A/N: The family is the Bei Fongs, and the daughter is Toph. Just to get rid of any doubt. This one's super-short. And thanks for all of the reviews! *squee*

Fragile- Year 3742 Toph-0 Zuko- 4 Rated- K

When babies are born, it's supposed to be a happy occasion. A new life, welcomed to the world. The scene has played out in thousands of households all over the world, but this one was different. The midwives let out a little gasp, prompting a now-distraught mother to ask, "What's wrong? What's wrong with my baby?" She closed her eyes, waiting tensely for the answer.

"She-she's not crying. Your daughter… she's not making a sound at all." The head midwife answered in hushed tones. "And her eyes- they seem distant."

"Will she- will she be okay?" The mother's voice was trembling as she looked at the quiet little baby in the midwife's arms.

The midwife looked down. "I hope so." The mother buried her face in her hands, barely muffling her sobs.

The fragile infant barely seemed to cling to life for the first few days. The family and servants spoke only in whispers, as if afraid that a loud noise would shatter the faint grasp on life. The father swore that if his daughter lived, he would always protect her. The mother just didn't want to lose her beautiful daughter.

She had lived, the weak baby, and had grown stronger and stronger. But she was still blind, and her parents could never forget the harrowing weeks of her near death. They would never allow her to be endangered like that again. They could not lose her.

The daughter never really understood.