A/N Sorry it took so long. My brother has become obsessed with Sims2, and the bits that I got up were lost when he closed Word before I saved. And we're moving, and everything's so confused that I don't even have a bed anymore, so I'm sleeping in a mattress in my brother's room. And if that's not excuse enough, my aunt is visiting. Sorry, all. Hope the quality makes up for it.

By the way, this one takes place directly after the season one episode 'Jet'.

14: Whack him at random intervals and yell 'mosquito'…very loudly. When asked what they are, just smile and say they carry deadly poisons. Then look at a General and say that there's one on his arm. Be sure to hit him afterwards.

"You were enjoying yourself!" Lara sang out, grinning from ear to ear at her older brother. Ozai glared at her.

"I was not enjoying myself, whatever you may say," he growled. His sister remained undeterred.

"You were too!"

"I was not!"

"Were too!"

"Was not!"

"Were too!"

"Was not!"

"A thousand times were!"

"A million times wasn't!"

"Infinity times was!"

"Fire Lord wasn't!"

Lara paused. "What's that mean?" she asked, so completely confused that she didn't even bother to sound annoying.

"It means that I am the Fire Lord, and if I say that I wasn't enjoying myself, than I wasn't."

"That's not fair!"

"It's just the way things go."

Still bickering, the brother and sister made their way towards the Great Hall, where there was going to be a feast celebrating something very, very special.

The Fire Nation had won.

Not what you think, not the war or anything. No, they had done something else, but no less important. Something great, and something that would go down in history as the greatest victory ever in the Fire Nation.

They had defeated the Avatar.

Okay, not really. They had sort of beat him at something. They hadn't captured him, or any of his friends. But they had stopped enemies of the Fire Nation while he was in close proximity.

They had destroyed the rebels.

Well, no. They hadn't destroyed anything. They had saved some Fire Nation citizens from a group of kids living in tree houses.

They had outwitted their enemies.

Never mind that the Avatar had been the one doing the actual saving. Or maybe it was his friends… But still, they had done something, and it was about time that something got celebrated. So they were celebrating the fact that they hadn't lost.

They were pathetic.

Finally, the dramatics said something that was true.

Ozai stopped Lara before she entered the Hall.

"No annoying," he ordered, as some person or other announced them. "No talking back, no whining, no food fights, no arguing, no contradicting me, no pranks, no jokes…"

"Maybe I should just stay in my room," she suggested hopefully.

The announcer finished, and the doors opened for them to enter.

"Not a chance," he hissed.

Lara was now officially annoyed with him.

But she kept quiet, and allowed him to enter dramatically. She avoided making sarcastic comments even when idiots fawned over her brother and left her perfect openings.

For this was all in preparation for a greater terror.

Wow, that was dramatic.

To her extreme joy, Lara found herself sitting next to the nice young General who she had liked so much. That was before she realized that he would have to be dragged into her prank, or it wouldn't work.

Ah, well. Too bad for him.

Lara's annoyingness began halfway through the feast.

Ozai was talking at the moment. He was answering some question about his daughter.

"Yes, Azula's name is the female version of my father, Fire Lord Azulan (now passed). She…"

At that moment, Lara did something that, truly, had never happened before.

She hit the Fire Lord.

Yes, you her right. She hit him. Right on the head. So that he fell straight into his soup.

The moron who had been talking to him turned around and ran away. Several others did the same, and many backed slowly away from Lara. Her General friend was polite enough to stay, although he moved himself out of the line of fire.

No pun intended.

Ozai pulled himself up. His crown had stayed in the bowl, and his long hair was dripping with his dinner.

No one made a sound.

Finally Lara broke the silence.

"MOSQUITO!"

Everyone stared at her.

"What is a mosquito?" the Fire Lord asked dangerously.

Lara smiled enigmatically. "They carry deadly poisons," she informed the room. Then she turned to her General friend.

"There's one on your arm," she told him, raising her own hand to smack him.

But that was not to be. A great mishap happened. As mishaps tend to do. And this was because of three factors.

Her General friend had quicker reflexes than she though, and he hated bugs.

General Vahe was sitting right next to him.

A server, unaware of what was going on, was bringing out the cake.

Lara started to smack the nice General. But he jumped out of the way, trying to avoid the mosquito. Missing him (the General, that is, not the mosquito) entirely, she hit General Vahe. Vahe had been elbowed accidentally by the other General as he started to get up, and was therefore off-balance. So when Lara hit him, he went flying.

Right into the cake.

Once again, there was a deathly silence. Only this time, it was broken first by Ozai, and only then by his sister.

"LARA!"

"What?"