"My leg's going to sleep, Sister Dragon."

"After only half-an-hour?" Azula said, half-surprised. "Very well, let's move on." The four firebenders had been standing on one leg. It was a combination of muscle development, meditation and breathing exercises. As if this was not comical enough, they were standing in size order.

"Good," Aang said. "I feel like an idiot."

"That's good," the princess said.

"Good?"

"It's all about realizing how much work you need to do, Aang."

"Thanks, Masa, but I've already had the "knowing-how-far-you-have-to-go" speech.

"Never mind him, Amaya," Azula said with haughty encouragement. "We've all worked hard to develop these skills. Don't get mad because it doesn't all come to you right away."

"Okay, Sister Dragon." Amaya was less enthusiastic than she might have been. She knew this would go roughly, just like Azula had warned.

"It will be all right," the older girl said. "Now, forms. The Dancing Dragon."

The foursome paired into boy-girl teams and began the movements of the Dancing Dragon. On the sixth step, Azula was already winded. "Ugh!" she snarled, stamping her foot. "This baby takes all the energy out of me!"

"It will all be worth it, Cat. Just imagine her little face...hands..."

"I guess I better get used to you sharing your part-kisses on another girl."

Aang was totally clueless...probably for the better.

END

Author's notes:

Next time: a new addition!