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Corpse

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"Think of it as a bonding activity," says Azula as she picks up the arms of a dead body.

Ty Lee reaches for the legs, abandoning inhibition. She cannot believe she is carrying a dead body across a beach. It somehow smells bad already, or maybe Ty Lee is just imagining it because of how repulsive this is. She hates touching dirty things, and dead bodies are the worst of that.

"This is the worst bonding activity ever if that's what it is," Ty Lee complains, dropping the body to rub her arms.

"You have enough upper body strength to walk on your hands. I know you can carry this man and you are just stalling because you don't like touching it," Azula says, and Ty Lee groans. She knows very well that Azula is always right. "Now pick up those legs and assist me. If you love me you will do it."

"I know. I don't want you to get in trouble for accidental murder, but I really feel icky about this," Ty Lee says, gazing at Azula with her best puppy dog eyes.

It does not work. She should have known.

Ty Lee sighs and picks up the legs.

The things she does for love.