AN: IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK.

Requested by Flamey-O's Insta

constipation

Rohan was learning new words.

Jinora sat peacefully in the gazebo, her legs outstretched and a book in her lap. She snacked on apple slices. A cool breeze wafted over her from the ocean, bringing with it the briny smell of the bay and the distant call of pigeon-koi.

Distantly she heard the pad of tiny feet. A small smile came to her lips, but she did not look up from her book, didn't move except to take another slice of apple from the cloth napkin next to her.

"What are you up to, Rohan?" She called, flipping a page in her book. The pad of feet ceased. She looked up to see her youngest sibling standing at the edge of the gazebo looking sheepish. His head was recently shaven. Jinora recalled having seen paintings of her grandfather as a child. Rohan looked just like him. It was eerie.

Rohan cocked his head at her, his hands folded behind his back. The six year old air bender was perhaps more curious even than Ikki, though he was much more polite than his elder sister. "Whatcha reading?"

Jinora glanced down at her book. "A Dance with Dragons. I don't know if you'd like it. It's a little bloody." She replied, holding it up for him to see the cover. He blinked his understanding but elected to ignore her warning.

"Can I read it with you?" Jinora blinked at him uncertainly, glancing down at the page before deciding it wasn't a big deal. She nodded her assent and scooted where she sat, clearing a space for her baby brother. He scrambled up the steps to the gazebo and settled in next to her, leaning over her lap for a better look.

She settled an arm around his shoulders and pulled the book up for both of them to see. Rohan squirmed and reached for it, his face twisting with concentration.

"Fire and smoke sew-sew-sur-sur—."

"Surged." Jinora offered.

"-surged up around her. She watched as the twin dragons circled around her. She could not deseper—."

"Decipher."

"—decipher what it was they were trying to say; she could only stare up at the magnificent creatures in udder constipation."

Jinora's eyes went wide and she let out a nervous laugh. "Ah, no, Rohan. Not constipation. Consternation."

"What does that mean?"

"It's like confusion." Jinora offered, smiling awkwardly.

"Oh." Rohan muttered, nodding slowly. "Well, that makes much more sense."