EMBARRASSED
Ty Lee wakes up in smeared Halloween makeup lying naked in an unfamiliar bed. Not again.
She opens her bleary eyes and the sun immediately makes her groan due to her hangover.
Ty Lee forces herself to look around and suddenly gags when she realizes she is in Azula's penthouse. She clearly humiliated herself in front of the woman she has loved since third grade. Oh, and probably slept with her while drunk out of her mind.
Ty Lee groans and gags again as she sits up, shielding her eyes from the sun.
She gasps and blushes when she sees Azula sitting in a red velvet chaise lounge across from her, still in her sexy red devil costume from last night at the party.
"I'm naked," whispers Ty Lee.
"Oh, you noticed? It's nothing I haven't seen before in Prada dressing rooms."
"Did we…?"
"Oh, yes," purrs Azula, rising to pace as she speaks, "it was wonderful. We just tore each other apart. I never knew a cheerleader could be so kinky."
"Really?"
"No. Of course not. I have standards; I wouldn't sleep with a girl as drunk as you were. Once I dragged you in you started ripping off your clothes saying something along the lines of," begins Azula before slipping into a near perfect imitation of Ty Lee's girlish voice, "It's too damn hot in this million dollar hellhole!"
Ty Lee blushes fiercely. "Oh. I'm… I'm sorry."
Ty Lee stands up and starts picking up her lingerie bunny costume from its pieces scattered across the floor. Azula sits back down and examines her nails, looking dreadfully bored.
"I don't really remember much of last night," admits Ty Lee as she starts getting dressed.
"Well, you were shamefully trashed after you broke up with Sokka."
"I broke up with Sokka?" Ty Lee exclaims.
"Yes. You kept talking about how you were going to find someone better and classier after you caught him eating meat dip out of the bowl with his bare hands."
"Oh fuck. Did he call?"
"You threw your phone in a puddle while I was trying to get you to the limo. I put it in rice after you passed out in my bed."
Ty Lee clears her throat and wishes she could hide her flushed cheeks. "I'm so embarrassed. Azula, I'm sorry. You didn't have to do all this for me."
"You would be so lost without me. This is just further proof of that. No need to be embarrassed. What would Ty Lee be without Azula? I fear to even imagine."
"That isn't an appropriate statement," says Ty Lee, stunning Azula.
Ty Lee never speaks to her that way. It feels like a punch in the gut to Azula.
"Why do you say that?" snarls Azula breathily.
Tears well in Ty Lee's eyes. "Because I kinda thought for a minute you did all this because you cared about me. But it's just another ploy to control me."
"Why would I want to control you?" Azula scoffs and laughs mockingly. Ty Lee shrinks, even more humiliated than before. And angry. Very angry.
"Because you're obsessed with control." Ty Lee pauses and shrugs. "That's why we never had a second date."
Azula's eyes flash. "Excuse me? I never wanted a second date."
"Who prints out an itinerary for a night out?"
"I am an organized person."
"And what kind of diet doesn't allow tequila?"
"All of them, actually. And what kind of respectable woman shows up to a date in a bikini top and daisy dukes?"
"We live in Nevada! It's hot!"
"Get out!" Azula's eyes terrify Ty Lee to the point that she seizes her purse and decides not to bother asking for her phone.
She starts to quickly walk to the door before Azula sighs.
"Wait… stay… please."
Ty Lee slowly turns around.
"Yeah?"
"At least let me get you some clothes so you don't have to walk home in that."
Ty Lee offers a small smile and a nod.
Azula leads her to the closet.
And Ty Lee hates herself for so deeply wanting to be here.
