing it back into stoicism, but Azula knew he had smiled. And then he sang back to her:

I wanna get away

To our sweet escape

I wanna get away

Azula's smile broadened into a grin as he began to climb down from his window to the wet grass.

You melt me down

I'm at my lowest boiling point

Come help me out

I need to get me out of this joint

Come on let's bounce

Counting on you to turn me around

Instead of clowning around

Let's look for some common ground

Both of them smiled broadly. Azula took a few steps towards him.

So baby

Times get a little crazy

I've been getting a little lazy

Waiting for you to come save me

I can see that you're angry

By the way that you treat me

Hopefully you don't leave me

Wanna take you with me

He grasped her hands in his. Her delicate fingertips nestled amongst his calloused hands. She'd always loved his hands.

If I could escape

And recreate a place that's my own world

And I could be your favorite girl

Forever

Perfectly together

And tell me boy now wouldn't that be sweet

If I could be sweet

I know I've been a real bad girl

I didn't mean for you to get hurt

Whatsoever

We can make it better

And tell me boy now wouldn't that be sweet

Their eyes locked. "If I could escape," she whispered. "If I could escape."

Cause I've been acting like sour milk all on the floor

It's your fault you didn't shut the refrigerator

Maybe that's the reason I've been acting so cold

If I could escape

And recreate a place that's my own world

And I could be your favorite girl

Forever

Perfectly together

And tell me boy now wouldn't that be sweet

He smiled knowingly.

If I could be sweet

I know I've been a real bad girl

I didn't mean for you to get hurt

Whatsoever

We can make it better

And tell me boy now wouldn't that be sweet

"I wanna get away," he said. "To our sweet escape. I wanna get away."

"Jet?" she said slowly, looking up into his eyes. "I'm sorry."

Jet pulled her into him. "I know. I can't stay mad at you."

"I love you," she told him.

"I love you too. Now come inside."

Aiie. I told you I was bored. Pff. I love Jetzula ever since I wrote Roses Are Blue. Anyway, I hope you liked it and please help yourself to reading anything else I've written. And I would appreciate a review or two. BONZAI! Hmmm… just a little bit sugar high on no sugar at all. I must be mad or crazy! BONZAI!