50 Sokoian Nights

Azula: Para doesn't own Avatar. And I'm still your prisoner, you crazy psycho.

Me: I know you mean it in the nicest way possible.

Azula: I have a suggestion. It involves me, rebelling, against you.


Day 5: Kittens

"Ooh, Cho! They are so cute." A young Song observed. She was no more than eight.

"Achoo!" Cho sneezed and quickly covered her nose with the small hankerchief her father gave her.

"Song! You know I'm allergic. Plus it is spring. My allergies are at their peak." Cho scolded and dragged her away.

"Mother will never allow me a kitten. One day, I'll find a nice boy to buy me one as a gift. Then mother can't refuse. But I want a cat like no one else has!" Song clasped her hands together and sighed.

"You are such the hopeless romantic, Song." Cho twisted her mouth and brushed some of Song's bangs behind her ear. "Let's go get dinner."

Years later in the capital of the Fire Nation...

"Oh, Cho! Look how adorable they are! I've never seen kittens like this. Their whiskers are so cute!" Song exclaimed, petting the cats.

"Achoo!" Cho sneezed and used her lacy hankerchief to wipe her forehead, then face. "I'm still allergic. And you know, it's a wonder you don't cook alive in the Fire Lands. You just had to come see your boyfriend and drag me along. You know my husband and son need me. Not to mention the baby on the way."

"Whatever, Cho. Go back already. I'll use the money Zuko gave me to buy one." Song placed her hands on her hips and scrunched her face up.

"Fine. I'll be trying to stop myself from cooking like a Six-legged Lobstercrab." Cho huffed and stomped back to the Fire Palace.

"You like them?" A deep voice said behind Song a few minutes later.

"Absolutely. They are precious. I've never seen kittens like these." She answered.

"Allow me to buy you one. Which do you like best?" He answered.

"But I don't know--" Song said, turning around. "You." She softly finished. It was Zuko.

"We'll take that one." The young Fire Lord smiled and paid for the kitten, to which he softly placed in her hands. He led her back to the courtyard and smiled as she gingerly stroked the fur.

"You like it?" Zuko asked, unsure if he had done the right thing.

"Yes. But I think I know of something I like more." She smiled and looked at him with suggestive eyes.


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