AN: This is a Tyzula Month prompt. I think I might do a few of them, or at least just this one.
7 Promise
Clouds blanket the night sky over two fugitives.
Ty Lee whispers, "Promise me you'll never ever leave. Or quit. Don't quit."
"I have no choice," Azula replies.
Ty Lee smiles very slightly. "That's kinda reassuring, and sad, but mostly reassuring."
"Good. It should be. We will take what is ours." Azula's eyes gleam confidently, and Ty Lee tries to feel the same.
"What's ours?" she softly asks.
"Everything. It is us against everyone else, and we will always win."
"You promise?" Ty Lee breathes, kissing her lightly.
"I promise."
"Your promises are kinda cheap."
"Then trust me."
"Maybe."
"Good enough."
