Disclaimer: I own nothing but my oc(s). This makes me moo in utter despair. And my friends are no help either. " Moo me a river, milk me a bridge and get over it." They say. I will get right on that as soon as I figure out how to make a bridge over a vast ocean of 'moos'. I am close, the chalk board is full of my mathematical calculations such as 1+2π 1+2π. I am beginning to think I took them too seriously…
A/N: Did you know too much caffeine can cause break outs? I learn something new every day. Oh and this is set some time between the time after Iroh's quote was made and obviously before Zuko's banishment. And yes, I am an evil hairbrush and take pride in it.
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Prince Zuko scowled down at the training rink as Azula practiced her precision. Practice was futile though, for his little sister hit the bulls eye every time. A feeling of jealousy crept up into his breast bone as he snorted out a small puff of pure black smoke. Azula was always a natural, without having to work at it. She spent ten minutes daily 'practicing' and spent the rest goofing off with her air headed friend Tai Li. Whereas he spent every waking minute training ( except when she occupied the rink for her ten minutes) and was no better at his art than his dog was.
Zuko scowled as he unconsciously began to pace the upper aisle. He felt he was cursed. Nobody in the history of the world had such detestable siblings as he had. Azula got everything; the skills, the benefit of the doubt and of course, their parents' affection. How Zuko wanted Ozai and Miyako's attention and support! He hated his older sister, Xue Wei, almost as much as he despised Azula. Xue Wei would always recite that old nursery rhyme she edited to feature him. And she always some how managed to frame him in some way to get him in trouble.
"Hey Zuko!" A voice greeted followed by an overwhelming pat on the back. Not only did it knock Zuko to the ground, but it caused him to emit a ball of fire from his right hand. Instantly he was up and threatening to kill his friend, Lu Bao. He paused in mid-threat, the smell of smoke filled his nostrils. Zuko looked behind him, noticing the charred column that was perfectly unburnt before Lu Bao had knocked him down.
He shifted his gaze to his little sister in the rink below and instantly the wheels in his mind began to turn. Azula kicked at a straw-filled dummy which instantly lit up in flames.
It would be good to watch 'pristine' Azula do the same.
"Lu Bao," Zuko began, letting go of his friend's shirt, "Do me a favor, and trip me again as we step into the rink for training today."
Yes, it would be so satisfying to see his vexing sister afire. And all he had to sacrifice to get it was an unbruised back and scrapeless knees.
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Zuko watched with much satisfaction as the royal family's healer spoke to Lady Miyako, his mother. Unfortunately Azula's friend Mai extinguished her. However the words 'painful' and 'third degree burns' were mentioned frequently by the healer. She would have to suffer several weeks of nothing but sitting around with their mother, Xue Wei and unfinished needle point. Miyako turned her gaze to her son as the healer explained how the 'accident' was caused. Her expression got darker by each word the healer uttered. His mother's expression said that Zuko would pay, and dearly for his actions, accident or not.
Zuko leaned against the pillar and listened to the healer explain that Azula could have permanent scars on her arm from this. And to Zuko it was well worth the promise of punishment, for he learned that his sisters were indeed flammable.
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If it is at all possible, I think this is the shortest chappie I ever written. Azula is my favorite character in the series so far besides Momo ( he sounds just like my kitty- cat!) Reviews are always welcome. Thanks again for all who reviewed.
