Hehe… Suck it up Azula.

…o0o…

Azula stood in front of her full-length mirror, examining her appearance. Smirking, she swivelled to and fro, relishing in the powerful and menacing air that she emanated.

"Azuuuuuuuuuuuuulaaaaaaaaa!!"

Azula whirled around at the sound of the voice. It was familiar, but she couldn't quite place it. Her eyes darted about her room, but she saw no one. She prowled around her room, waiting for the intruder to make the mistake of speaking again.

"Azuuuuuuuuuuuuulaaaaaaaa!"

"What?" She barked. "What do you want?"

"I've been wanting to tell you this ever since I first laid eyes on you Azuuuuuuuulaaaaa!"

Azula smacked her forehead. Not another crazed fanboy. She honestly didn't know how she attracted them – seeing as she incarcerated each and every one of them. She growled softly.

"What??"

"…It's just that - "

"Continue."

" - you are the most - "

That was all she needed to hear. It was another crazed admirer. It had to be. No one else could start a sentence with 'It's just that, you are the most' and not finish it with a rushed pronouncement of how beautiful she was when she was angry, etcetera etcetera.

"Before you finish, I am in a good mood tonight. If you are an admirer of any description, I shall turn around and allow you to leave with your life. I suggest you take this chance."

"But Azuuuuuuuulaaaaaaaa! I'm not admirer! Besides, I just wanted to say… are you ready for this Azuuuuuuuuulaaaaaaa? It's been a looooooooong time coming, let me assure you."

Azula hesitated slightly. "Continue."

"Azuuuuuulaaaaaaaaa, you are the most uptight pretentious idiot it has ever been my misfortune to meet!"

Azula's left eye twitched.

"Wha - "

"You are an insufferable moron who is self-obsessed!"

"Look - "

"I have a slight aneurism every time I picture your face it is that hideous!"

"Shut u - "

"Your clothes make you look fat and hippy! Your butt most certainly looks gargantuan in that misshapen rag you call an outfit! I have seen hogmonkies with greater fashion sense than you!!!"

Azula gave up trying to shut the intruder up, and quickly turned to burning them out. Flames licked the sides of the walls, engulfing her bed and desk, along with all of her other possessions.

"You must truly be a delusional git if you think you can get me that way! I'm up here oh royal pain in the backside!"

Azula winced. Not because she had just destroyed everything she owned. Not because she was insulted by the intruder. She winced because it was a pathetic insult.

"Look you, I don't know - "

"Anything!! You don't know anything! You would be as sharp as a serpents tooth if you weren't as dim as dishwater! You're a moron! A nincompoop! An idiot of the idiotus maximus variety! You are stupid! Inept! You are a ditz! A klutz! You are thick, dense, slow, dull, dim-witted and painfully foolish! You, Azuuuuulaaaaaaa, are a jerk. And your hair is ugly. So there."

The voice then began to blow raspberries at her. Glaring at a lamp as though it were the perpetrator, she set her room on fire once more.

"Up here oh royal blindness."

Azula looked up just in time to see Zuko, hanging upside-down from a chandelier, a bottle of cactus juice in one hand, the other waving at her vigorously. She smirked. Calling blue flames to her finger tips, she aimed a shot at her brother – but missed. He somersaulted through the air and vaulted through her window.

"Bye Azulaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Azula smacked herself on the forehead again. That was the second time in two days that someone had done that. There was a knock on the door.

"WHAT?"

A very frightened captain (the very same one from the previous night) poked his head around the door.

"Would you like me to arrange another stop at the closest port milady?"

Azula glared at him, snarling, "And why would I want you to do that?"

The captain sighed, knowing he was probably shortening his life expectancy with every word he said.

"You just destroyed all of your belongings - "

"I am aware of that. I can survive."

" – including the maps of the earth kingdom and it's surrounding waters that we need to navigate the area."

Azula's roar of fury and frustration rattled through the whole ship. Some soldiers even started to cry.

…o0o…

Well, there you go! Another annoyed Azula. (and some alliteration! Yay! Alliteration!) The window was actually a porthole I guess. But a sizeable one… so I said window. How you liked it! Please review! Any ideas for any more drabbles would be most appreciated.