Happy New Year's, Everyone!

"Why do we have to do this again?" Teo groaned, dropping his head into his hands.

"Because Azula's representing her brother, I'm representing Kyoshi Island, and you and Laith are our guests and get to suffer with us," Suki told him unsympathetically.

"Parties in Narnia were never this boring," Teo grumbled.

Azula snorted at him, then frowned. There was something right at the edge of her hearing that she couldn't identify, growing louder. "Do you hear that?"

"What is that?" Teo cried, grabbing at his ears.

"It sounds like magic!" Suki's eyes were wild, "Grab hands, quick!"

Azula grabbed Laith's hand, he grabbed Teo's shoulder, Teo latched on hard to Suki. There was a massive rush of wind and magic and for some reason sand. Azula closed her eyes against it, bracing herself.

When she opened her eyes, the four of them were standing in a cave that opened out into a beautiful beach, clear blue skies and crystal clear water. The cries of seagulls, ever so slightly different from gull-geckos, rang out joyfully.

Azula met her sibling monarch's eyes, and gleeful grins stretched across all their faces. As one, they started to run.


"Your ancestors were castaways, refugees from the destruction of their people and run aground on an island," Aslan explained to the gathered Telmarines and Narnians. Azula listened carefully. "There they found a cave, a rare chasm that brought them here from their world. The same world as our kings and queens."

Laith laid a hand on Azula's shoulder as Aslan made his offer, squeezing hard as the first few people entered and vanished and the crowd began to panic.

"We'll go," Suki stepped forward suddenly, stunning the crowd into quiet again.

"We'll what?" Azula asked, looking back and forth between Suki and Aslan.

"Our time's up," Laith confirmed sadly.

"But we'll come back, right?" Teo asked hopefully, "I mean, it already happened once, it can happen again."

"You two will," Suki nodded to Azula and Teo, "Not us."

"What? Why?" Azula demanded, "You haven't done anything wrong!"

"Very true, Azula," Aslan agreed, nuzzling her shoulder, "Suki and Laith have done all they can for Narnia, and learned all they can from Narnia, and now it is time to take what they have learned back to your native world, and do what they can there. That world needs them more, now, than this. And there is also, I am told, a certain young man that would miss Queen Suki mightily if she were to remain."

Suki tried valiantly to fight off a blush, giggling awkwardly. Laith smirked at her, amusement defeating sadness for a moment.

"And you needn't worry," Aslan continued, "When the time is right, all those who are faithful will be gathered home."

Laith hid his tears in Aslan's mane. Azula only barely heard the whispered "I'll miss you."

"I'll never be far," Aslan promised.

Azula felt herself start to tear up too, and angrily dashed them away. The sibling monarchs said their goodbyes, and entered the empty doorway.


"I really like this painting," Teo looked up at the gilded frame admiringly, "It almost looks Narnian, don't you think?"

"It does," Azula agreed, "Zuko doesn't quite understand why I like it so much, but he humors me."

"Never thought I'd agree with the Fire Lord on anything, but he's right. That's one ugly painting."

"Oh not you again," Teo groaned as they both turned to see Jet standing in the doorway with his mouth-grass flicking smugly. He must've talked Laith into bringing him along

again, Azula groaned internally. Or possibly made enough trouble that Laith had dragged him along to let tempers cool before something drastic happened.

"Yes me again," Jet replied tauntingly, "What, not happy to see me?"

Definitely the "ticked someone off so Laith is making him lay low" option, Azula thought unhappily. She wished that Laith had someplace to haul the grass chewer other than his sibling monarch's houses when he ticked people off.

"Don't you have literally anything better to do?" Teo yanked at his hair in frustration.

Azula rolled her eyes at the boys as they began to bicker. She really had no idea why Laith hung around with this joker. So preoccupied were they that they didn't notice the water coming from the painting until it was soaking their shoes.


Azula helped Teo fix his goggles and shared a nod with Suki and Laith. They were old now, in a way they had never been in Narnia. Their hair had gone grey, and once-steady hands shook. They weren't as strong or as fast as they had once been, and they'd lost good friends along the way. Still, they were resolute. They'd sworn that so long as they lived, no evil would be allowed to gain a foothold in the home of their birth.

In the end, Zuko found his sister staring at the sky, breathing heavily as the life slowly drained from her eyes.

"Azula, Azula you did it!" he grabbed her hand in his, fighting back tears, "You just have to hold on until the healers get here."

"We won?" she asked muzzily, "That's good." It was hard to see past the darkness encroaching on the edges of her vision, but she could see well enough to reach up and wipe her brother's tears away.

"Don't cry… Zuzu," she rasped, "When the time is right, we're all… gathered home. I'll see you… again."

She couldn't hold her hand up anymore, and her eyes slowly slid closed.

Azula blinked. A moment ago she'd been dying on the battlefield, but now she stood in the middle of a beautiful meadow, dressed in her Narnian finery.

She stared down at her hands, young and deft again, then Teo cried out in surprise. Azula whirled to see all three of her sibling monarchs stood with her, and she really did mean stood. Teo's wheelchair was nowhere in sight, and he took a shaky step forward, eyes wide with disbelief. Laith was prodding at the eye he'd lost years ago, once again whole and clear. Suki caught Teo when he tripped, the burn scar from fighting Ozai loyalists alongside her husband in their youth missing.

For a moment, they all simply marveled. Then, on some instinct, they all turned. Aslan smiled at all of them.

Azula choked on a sob and ran to embrace him, the others hot on her heels.

Aslan laughed, nuzzling them all in return. "Welcome home, children. You have done well. Now come, further up and further in!"

Yes, Jet survives solely so that he can be Eustace. It's what he deserves. ;) And if you noticed that I may or may not have altered the Telmarine's backstory ever so slightly... Theres a rea-son for that. ;)

Out of curiosity, did anyone else yell "Jumanji" at midnight just to be safe?