It was Azula's thirteenth birthday, and she about to get something way cooler than that "Live Laugh Love" journal that Ozai had gotten way back in the day when he'd become a teenager. That was right, hoes. She was about to lead her first war meeting.
"Princess, Admiral Zhao's troop has been driven back from the Pohuai Stronghold," a general announced. "His men are cut off from supplies and reinforcements."
"Have the cavalry from Gaipan and the other colonies pass through the mountains and attack the earthbenders from the opposite side. By komodo-rhino, they will be fast enough to deliver supplies to our stranded troops," Azula instructed wisely. "Then, we will redouble our attack. The earthbenders stand no chance fighting a war on two fronts."
Suddenly, Ozai heelied into the war room, wearing shutter shades, a mesh crop top that said "my eyes are up here (only Steve is allowed to look at my abs)," and booty shorts that said "heelies to escape my feelies" on the ass.
"I'm so tired of formal wear," he remarked, climbing onto the throne. Unused to his new heelies, he nearly tripped going up the stairs.
"Dad… why…" Azula groaned, covering her face with her hands. She couldn't look. Maybe one day, she would be a powerful enough firebender to burst into flame on the spot just so she wouldn't have to deal with this.
"Are you too cool to be around your old man now that you're a teenager?" Ozai asked innocently. "Am I embarrassing you?"
"Dad…" Azula whined. If anyone needed some heelies to escape their feelies, it was her.