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!
