Title: 'T' is for Twins
Genre: Family
Rating: K
Type: Avatar
Summary: "We get to be a regular family for the rest of the weekend?" Zhin asked happily.
Disclaimer: Yes…I mean um…no. So please don't sue.
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Zhin ran up to his mother and hide behind her.
"What's wrong dear?" she asked.
"Ai's chasing me with rocks again," he said.
"Where's your father?"
"Well he was helping me with my firebending, but then I ran off."
"Did he stop her?" Toph asked.
"No, he wouldn't stop chuckling and saying 'she's so much like her mother'," Zhin told her.
"Come on we'll go get them both okay?" she smirked.
"Yay!"
"We have to be quiet though."
"Oh, yeah!" he said in a softer tone.
"Good. Now here's the plan," she leaned down whispering in his ear.
Ten minutes later, they were sneaking into the gardens.
"Mama, there's no point in trying to hide, I can feel you," Ai said. The young girl was a perfect replica of her mother right down to the blind eyes and impeccable earthbending abilities even at the age of only eight.
"Can't hide anything from you can I?" Toph said picking up her daughter.
"Nope, I'm just like you Mama!" she said proudly.
"As if one of you wasn't enough," Zuko laughed placing an arm around his wife's shoulder and pulling her into a type of half hug.
Zhin took the chance to jump on his father's back.
"HA! I got you!" he laughed.
"And I got you too," Toph laughed, tickling her daughter.
"Hey no fair, you guys teamed up," Ai laughed.
"So did you," Zhin laughed as his father pulled him off his back and into his arms so he could tickle the young boy.
Five minutes later the four were sitting on the cushions by the lake, watching the turtle ducks.
"Can we feed them Dad?" Zhin asked.
"Sure."
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of the servants from the edge f the courtyard came over with a tray
of bread.
"Thank you," Zuko said taking the tray.
"You're welcome My Lord," she bowed, going back to her place on the wall.
"Hey Zuzu, why don't we give the household the rest of the day off?" Toph suggested from her spot on his lap.
"Yeah Daddy, we can all make dinner together," Ai added.
"Okay but the guards stay," Zuko said. "And I'll think we'll give them the rest of the weekend off."
"That's a great idea," Toph smiled.
"Ling can you come here please," Zuko called.
"Yes of course My Lord," she said rushing over.
"Ling, will you please announce to the rest of the staff that they have the rest of the weekend off? Half the guards are to stay and then switch off every twelve hours with the other half."
"Thank you Fire Lord Zuko," she smiled brightly. "And you too Lady Toph," she added bowing to them both.
"Thank you Lord and Lady," the rest of the servants in the courtyard called before rushing off to tell the rest of the household.
"We get to be a regular family for the rest of the weekend?" Zhin asked happily.
"Yep," Toph told him.
"Yay!" the twins said running up and hugging their parents.
A
little while later, Iroh came into the courtyard.
"Is it true? I went to the kitchen to get some tea and everyone was leaving. Someone said you gave the household the weekend off."
"It's true Grandpa. We're going to be like a regular family," Ai told him.
"But who will make my tea?" he asked with sad eyes.
"I can Uncle," Zuko offered.
"On second thought, I've always wondered if I could go a few days without tea," he stuttered.
"Don't worry," Toph laughed. "I'll make your tea."
"Why thank you my dear," he said with a sigh of relief.
"Wait, are you saying that I can't make tea?" Zuko asked.
"N-no, of course not. I just don't want my Fire Lord to make my tea. It wouldn't be right."
"What about you two? Ai? Zhin? Do you think I make bad tea."
"Of course not Daddy," Ai smiled.
"Yeah, your tea's yummy," Zhin added.
"Toph?" Zuko asked.
"Honestly?" she asked.
"I always want the truth."
"Momo makes better tea."
"But he's a monkey." Zuko objected.
"He's a lemur and yes I know, that's the sad thing," Toph laughed.
"Wow, I didn't know it was that bad," he said causing them all to laugh.
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So there's 'T'. Poor Iroh, he almost had to drink tea made by Zuko. And we all know how much a tragedy that would be. Our favorite Uncle might not make it out alive.