Hello, one and all! Now that I have received chapter 19, I can post chapter 20, which I had gotten earlier, and chapter 21, which I had written. So, this story should be over today! Look out for my next story, the second in the Mary-Sues of All Kinds sequence.

This chapter was written by Godsspiker. I hope I spelled your name right… Anyway, yeah, another guest writer! Hope you enjoy it.

19: Slip some sleeping powder into his food before a grand feast. Be sure to leave obvious clues that it was you so the cooks don't get blamed.

Lara didn't really like these big social-gathering-designed-to-remind-the-populace-who-their-leader-was-and-to-improve-confidence-in-the-governing-body/useless-waste-of-time/fun/parties, as mentioned earlier. She found them almost as annoying as her brother

thought of her. Lara yawned at the table, opening one eye to peek at the Fire Lord, who was watching her and not letting her out of his sight.

Now before, when she had, according to her brother Ozai, bordered treason, Ozai had made her visit the jail cells to show her what happened to criminals. Lara wasn't a criminal. Or so she didn't think she was. She wondered if taking the royal physician's sleeping powder was labeled as criminal. Most criminals stole and kept what they were taking, like that one time some random thief came in to steal her favorite gold comb

and she caught him. That was criminal! And it annoyed Lara. And in annoying Lara, it caused her to think of Fire Lord Ozai . And since Ozai reminded her of the annoying criminal by sending her to the annoying cells where annoying convicts ask rather annoyingly to show mercy, and let them out so they can annoy the rest of the world again by annoyingly stealing more stuff, she decided she would annoy Ozai once more.

Lara raised her hand at the table. Ozai had decided she had to raise her hand from now on before she could speak. Her brother glanced at her, but then ignored her. Lara wiggled her hand. No dice. Lara waved her hand. Nothing. Lara now waved her arm and crossed her legs, trying to hold back a whimper. This time it caught the two generals beside her(seeing as she had whacked them in the head) and her brother. He finally

sighed.

"Yes Lara?" The Fire Lord drawled.

"I have to pee-pee!" Lara squeaked. The Fire Lord blinked, trying to find some way of saying no, but Lara made it look like she had to potty really, really bad.

"Fine, you may use the restroom. But you only have a few minutes, or my guards will come in and drag you out." He answered. This statement annoyed Lara even more.

Lara quickly hurried to the kitchen, an evil gleam in her eyes. As soon as she was finished "pottying", Lara skipped back to the table with a broad smile on her face. This caused the Fire Lord to eye Lara suspiciously. The food was brought out a few minutes later. It was lavishly prepared, and on Ozai's soup was a lovely extra seasoning of fine

white garlic, according to the cook.

"Wow, this looks really good, don't you think, brother?" Ozai hardly even noted Lara's hand sneak up to her face to hide a smile as her big brother took a big mouthful of the garlic powdered soup. He washed it around in his mouth, not tasting garlic, even though the soup seemed to be loaded with it. He took another bite of soup, then another, slurping it down until it was gone. The next two courses had a bit of garlic powder on them, and by the time course three was served, the Fire Lord looked a little sleepy. Ozai was about to take another hazy bite when he heard something that made him go cold.

Lara giggled.

He shot a look in her direction, making her giggle grow to a chuckle. She cleared her throat as soon as she noticed him staring at her with half opened eyes.

"What's the matter brother? Are you tired already?" she asked innocently.

"A little bit." Ozai growled, trying not to blink tiredly.

"So am I. I'll retire now, thank you brother." She said. This time, Lara let a malicious look in her eye. The last serving was one more bowl of a cold sweet cream. Ozai could hardly keep his eyes open. It's too early to be so tired. Ozai took a mouthful of the creamy substance, then spat it back out in surprise. In his mouth, was a long piece of hair. One that looked rather familiar. He suddenly remembered all the powdery substances on his food and realized his mistake.

"I have to pee-pee!"

Oh great. he thought. Ozai would've yelled his trademark, "LARA!", however, the Fire Lord had fallen asleep in his cold cream.

So instead, Azula, who had noticed Lara's malicious intent, said it for him.

"LARA!"

Lara sneaked a peek around the door, the mischievous smile replaced with another one of her famous innocent looks.

"What?"