This is horrendously late; the prompt was supposed to be for July 4, but my muse failed to produce inspiration until this morning. (I have sent her to her room without desert.) The good news is, I have an idea of what I'm doing with all this, and I've figured out that all these drabbles are more or less connected, though out of order because of the order of the prompts. I'll probably post the actual chronological order at the very end, just to annoy everyone. Not sure how in-character everyone is in this one, but pregnant!Azula probably gets a pass. And I love Suki and I feel horrible doing this to her, but I know she'll survive.

Also, I knew I rated this thing T for a reason. But they're married, so whatever. A smidge of Kataang ahead as well. Why? Because.

Disclaimer: None of this is mine. I'm just playing with them for a while. (Wait, I lied, the baby's mine. He'll show up again later.)

Fireworks

It was Fire Lady Mai's birthday, and a celebratory fireworks display had been commissioned. Unfortunately for the people inside the palace, the yelling drowned most of them out.

"You idiot! How could you let this happen?"

"It's not like I had any idea she was going to be here!"

"That's just what you want me to think! You still love her, don't you? You're probably planning to sneak off with her later and leave me here to raise your half-breed!"

"'Zula, c'mon, just listen to me, this is the hormones talking…"

"Why should I? Lying scum like you…"

"Me? Azula, you're the one who…"

Katara groaned and buried her head in Aang's robe, trying unsuccessfully to block out the noise. Her brother and Azula arguing was not out of the ordinary, particularly since Azula's pregnancy was making her emotionally unstable, but it wasn't usually this loud.

In an attempt to comfort his fiancée, Aang put his arms around her. "What is it this time?" he sighed, shaking his head.

"Apparently Azula doesn't feel comfortable with Suki being here," muttered Katara, "even though Suki is one of Mai's good friends. There's no reason she shouldn't celebrate Mai's birthday, even if she and Sokka were once together."

After the war, Azula had been placed in a high-security mental asylum. Though most of the group remained in the Fire Nation to help Fire Lord Zuko deal with the remaining political and diplomatic issues, Sokka had been the only one willing to visit her. He had brought her small gifts, often food, and talked to her in attempts to bring her back to herself. Eventually a change had come over her; she'd become calm and rational, more like she once had been, and she'd been allowed out for short periods of time in an attempt to reintegrate her into society. For some reason during those outings, she would allow no one but Sokka to accompany her.

Suki hadn't liked this at all. "Lest you forget," she snapped at Sokka, "she and her posse attacked my girls, stole our uniforms, and threw us all in prison!" Their relationship had become more and more strained as Sokka's trips with Azula became more and more frequent and finally one night Suki had said, "I can't take this any more. I'm going home. Please don't follow me."

Shortly after that, Azula and Sokka's engagement and marriage became one of the most controversial in Fire Nation history. The announcement that the Princess was pregnant soon after the wedding didn't help matters.

Katara rolled her eyes. "I understand that Suki and Azula never got along and I can certainly see why, but I think she's blowing this a little out of proportion."

"Well, I also think Sokka has a point – Azula's been acting more crazy than usual these last few months," replied Aang with a playful grin.

Chuckling, Katara nodded. "Who knew having a baby made you irrational and paranoid?"

Then she noticed something. "Aang…do you hear that?"

"What?"

"The yelling's stopped."

They looked at each other, eyes wide, then crept quietly to the room where the yelling had been coming from. The door was slightly ajar and the only noises coming from it was heavy breathing. Azula's voice mumbled, "Sokka…"

Backing away from the room, Katara shot Aang a mischievous grin. "Well, I guess they worked everything out. Let's go watch some fireworks."