Harsh

"I am my father," Azula said, sitting down. She watched her daughter storm away and wondered if her child would hate her forever. "I might even be my mother."

Ty Lee looked at her like she was crazy. Azula hated getting that look, especially when she was facing the fact that she was a cruel parent. She was fine with being a cruel everything else – more than fine – but not a cruel mother.

"You have to be harsh with kids sometimes. Especially when they beat up other kids at school," Ty Lee said, sitting near her love. "She needed it."

"You are going to be the mean parent from now on. I do not like it, and I do not know how you do it. It's like how you can walk on your hands…" Azula said, and Ty Lee did not know if that was the best parenting comparison, but she let it slide.

"I promise to be the mean parent forever and always," Ty Lee said.

She and Azula locked eyes for a few moments, not moving or even shaking.

Their lips met at exactly the same time.

The kiss was one of the most heated they had in ages.