Disclaimer: I own Avatar as much as Kris the Ninja Pirate owns Mongolia. (I so own Mongolia Insane!)

Author: Yeah, Kris is convinced she owns Mongolia.

Zuko: You're convinced you're sane.

Author: HEY!! You're supposed to be a baby.

Zuko: Sorry to disappoint.

Author: Loser, well anyway, here's another chapter. Obviously.

February 2

Well, my family ruined my birthday. Nothing new there. I just wished, maybe for once, I could have a normal birthday, or a normal day for that matter. Unfortunately my version of normal isn't exactly normal. Well compared to my families anyway.

But back to what happened yesterday…

"How could you get me a sword!?" I shouted, throwing it across the room. "You know I'm against violence dad!" I folded my arms over my chest and stuck my bottom lip down in a pout.

It was about 2 hours before the party started; the servants were just finishing up decorating. My family always gave out gifts before the party for just about any occasion. Don't ask me why, because I honestly don't know.

"Against violence!?" Azulon stared at me with a weird look on his face.

"YES! Because people get hurt, and you know who else gets hurt dad? Animals. Cute, fluffy animals."

"Animals…" He said, his face completely blank.

"I told you." Iroh said smugly. "You should've just got her a cat."

"Iroh! Leave your brother alone." Ila snapped. "Just give him your gift already."

"Fine." He said, shoving a mixing bowl and whisk in my hands. "I figure your going to be a woman anyway."

"ENOUGH!!" Azulon roared, practically spraying the room with fire. Seriously, a good portion of the things in the room were burning, the servants are going to be upset. They had to actually get two of almost everything because my dad has been known to burn things to a crisp when he was upset, which happened often.

He grabbed the bowl and whisk from me and quickly turned them into ashes. Letting out a breath to calm himself, he looked over at us and said, "Well, the party's going to be starting soon. Go get ready." And promptly left the room.

I looked at the now burnt bowl and whisk laying in a mess on the floor. "Great, that would have been perfect for making my special rum raisin cake."

And that was just the beginning of my day! The party hadn't even started yet. To think I was even looking forward to my birthday! Families just know how to ruin everything, don't they?

The sad thing is, is that my family wasn't the worst part. SHE was the worst part; my mom invited her so I guess it was her fault indirectly. But still, she is the most annoying person in the world! Both our moms' thing we would make 'the cutest couple'. I don't think they get that we hate each other…

"Ozai! There you are. I've been looking all over for you." Ila said, running over to me.

"Mom, you promised to leave me alone."

"Yeah, but I noticed you over here, not dancing with anyone so…" She said, suddenly pulling her out of what seemed to be thin air. "How about you-"

"NO!" I cut her off. "You know how much I hate her! Why would I dance with her?"

"No arguments here." She replied, trying to free herself from Ila's grip. Which is incredibly hard by the way, Ila is not one you can easily escape from.

"Oh, come now Ozai, Ursa. You two don't mean that."

"Yes, we do!" We both shouted then glared at each other.

"See you're getting along already."

We both took off in opposite direction before Ila could try anything else. Honestly, why do moms have to be so persistent?

Looking around the ballroom that dad made me use for the party. Iroh was flirting with some older girls. Showing off his muscle. He's not even that ripped! I mean come on, I am way sexier then him. But no one seems to notice my toned arms, divine chin and beautiful eyes!

Slinking into a far corner of the room, I stared wide-eyed as my family made fools of themselves. There was my dad, making bad jokes and winking at the moms who stayed behind.

My mom was laughing loudly at all of his jokes, though seething on the inside. I can tell. Cause mom keeps glaring at the back of dad's head.

And then Iroh, not only does he have three girls on his arms. He's eating all of the food!

I should leave my corner for damage control, but I won't.

"Ozai! There you are, I've been looking for you everywhere! It's time to open gifts!" Ila grabbing my hand and dragged me to a huge pile of brightly wrapped gifts. Sitting me down on my dad's throne. That was dragged into the party room, just for today.

Giggling, a small girl walked up to me. A small box in her hands. "Here you go Prince! I got it just for you."

Tearing off the paper, I moaned, a spear! Why do people think I want to fight! I'm a lover not a fighter! Come on people get with the picture! I smiled at the girl anyway and threw the spear behind my back when she turned away.

Swords, shields, helmets, and a cat? Man this is lame! "NEXT!" I shouted, hoping the next one is better then the others.

"Ozai! You will treat these people nicely! They came here for you!" Ila hissed in my ear.

I sighed again, then picked up the last box, staring at the tag taped to the top.

To: The Prince of Poop, Ozai.

From: The amazing Ursa!

My hands started shaking as I began peeling the paper away, ready to dive out of the way if it exploded. I looked down at what was now in my lap. A black jewelry box. Wow, just wow.

"Umm, thank Ursa, I now know that your taste in gifts is as good as your taste in clothes." I stated.

"Look inside the box you loser!" She shouted.

I opened the lid and peered inside. "You're sick! You got me a dead bird!" I shouted throwing the box out of my lap. To bad it landed in my mom's hair.

"Oh my goodness! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!" Ila threw the bird back into the air. It landed with a soft 'bloop' in the punch. Great, this will now go down as the world's worst birthday.

And that is why family should not be allowed to plan your parties, or even attend them. Or write the guest list for that matter, I can't believe my mom would invite Ursa! Hopefully, after what happened, she'll realize that Ursa and me just don't like each other. Though knowing my mom that won't be happening.

Author: And that's that. Lovely party wasn't it?

Ozai: Yeah, it was just so much fun.

Author: Well the next chapter will be were the weirder stuff will be happening. Promise. And thanks to Kris the ninja pirate for writing the last half once I ran out of stuff to write!

Katara: Yeah, this is the first story you've actually had had her write part of the chapter. She usually just comes up with ideas.

Author: Well this is a different kind of story, I can't just throw something in when I can't think. There actually has to be a point, sometimes.

Katara: Ah, poor you.

Author: Jerk.

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