Kiss THIS!
Eye of the Beholder
A girl asked a boy if she was pretty; he said no.
A girl asked a boy is he liked her; he said no.
A girl asked a boy if she left him, would he cry; he said no.
Then said boy ran off and married a waterbender, living happily ever after while said girl died of a broken heart.
Or so it would be, unless Mae had some say in it.
The fire flakes tasted dry and wilted in the girl's mouth, the scowl seemingly permanent on her face. It was not uncommon to see Mae scowled, but weddings were usually happy occasions; smiles were expected.
(Unless it was the wedding between the man you loved and some girl you never even met, then scowls were generally accepted and encouraged by most.)
How dare that water-witch take what was rightfully hers? Zuko was Mae's—he had been since they were small children. They had been betrothed, damnit, you couldn't just throw something like that away!
What went wrong?
He was exiled. She could forgive.
He was dishonorable. So was she.
He had a heart. Then what was this feeling that was breaking her inside?
As the Fire Lord and his new wife kissed, Mae kept one her hand on her dagger. More than one way to skin a cat…
XXX
END
Because everyone loves Mae! Who doesn't love Mae?
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Jak