A/N: Hey everyone! I'm super excited right now because the site was down for a while and it literally stopped working in the middle of me posting this chapter-Not fun! Anyway I just have a few things to say- I don't know if you all read my A/N's but if you do then yay!- Anyhow-
First off I want to say sorry for not having done this in previous chapters- it kept slipping my mind- but DISCLAIMER: I do not and -for the foreseeable future- will not own or be owning the Avatar the Last Airbender series, products, merchendise, ect. (No matter how badly I wish I did!)
Second: I thank all of you who have left positive and constructive comments, reading what you guys have to say about my story makes me so happy, and believe it or not it is helping me to become a better writer- so thank you so so much!*Happy Squeal!*
Last but not least: This chapter is another extreamly short chapter- I really did not like the length at all, but merging it with the next chapter messes with the flow of the story in my opinion- BUT! My opinion does not matter- yours does, so tell me if you think the flow would be messed up if I had merged the two chapters!

"But, dear Author, how can we tell you what we think if we do not yet have the next chapter?"

Well, dear readers I have good news! Due to the short length of this chapter- I have decided to post the next one immediently after it! YAY! that way I am happy with the length and flow, and you are happy with more reading material- Win-Win!

I will now stop rambling, enjoy this short instalment!

Chapter 4: Practice (Makes progress)

"Hello, Zuko here…" Zuko was pacing and muttering to himself, conjuring up some form of a speech to present to the avatar. Or at least he would have been if it wasn't for the fact that he was tripping over his own tounge.

Azula almost mentioned that she was also there, but refrained, finding it slightly funny the state of distress her brother was in.

"Though I guess you already know me…Us… UGH!" He spun on his heel and flopped down next to his sister who was sitting with her back against a log, legs overlapping and arms crossed over her chest, lips in a pout as she too pondered what they should say.

"It has to be convincing. WE know that we have changed. We want this war to end as much as they do… now how to get them to see it from our vantage point…" she thought out loud, trying her best to push Zuko's train of thought along.

"How do we get these people to believe we are on their side?!" He asked, exasperated as a bull-frog he had previously been using as an audiance croaked and hopped away.

"You know as much as me Zuzu. And that's saying something."

Zuko rolled his eyes "You're not helping."

"Look, we have a way prove to them we have changed. Now, all we need to do is get a word in before they start trying to kill us." She stated matter-of-factly.

"Right, because that should be so simple."

Azula thought for a moment. "I know, why don't we attack first, get the upper hand. Perhaps if we en-trap them, they will listen to us." she proclimed, holding up a clenched fist.

"…Yeah I don't see that working 'zula."

"Ugh I haven't heard that name since we were half the sizes we are now. What a stupid nickname."

"What, Zuzu is better?"

She shrugged as she stood.

Zuko followed suit, going back to his pacing.

"Maybe acting like uncle? He seems to know how to approach people…" He held his hand to his chin in thought for a moment before muttering in a poorly re-created version of his uncle's accent-

"Zuko…you must look within yourself to find yourself- to protect yourself from your other self, only then can you reveal your true self…"

"…He doesn't actually sound like that, does he?" Azula asked, looking slightly horrifiyed at the notion.

Zuko just groaned and slumped his shoulders. "Maybe I'm just not that good at imperssonations."

Azula sighed "Come on, we have more important matters to deal with. Let's get this over with. Maybe that water peasent will be merciful and use her words as a wepon rather then her water whip." Azula muttered darkly, remebering the sting and red mark that had been left on her skin for days after Ba Sing Se.

"Azula, no matter what they do, do not attack." Zuko warned, straightening up.

"Obviously. I also believe we should apologize for…" She trailed off akwardly.

"Yeah…" He muttered. Neither of them really wanting to bring up how they had- on multiple occasions- tried to kill the very people they were trying to join forces with.

This was going to be so easy!

Like I said- Way too short! But don't worry, the next one is coming at you in a few minutes! Stay tuned!