Disclaimer: I don't own anyone. Except baby Ursa, she is mine!
A/N: My mom told me this story about what happened to her when she was a kid, so I took that messed up part of her life and turned it into a fanfiction. I have to thank my mother and uncle for the inspiration to do this little piece.
Zuko sighed as he walked the halls of the Fire Nation palace. His ever growing hair was trying into its usual topknot, the crown resting in its place, but on his body didn't rest the formal layers of clothing that his council, and the servants, and almost everyone else in the palace said was appropriate for him to wear. Instead, the thirty year old Fire Lord enjoyed the gentle breeze the brushed against the loose red top and pants that he sported. This was his own home, if he couldn't be in confortable clothing in his own home, the man was going to have some issues.
So when he spotted his youngest child lying by the pond, propped up by her elbows as she drew Agni knew what, while thin strands on black hair feel from her mess ponytail, Zuko couldn't help but smile at the sight and venture over. The girl, along with her older brother and sister had been kidnapped earlier in the day by their Uncle Sokka, to 'experience the world and get out of their fathers overprotective smothering hugs,' as the warrior had said. Zuko hadn't seen his children practically the entire day, but had begun searching for them after Sokka had dropped by to leave the little firebenders in their daddies care.
"What are you drawing Ursa?" he asked his daughter as he sat down beside her. The little girl lifted her head to smile at her father before answering.
"A unicorn daddy! I just finished drawing it," the five year old smiled a toothy grin. "Uncle Sokka showed us some at the fair! They're so cool!"
"Um…" Zuko looked at the hornless scribble of a horse in curiosity. "Unicorns usually have a horn on their head…"
"Only girl unicorns," Ursa rolled her eyes as if it was the most common knowledge in the world. Zuko raised his own good eyebrow in silent question of his daughter. The child picked up on her father's confusion and quickly continued. "Girl unicorns have their horns on their heads. Boy unicorns have their horns here." Her pale finger landed on the horn alright. The awkwardly drawn horn that was placed between the horses two back legs. "Uncle Sokka says that's where boy unicorns have their horns. That way the girl unicorns and boy unicorns can tell each other apart so they can date."
Zuko was momentarily fixed in his seated position. Coughing slightly he rubbed his daughters head effectively, told her that the scribble horse was a work of masters, and used searching for Ursa's siblings as an excuse to retreat. Golden eyes narrowed in the direction where he was sure his best friend was currently at.
If the middle aged Fire Lord had been an earthbender, than his stubborn stomps as he searched for the child corrupting Water Tribe Warrior would have left imprints on the palace floor as he went.
Thankfully, for the stone floors, the man wasn't an earthbender.
Unfortunately, for the grass surrounding the courtyard where Zuko found his prey, it was left slightly charred.
Regrettably, Uncle's Sokka's unsupervised days with the children had been put to an end.
Hehehe. Just another light hearted one.
