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/2/ dress-up
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"But the only reason to have a kid is to dress them up," Ty Lee whined, tapping her foot impatiently.
Azula was very tired. She never expected that she would have to deal with two Ty Lee's taking ten years to get ready for the day. It was not even a special event; they were going for a short walk to the gorgeous park on the outskirts of Caldera.
Of course, Ty Lee would go through a thousand outfits before she could settle on one, and Azula was almost reaching the point where she could find it tolerable. Then Anka came along and Azula had a thousand more outfits to stare blankly at and give rehearsed responses to.
At the moment, they both looked dreadful and tacky. Azula once was embarrassed to be seen in public with Ty Lee and her pink and their dressed-up daughter, but she reached a point at which she stopped caring. By now, she even easily lied and said that the outfits were adorable.
"It's nice," said Azula, wanting to kill both of them and then herself.
Truly, it was a wonder that anyone survived being in her presence for more than an hour. Ty Lee and Anka tended to be exceptions, but not when they had to get dressed.
"You are always right, princess, but I think this scarf makes me look weird," Ty Lee said.
Now Azula really was about to just throttle her, but she restrained herself. She let her wife dig into their gigantic closet again to find a different scarf. Azula did not know Ty Lee even had that many.
"Anka," said Azula, grabbing her daughter and setting her on her lap, "you look perfect. So help me, I think your outfit is wonderful and I will never let your mom make you change."
Her outfit was terrible, but Azula was not going to endure another second of this torture. Did Zuko not outlaw this type of thing? This had to count as worse than ripping people's fingernails out.
When Ty Lee wailed and changed her scarf again, Azula would happily take having her fingernails ripped out over this.
Finally, Azula grabbed Ty Lee by the scruff of her neck and directed her wife and daughter at the door.
"I believe you look perfect and what I believe is right and we are leaving before I burn every article of clothing you own," Azula snarled, squeezing Anka closely to her and forcing Ty Lee through the door.
Ty Lee glanced over her shoulder, forlorn, but knew Azula was not exaggerating when she said she would burn all of her clothes.
Azula had done that before. Thrice.
Ty Lee would not risk it.
