The story of the Royal Family is a chapter story,
About the early days of the Royal Family.
A beautiful memory, is a short chapter about Ozai's and Zuko's trip. Ozai learns his son on a deferent way.
Ozai is thirty-five,
Zuko is eight.
The story of the Royal Family,
Ch. 9: A beautiful memory.
It was early noon in the Fire Nation. Ozai and his son had walked for several miles today. The distance between the palace and the harbor was a great distance, especially if you traveled it by foot.
Ozai stood at the foot of the great volcano and glared at the harbor, while the young boy was laying on the ground, watching among some shrubs. Ozai couldn't hide his aversion. "What are you doing? Arg, In Agni's name, come-on Zuko! Hurry up a bit."
Zuko looked up towards his father. "Look dad, it's a huge Badger Frog!"
The oldest prince closed his eyes and sighed deeply. "Prince Zuko, stand up immediately!"
The young boy sighed disappointed at the frog and got up quickly. His shirt and pants were covered with dust.
Ozai squinted at his son. "Augh! Zuko, look at you! You're dirty. What will they think of us?" The man whispered at a hard tone, while he wiped the dust away. Zuko couldn't help it; he rolled his eyes behind his father's back.
The young boy frowned while he followed his father. He was a little bit disappointed by this trip. The only thing they've done was walking in silence. His father walked in front, ignored everything his son had said or asked. Zuko had enough of it! He sat down on a little rock, with his arms crossed.
"This is stupid!" He snarled.
Ozai stopped and looked behind his shoulder. "Stand up, we're almost there!"
The young boy closed his eyes. "No, I want to go home!" He yelled, while he stamped at the ground.
The father sighed. "Don't be stubborn now! They can't wait all day."
Zuko looked up in an angry way. "This isn't fun! You don't even care about this trip!"
Ozai looked into his son's angry eyes and he needed to smile a bit. He has a hot temper as well! He thought, while he sat down next to his son.
"Zuko?" Ozai asked on a normal tone.
The boy ignored his father; he was looking at the dusty ground.
Ozai's anger bubbled up quickly.
"ZUKO!" The man yelled loudly. The boy was still ignoring him at a stubborn way. His father knew what game his son was playing. Ozai smirked while he thought about this carefully.
Ozai peeked around him, he spoke when they were alone. "There is a ship waiting for us." He whispered.
Zuko's eyes filled with curiosity. "A ship? Is it a big one?"
"He's huge!" Ozai smiled.
The young boy stood up quickly. "Well, were are you waiting for? They can't wait all day!" Zuko replied with his hands in his sides. His tone was more demanding; like Ozai was the one who had given up this trip.
His father sat perplexed. At one side, he found this hilarious at the other side he was kicked in his guts by an eight year old lad.
Zuko walked next to his father, finally.
They entered the harbor and looked at the huge new warship.
"Father? Did you really make this by yourself?" The young boy wondered.
Ozai smirked proudly. "Well, yes. I created it with my team."
"Woow!" Zuko looked at the ship with twinkling eyes.
Ozai glared at his son for a moment, noticed the boy his interest. "Do you like it?"
Zuko stared next to him. "Yeah, it looks great! How long did you worked on it?"
"Euhm, I worked four months at the plans and they built him up in six months." The oldest replied softly.
"Dad? Can I become an engineer?" The boy whispered. Ozai put his hand on his son's back, he felt touched by this question. My son wants to become the same like me? He thought.
"If you study hard enough, you will!" he answered enthusiastically.
Zuko stared into his father's eyes for a moment; he knew that he would remember this day forever.
"Can we go inside, please?" The young boy asked.
Ozai smiled, "of course! I'll show you everything."
