Title: Mother
Summary: A look into what Azula thought of Ursa
Notes: I've been reading things on the internet, and there are a few that have brought up some good points about Ursa--and how she may not have been the loving mother, that we all knew she was to Zuko. (If you are interested in more of this, just ask.) In addition, I'm very angry. This was written in only a few minutes.
I hated her, she sickened me. They say that mothers have a special place for their daughters in their hearts, but it wasn't so with mine. She doted on my failure of a bother--she loved him and praised him despite that he could never do anything right. What was so special about Zuzu anyway? He was firstborn and yet he had no skills to be a leader; he was male and yet he was a coward; he was weak and yet Mother and Uncle saw him, more than they saw me.
I despise it when I am compared to her--why would I want to be like her anyway? She was nothing but a feeble nobleman who left her family, for who knows what reason. It was always about Zuzu--while she did nothing but reprimand me. What was wrong with her? I did everything and more, that was expected of me from my father--and yet she looked at me as if I was the most vile creature on the planet. She looked at me, as if I wasn't her daughter.
That's fine, because she is not my mother.
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