Well, this is no longer an Advent Calendar, evidently. I'm just making it a drabble series. Doing daily updates during my busiest time of year was probably a bad idea. But I plan to finish this drabble series and update as much as I can. I aim to have it done by January.

"I'm not jealous," Azula said airily, wrapping her robe tightly around herself.

She smelled permanently of beach and her hair was stained with sand. It felt starchy and uncomfortable and she was sure it would terrify servants as soon as she returned. Ty Lee was toying with seashells she collected and looking genuinely miserable. The bonfire of madness was enlightening, but Ty Lee whining about feeling so bad for hurting Azula's feelings was far worse.

"You just, you said we... we were just friends so many times," Ty Lee chimed again and Azula fought the urge to throttle her.

"I know what I said. And I meant it. If you think we would be better off with other people..." Azula waved her hand dismissively and crawled into her bed. Ty Lee caught a glimpse of what was beneath her robe, realized the princess was naked, realized she wanted her desperately, and realized she spent the earlier part of the night trying to get Azula a date other than her.

"I really like you, Azula," Ty Lee murmured, slipping under her own blankets. "A lot."

"Well, you certainly show it by running around with any boy who looks at your tits," Azula said in a silken tone and Ty Lee buried her face in her pillow.

"You felt bad when you laughed at me," Ty Lee stated, almost defensively.

Azula yawned in response. "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. It isn't necessarily for you to decide."

They were silent for some time. Ty Lee worried that their relationship was irreparable. She was keeping her thoughts positive about this vacation, and she had to admit the fire was cathartic. But losing Azula was not worth any of that.

Ty Lee closed her eyes and woke up in the middle of the night. Ugh. She was not going to be able to sleep. Her dreams were of Azula, dreams she should not be having about a princess. Azula was asleep across the room in her bed and Ty Lee gazed at her with a peculiar longing.

She crept into Azula's bed, hoping she would not get her face burned off, and lay down beside Azula. The princess opened her eyes, baffled, and studied Ty Lee closely.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Azula remarked with a small, mocking smirk. Ty Lee slipped under the blankets and Azula did not tell her to go away, although she knew she should.

"Azula," Ty Lee whispered, her heart in her throat. "Men were never enough for me."

She kissed the princess on the lips. Azula resented to admit how much she liked it. And loathed that she could not prove that she could get someone other than Ty Lee to go out with her. The night was a mess, and this damp kiss is messier.

And Ty Lee added, before diving into another kiss, "You're the only thing that will ever satisfy me."

Azula smirked as Ty Lee kissed her again, and trailed her lips down Azula's neck. The princess's golden eyes closed for a moment in either victory or bliss; she was not sure which. As Ty Lee was making remarkably quick work of the robe wrapped around Azula's body, and kissed her all over, feverish burning.

Melodic moans from the princess, and the satisfaction of reigning victorious.

No one will ever be enough for Ty Lee but Azula.