A/N- GAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! It's been FOREVER!!!!!! OMG, thank you all so much for being patient! DDDDD8 I know how frustrated I get when people don't update their stories.

Okay, things you should know, are Aang and Kikan are visiting the Fire Nation. See? He kept that promise! XD

Enjoy people! *hopes fans haven't abandoned her 8DDD;;* R&R (P.S.- Kikan- 12, Daini -10, Xai-7, Zen-4)

DISCLAIMER- I own nothing. DDX Epic sad face.

"Gaze into my magic crystal ball and see the FUTURE!" Xai said in an overdramatic voice raising her arms over her head, wiggling her fingers.

Daini raised an eyebrow at her younger sister, not really getting into the mood of the make-believe they were playing. While Xai may have seen a gypsy wagon with rare clothes and jewels, all she saw was a blanket thrown over them, a towel around her sister's head, and an ice ball she'd created for the occasion.

"Xai, you look ridiculous." she stated bluntly, crossing her arms over her chest, frowning. Xai looked at her sister blankly before slowly lowering her arms and pouting.

"Can't you at least TRY to pretend, Daini?" she whined, slumping her skinny shoulders. Daini remained impassive as she stared back, silently telling her sister she refused.

"Aww, come on Ni Ni! Zen's doing it!" Xai argued, pointing at their younger brother who was gazing into the ice ball with a look of intense concentration as if he'd see his future swirling around. He was wearing a red scarf around his neck instead of a lopsided turban like his sister.

Daini scowled.

"Zen's six years younger than me. Besides. Only babies play make-believe." she snorted, rolling her eyes as if this was common knowledge. At this, Zen looked up, shocked at first, then, when the impact hit, his eyes shown with hurt from her words. Xai looked from Zen to Daini, and then narrowed her eyes at her older sister reproachfully.

Zen was touchy on the subject of being called a baby. He was quite proud of his age and liked to believe he was like his brother and sisters. In fact, Zen was sensitive in general. His lack of speech was replaced with acute sensitivity to words and other's energies. He was living up to his name in that sense, for Zen meant balance of energy.

"NI NI! Look what you did!" she scolded, scooting over to sit with her younger brother and hugging him close to comfort him. She looked down at Zen who was starting to cry silently into her shirt. "You know how sensitive he is! Besides, he's NOT a baby. He's four-years-old." The a-matter-of-fact voice Xai said it in made a muscle Daini's cheek twitch with irritation.

She huffed as Xai bent down to detach Zen from her shirt and looked him in the face, softly stroking his thick hair away from his eyes. An image of Xai playing with her dolls came to Daini's mind for an instant, the gesture reminding her of what Xai did to calm her 'crying' toys.

"Don't be sad, Zen. Daini didn't mean it…" she reassured him softly, wiping his tears with the red scarf around his shoulders. Zen whimpered a little in response, and then nodded, roughly wiping his cheeks with the back of his hand. Zen was quick to change moods, balancing out one by switching to another.

Regret seeped into Daini's chest, and she tried to look angry, but she felt bad for making Zen cry. Now she was caught between a scowl and a guilty pout. Zen hadn't deserved her insult, and she knew it. He never did anything wrong except maybe break vases and bowls now and then when he tried to do things himself. Those were accidents though. He'd never yelled at anyone, unlike his siblings who were constantly fighting. In fact, most of the time, Zen was the one to get his brother and sisters to stop fighting.

He had this thing that he did with his eyes. For whatever reason, all he had to do was give them all a penetrating look and it would make everyone stop arguing and apologize for being jerks. Xai had once asked Kikan if Zen was magical, but the theory had just made him laugh. Xai had punched him in the arm for that.

Speaking of Zen's weird eye-thing, he was staring at her now, his eyes red around the edges from wiping them free of tears. He looked so sweet and innocent and that did it for Daini. She sighed in defeat, smiling at her brother apologetically. It was impossible to stay mad at the kid.

Gently, she took his tiny hand in hers and scooted a little closer to where he sat so she could look at him properly.

"I'm sorry I called you a baby, Zen. I was wrong. Forgive me?" she asked, sincerely and hopefully, spreading her arms for an apology-hug. She didn't have to wait long for Zen to decide, for the minute she made the apologetic gesture, he was crawling into her lap, wrapping his small arms around her and snuggling into her tunic affectionately. He took his face away from the blue fabric long enough to give her a forgiving smile, his bright, steely-grey eyes gazing up at her, silently telling her it was okay and he understood.

Daini giggled and squeezed him tightly before setting him down beside her again.

Xai was smiling appreciatively at the two of them like a spectator watching a sport with their team in the lead, her hands resting on her knees. She looked like she wanted to say something, but, for once, she held her tongue instead of bursting out with a remark. Their mother always said she got her wit from Uncle Sokka.

"Now that that's settled, let's get back to our game!" she exclaimed, clapping excitedly. Just as soon as the excitement came, it was gone as she cleared her face of all emotion and sat up straighter, falling into her role as the fortune teller.

"Hey, I never said I wanted to play." Daini said, causing one of Xai's eyes to open and peer at her curiously. "I still think this game is silly."

Before Xai could retort to her sister's complaint, she was interrupted.

"What game is silly?" asked a soft voice from the entrance of the little clubhouse. All three heads turned to see their mother peeking through the entrance.

"Daini thinks make-believe is silly!" Xai replied loudly, pointing at said kill-joy, and cutting off Daini's argument effectively.

Katara raised an eyebrow.

"Really?" she said, looking at Daini who was too busy shooting eye-daggers at Xai to notice. "I don't think it's silly. Would you mind if I played?"

Daini's head quickly turned to look at her mother, her brown locks fanning out, almost hitting Zen in the face. She gaped at her mother as though she had just suggested they ride a rabid platypus-bear.

"Mom!" she whined.

"What?" Katara asked innocently, an amused smile forming on her lips.

Daini didn't reply, for she couldn't quite grasp why her mother at the good age of 32 would want to play an immature game like make-believe.

"Sure! You can play mom!" Xai agreed, patting the area next to Zen who was smiling also, mimicking his sister's actions.

"Thank you, 'Aunt' Xai." Katara replied.

"Aunt?" Xai asked curiously.

Katara slipped inside and sat beside Zen.

"Well, you're dressed like a fortune teller and it just reminded me of when daddy, Uncle Sokka and I went to a village and had our fortunes told. The fortune teller's name was Aunt Wu."

"Ohh! What did Aunt Wu tell you?" Xai asked, bouncing with excitement.

Katara laughed.

"I asked her to tell me my fortune so many times that I can't remember any of them really!" Then she stopped laughing and smiled distantly. "But I do remember one fortune as clear as day. Aunt Wu told me that I would marry a powerful bender."

"Daddy!" Zen cried, grinning. Katara laughed again and placed Zen in her lap.

"Yes, I strongly believe she meant daddy as well. She hasn't been wrong in any of her predictions yet." she said, ruffling Zen's hair. Xai was gazing in awe, inspired by this "Aunt Wu" character.

"I want to try!" Xai squealed. She crouched over the ice ball and concentrated on its swirled center.

Daini watched, slightly interested after hearing about Aunt Wu. Maybe, since Aunt Wu was real, this game wasn't so bad…

"What do you see?" Katara whispered so as not to interrupt the fortune telling process.

"I see…" Xai began, but her prediction was interrupted by a large growl from her stomach. She giggled sheepishly and clutched her growling belly.

"Lunch?" she suggested hopefully.

Everyone burst out laughing, (including Daini) before Katara recovered, grinned at her daughter and said,

"Excellent prediction."

A/N- …Yeah, I lied. It wasn't about cooking. XDDDD

I hope you like it anyway, because I'm really worried this didn't turn out well. DDD8

Leave me some comments if you could all be so kind. 8DDD;;