A/N: Sorry, I've been ill and when I miraculously got better, I was busy! On with the story!

JustPlainPeachy: Dad's are weird; mine ran down the up escalator in M&S! Yeah! Hahaha! Yeah, and Japanese and English.

Arch Angel (): I dunno where it's going either but who cares? Okies!

Zukofan5 (): Aww that's ok! Er he would, but due to shock etc, he forgot! I HATE PERCENTAGES! They are EVIL! So is homework! Arg! DIE DIE DIE! She's 17 'coz you have to be 17 to drive on the road in England.

Disclaimer: I don't own nuttin! ((Goes off to cry 'bout it))

The viewing of the show went smoothly for the best of about five seconds, until Zhao came onto the screen. Jacob whimpered. His human seat was getting very hot, very quickly. Ebony swiftly removed the boy from his lap and elbowed Zuko sharply.

"Behave," She hissed. "He's just a cartoon character in this world! At least act like you know that!" Ebony glanced at him and saw that the 'Mighty' prince was blushing. She laugh inwardly, he obviously wasn't used to a woman bossing him around like that.

About half way through the show, Tom fell asleep. Ebony picked up the sleeping baby and carried him to the second spare room as this one had a cradle in. The little boy woke and began to cry.

"Shh, don't cry Tom," she said, jiggling him up and down gently. "Go back to sleep, please. You don't want me to sing do you?" She whispered gently, even though he couldn't understand. He continued crying. "Oh come on!" She rocked him back and forth but that didn't work either. "You really want me to sign don't you? Better block your ears little man!" She selected a song from her mind. A soft, gentle song that she knew well.

How I wish I could surrender my soul;
Shed the clothes that become my skin;
See the liar that burns within my needing.
How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.
How I wish I had screamed out loud,
Instead I've found no meaning.

I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.

How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;
Hold memory close at hand,
Help me understand the years.
How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.
How I wish I would save my soul.
I'm so cold from fear.

I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
Far, far away; find comfort in pain.
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.

The baby blinked, sighed and fell asleep. She laid him down gently in the cradle, covered him with the blanket, and then returned to the room where everyone else was. Amy and Jacob appeared indifferent to weather or not she'd been singing. Zuko was trying to look as though he'd been watching the show the whole time, without much success. She just sat back down where she had been before and said nothing.