015. Call Me Princess
A few years after the war, Ty Lee sits with Azula, sipping tea and trying to catch up on endless lost time. The spark is still there. Burning. Flickering. Begging for attention.
Yes, they are still very much in love and it terrifies them.
Neither will say it, of course. Neither will acknowledge the past.
Ty Lee worries that Azula is fragile.
Azula worries that Ty Lee will see her as fragile.
So they drink tea and pretend to be ex-friends and not ex-lovers.
"So, Azula—" begins Ty Lee.
But Azula interrupts coolly, "Call me princess. Understood?"
"Yes, princess." Ty Lee nods.
Azula leans forward, molten tea tightly in her grasp. "What am I?"
"A princess."
"You can at least give me the effort of a full sentence."
"You are a princess."
"Good."
Ty Lee's heart leapt and fluttered and did a couple of flips as she went out on a limb and exclaimed, "Wait! I got that wrong!"
Azula's eyes smoldered. "What?"
"You are my princess." Ty Lee bat her eyelashes.
Azula could not conceal her smirk.
They made eye contact and barely stopped themselves from bursting out into adorable giggles like the fools Azula knew they were.