A/N: I had decided to stop at 50 because it was such a nice even number, but then a friend on Tumblr needed cheering up, so I wrote this.


"Son, did you remember to pack everything you need?"

"Yep."

"Well, maybe you should check just to make sure."

"Tom-Tom…"

"And if you ever get lonely, tell us right away and we'll set your room up again."

"Dad…"

"Even if it's 3 in the morning!"

"Tom-Tom…"

"And make sure you eat your vegetables!"

"Yeah, sure, Dad, okay…"

"And come see us every day if you can!"

"TOM-TOM!"

That finally got Tom-Tom's attention.

"Need I remind you," Azula asked, "That Kazuo is just moving down the hall? Now stop this before you scare him."

Now that Kazuo was 13 and the changes of puberty were well underway, his normally good-natured personality had become surly and even rebellious at times; prone to talking back and slamming doors. Of course, such misbehavior was almost trifling compared to that of many other adolescents, but it was so out of character for him that Azula and Tom-Tom wanted to get to the bottom of it quickly. Azula in particular needed to make certain that nothing terrible was happening to her son as it had to her.

So the three of them had sat down and had a Family Discussion. Kazuo had flatly denied any sinister occurrences, and they'd decided together that Kazuo was simply outgrowing their apartment and needed a place of his own. Fortunately, the royal family was small enough that there were plenty of suites available in the palace.

"Um, yeah, sorry about that," Tom-Tom was saying. "I guess I got a bit carried away there."

A wicked grin appeared on Azula's face, and she said, "Think of it this way, dear husband. Now we can have sex all we want without having to worry about being quiet!"

"MOOOOOMMMMM!" Kazuo howled in anguish.