Chapter 3
Katara hung up the phone handset, letting out a heavy sigh at the conclusion of her conversation with the head of the surgical ward. Katara was not given the opportunity to indulge her thoughts for too long as she became distracted by the voices coming from the downstairs living room. It appeared that Yue and Azula were having a rather heated discussion, coming close to an actual row.
Her wives stopped with their back and forth as Katara went to rejoin them, both Yue and Azula facing her with an expectant stare. "It was the hospital," Katara confirmed. "I'm suspended without pay until the completion of an inquiry. If I'm cleared, I guess they'll reimburse me. But it's really not about that," she shrugged. It really was about whether she had actually made a mistake or not. Even if it was not a fatal one, a patient, a young boy had been in pain because of her… perhaps not negligence, but simply not having done the best she could. Katara knew that the guilt of such a mistake would gnaw at her for a long time to come.
"I'm sorry to hear that," Yue sighed. "I'm mad that they would even investigate your work! You're one of their best surgeons!"
"I agree, but it does seem like a standard procedure," Azula said, with more reason and less emotion, as Katara had come to expect of her. "Anyway, nice attempt at deflection," Azula glared at Yue. "Can you believe that this dumbass is now trying to backpedal? She has suddenly decided against her return to professional Pai Sho!"
"I just don't want all of our friends to be mad at me!" Yue exclaimed, looking deeply unhappy. "I really didn't think it through, I'm afraid, but Pai Sho world title isn't as important to me as my friendships are."
"Tell her she's being ridiculous," a very exhausted Azula gestured at Katara.
"Yue, I think you're acting before thinking," Katara said. She shared Yue's concern about this decision damaging their friendships with the rest of the group, but she didn't see that as Yue's fault in the slightest. Yue had begun to feel bad as soon as Azula had told her about Zuko's angry reaction, and then she had called both Aang and Toph to talk it through with them. Aang had been neutral and even a little supportive, but Toph had been rather acerbic and expressed some annoyance which had further upset Yue.
"I think friends who don't respect your right to do this are not very good friends, if you ask me," Azula stated. Katara opened her mouth to object, and so did Yue, but it seemed as if they both actually struggled to think of a cogent argument to make. At least to Katara it didn't feel as if Azula was saying anything wrong. "They're acting like it's somehow their decision to whom the title should go. That's just unfair. They have no right to feel so entitled," Azula added.
"I have to say, I think Azula is onto something here," Katara nodded in agreement. "Also, you know that Suki is already in the middle of preparing her articles about your return to competition. The new Harmony Ring comes out in a couple of days."
"I'm sure Suki can still give the order to stop the presses," Yue suggested weakly.
"And how do you think she will feel about having to do that at the last moment?" Katara asked. "You're going to be dealing with a very angry Suki Arya, and I'm sorry to say it, Yue, but that one actually will be deserved."
Yue gasped, covering her face with her palms, looking like she was about to start crying. "I can't believe I'm under so much stress already and the first tournament is two months away!" she gasped.
"This is completely unnecessary stress that you're creating for yourself," Azula groaned. "You always do this, Yue. Or at least you used to do it back in the juniors. I thought you had taken care of it as a pro, but apparently I was wrong because the annoying old attitude is back."
"What annoying old attitude?" Yue glared, looking a little upset with Azula.
"Your lack of killer instinct? The way you're giving up at the first sign of pressure?" Azula demanded. "It just makes everyone around you think that you don't really care and you aren't really committed. And sure, if you're not committed, then why bother? Why waste my and Katara's time coaching you?"
"I am committed!" Yue protested, looking angrier and angrier. Katara was becoming seriously concerned whether Azula was pushing Yue a little too far. "I really do want this!"
"Then prove it!" Azula snapped. "Or are you going back to your Pai Sho students tomorrow and telling them that you're too chickenshit to challenge for the title and so you're going to roll over and give up? I'm sure that is really going to inspire your students to reach for the stars!"
"Azula…" Katara began warningly, but her words were left ignored.
"I can't believe you would say something so cruel to me," Yue said, looking very upset. "You're crossing a line, Azula."
"I'm cruel and crossing a line?" Azula repeated, looking incredulous. "You know who was being cruel and crossing a line? Zuko, with the way he spoke about you when he came around. Zuko said that he didn't think you were good enough to achieve anything, and that everyone who knows anything about Pai Sho thinks that you've only achieved anything because of me and Katara. Personally, I think that's complete bullshit. What do you say, Kat?" Azula turned towards her.
"I think it's a highly insulting and disrespectful comment to make," Katara replied with a firm shake of the head. She didn't love the way Azula threw Zuko under the bus, but she also hadn't loved hearing Zuko say all those disparaging things about Yue, so it wasn't as if they were misrepresenting the issue. "I think that Yue is every bit as good as you and me," Katara said. "Remember Omashu. Those finals when we shared both the gold medal and the bed for the first time. It was obviously a reflection of us being completely and utterly equal."
"Are you going to disagree with that?" Azula smiled, facing Yue again.
"No… no, obviously not," Yue admitted, looking a little deflated.
"Good," Azula nodded. "In that case, if you agree that we're all equals, and Katara and I both have our world championship titles, who else deserves this title?"
"I… I do?" Yue said, timidly at first, but then she stood a little taller, confidence visibly flowing through her. "Yes, you're damn right, I do deserve it!"
"Agni, I can't fucking believe my own ears," Azula groaned, appearing very relieved. "At least we got there in the end."
"Well done," Katara smiled, sharing Azula's relief. For a moment, she had feared that they had pushed Yue too far.
"I'm still a little mad about some of the things you shouted at me just now," Yue said, walking up to Azula so that they were almost face to face. Katara tensed, fearing that her wives were about to fight, but instead Yue grabbed Azula by the shoulders and pulled her into the kind of searing kiss that made them both gasp and moan, while Katara merely gaped at them both, her face feeling very flush as she watched the mildly angry make-out session taking place in front of her.
"Well, not that mad, I guess," Azula managed after she and Yue had stopped sucking on each other's faces, both of them a little flushed from the effort. For Katara, this served as a sharp reminder that it had been five long days since they had last seriously fooled around in the bedroom, and that maybe later in the evening it was time to dip into the drawer full of sex toys.
"I love that our arguments rarely get worse than the ones which can be solved by some angry kissing," Katara couldn't stop herself from giggling.
"Or something else, but that's for later," Yue grinned, seemingly sharing Katara's feelings on what the conclusion to their evening should involve.
"Okay, rein it in, you two," Azula laughed, even if she was failing to hide her own excitement. "Now that we have agreed that you're staying the course, Yue, how about we sit down and start working on your tournament schedule?"
"Now? You want to do that… now?" Yue blinked. Azula shrugged, as if she did not understand the reasons behind Yue's incredulity. "Ugh, let's leave that for another day. I want to do something relaxing after all this arguing. Something that doesn't involve Pai Sho."
"We could cuddle on the sofa and watch some reruns of Charlie's Angels?" Katara suggested.
"We could do that," Azula nodded. "Or… or we could go out and catch a movie. There's a new release that is apparently getting rave reviews."
"I might be in the mood for a movie," Yue nodded, smiling. "Something relaxing and brainless, or maybe even a bit romantic."
"Oh yes, I hear it's very romantic," Azula said. "It's called Friday the 13th."
"That doesn't sound very romantic to me," Katara frowned, not liking the sneaky grin she had spotted ghosting Azula's expression for a moment. Katara had a feeling that this Friday the 13th movie was probably not very romantic after all.
"So," Aang said, holding the latest edition of The Harmony Ring in his hand as he browsed the magazine. "That's three articles about Yue in just this one edition. I guess the comeback is happening after all."
"I guess so," Toph shrugged. They were sitting at a table in the downstairs living room of the two-story house Zuko and Sokka rented together with Ty Lee and Jin, although Zuko and Sokka covered about three quarters of the rent. "I was so sure that she was going to reconsider after my little chat with her," Toph sighed. "I wonder what made Yue change her mind again, because I thought I had her on the ropes."
"Probably Azula and Katara," Zuko frowned. He had called this little meeting of their Pai Sho alliance in order to strategize ahead of the next world championship cycle, due to begin in December. Yue's unexpected comeback was throwing a spanner in their plans in a major way, and Zuko wanted to make sure that they were all on the same page.
"Well, have fun plotting," Sokka said, peeking into living room, holding Kya by the hand. "We're going outside for a few hours."
"I hope you're not taking Kya to visit her treacherous aunts," Zuko frowned. "Like I told you, that house is off limits for our child."
"You did tell me that, and I dismissed you for being ridiculous," Sokka snorted. "You can't keep Kya away from her aunties, especially from Kat. I love you, Zuko, but that's just not happening. Not because of some ridiculous Pai Sho feud."
"It's not ridiculous!" Zuko protested.
"Hey, don't be too hasty, Zuko," Toph spoke up. "Maybe Sokka should take Kya to the International House of Lesbians after all. He might overhear something useful about Yue's plans."
"I'm not spying for you, dumbasses," Sokka sighed.
"But you totally should, though," Zuko suddenly seemed really taken by the idea. "You could ask Yue what tournaments she's planning to take part in. We don't need you to write down her entire schedule, but if you could at least find out about her first tournament, that would really help us."
"You just don't know when to quit, do you?" Sokka groaned, starting to look frustrated. "Come on, Kya, we're leaving."
"Kya, tell your daddy that he's being stubborn," Zuko sighed at the retreating pair.
Kya pointed back at him and said in an innocent voice. "Daddy, you're being stubborn." Sokka, Aang and Toph were immediately dying from laughter. Zuko tried to maintain his disapproving frown, but eventually he started to laugh as well.
"Damn, that was brutal," Toph gasped, wiping her eyes. "Destroyed by your own kid."
"Okay, shush now," Zuko said, trying to restore some order to their meeting. "I'll admit, maybe I was being a little ridiculous. We still have more than a month to find out all about Yue's plans."
"With a massive Winter Solstice tournament here in Ba Sing Se, I think it's dead certain that Yue will be taking place in that event," Toph said confidently.
"Yes, I agree completely," Aang said in agreement. After a brief moment of thought, Zuko nodded as well. "But guys, I'm starting to think that maybe we're fixating on Yue way too much. We have way more competition than just Yue."
"I suppose," Zuko shrugged. "But they're all known factors to us. Yue hasn't been around for eight years, but we can expect her to play at a very high level. Which one of us can even remember how to play her?"
"Eh," Toph shrugged. "I remember wiping the floor with her almost every time."
"Lucky you," Aang sighed. "I never had much luck with her."
"I seem to remember having mixed results against her," Zuko said, scratching his head. "We'll need to find and study our old notations, although I guess her style might have changed over the years. See, this is why I want to be cautious with her. She's totally the dark horse here."
"Well, that's true, I suppose, but remember what has happened every time when we focused on the wrong things," Aang reminded them. "Piandao snuck in and stole the title. And not just once, but twice! If everything had gone as we had planned, we all would have the title of a world champion by now."
"Well, you have little reason to complain, Twinkletoes," Toph snorted. "You got yours. It's Zuko and I who got robbed of ours."
"Don't worry, I remember the terms of our agreement," Aang sighed. "I'm going to help both you and Zuko get your titles before I seriously aim for my second."
"I knew we could count on you to respect the terms of our illicit little alliance," Toph smirked. "The question is, which one of us are we backing for the next cycle, me or Zuko?"
"Do you want to decide on that now, before the cycle has even begun?" Zuko asked.
"I don't see how knowing where we stand could be a bad thing," Toph said. "And I already have a suggestion." Both Zuko and Aang peered intently at her. "I think it's safe and not at all arrogant to assume we're all making it into the finals. I mean, we're just that good."
"Sure, that didn't sound arrogant at all," Aang laughed.
"Shut up, Twinkletoes," Toph growled, kicking Aang under the table. "Anyway, let's do it this way. Whichever of us is ahead at the halfway mark in the finals, Zuko, that's our guy or girl for this cycle. If I'm leading, you're going to support me, deal?"
"Sure," Zuko nodded, finding the suggestion more than fair. This is how they had handled the matter in the first cycle of their alliance. Toph had been ahead at the halfway mark in the finals, and so he and Aang had tried to play the other competitors especially hard while handing Toph easy wins. But even with that tactic, Toph had stumbled and Piandao had snuck in to steal the title. Zuko was hoping that they would have better luck executing this strategy in the upcoming cycle.
"So, assuming that we don't manage to put Yue off Pai Sho with some crushing defeats," Toph continued. "I'm guessing that she's likely to squeeze into the finals together with us. Between the four of us and Piandao, that just leaves one spot free. Who do you reckon will take it?" she asked.
"I think it's going to be Jeong-Jeong," Zuko replied, having thought about it for a while. "I know he just turned seventy, but he played some of his best Pai Sho in the previous cycle. I think he'll continue in the same vein."
"Ugh, you're so wrong, Zuko. Jeong-Jeong is way past his prime," Toph snorted. "I think Haru is finally going to get a look in. And then we'll humiliate him in the finals." Zuko and Toph both chuckled at that. "What about you, Twinkletoes? Who do you think will make it?"
"I'm not sure," Aang replied, scratching the top of his head. "I think it's going to be some surprise candidate. Maybe Yue isn't the only one who's going to make a comeback."
"Yeah, like who else could make a comeback?" Toph laughed. "Zuko's dad?" Zuko frowned at that, not finding the joke particularly funny. Ozai's condition hadn't changed over the past six years and he still somehow clung to life, and all this time Zuko still experienced the occasional episode where he imagined receiving the news that his father was somehow back on his feet again.
"No, I don't think Ozai is coming back," Aang shook his head. "But what about that crony of his who faded into obscurity years ago?"
"Zhao?" Zuko asked. "Yeah, I don't think he'll dare to come back. Azula said she has plenty of dirt on Zhao Sakamoto to keep him from showing his face in public again."
"Well, okay, I guess it won't be him then," Aang shrugged. "Still, I think we're going to see another surprise comeback taking place."
"I'm telling you, Jin," Jet Patel said, sitting at the counter of the Jasmine Dragon teahouse where Jin Huang worked at. He was slightly slurring his speech as a result of occasionally emptying some of his whiskey flask into his tea. Jin was frowning but she didn't say anything. Jet had made a habit of stopping by whenever he felt a burning need to pour his heart out to a friend who was not too close. Despite Jin trying to encourage Jet to actually talk to his as good as wife about the issues, Jet seemed reluctant to take the advice, finding it easier to talk to her. And it wasn't as if Jin really minded it. The conversations made her evening shifts pass quicker.
"You were telling me what, Jet?" Jin asked, after Jet had been caught staring off into space once again.
"Right," Jet nodded, slowly gathering his thoughts. "I'm telling you, Jin, there's nothing left for me in this no-good city. It clearly doesn't want me here. It's trying to gobble me up and spit out the remains."
"That's a bit dramatic, don't you think?" Jin shrugged. "Suki clearly wants you here. And the rest of your friends do so as well."
"Ah yes, Suki, good old Suki," Jet sighed. "She deserves better than this beaten-up wreck of a man," Jet jabbed himself in the chest. "And the rest of my friends, well, they only care about the cocktails I make at our parties."
"Now you're being very unfair," Jin sighed, shaking her head. "I clearly care about you, or else I wouldn't turn a blind eye to you fortifying your tea all the time. And if I didn't care about you, I would tell on you to Suki, because if I'm perfectly honest, you really should be talking about this with her."
"Well, you care about me because you have a heart of gold, Jinny," Jet grinned. "Remind me, why have I never made a move on you?"
"Who says you haven't?" Jin shot back, blushing heatedly.
"Oh, I did? Did it work?" Jet asked. Jin shook her head, glaring. "Damn. I want to say that's too bad, but it probably would have caused a lot of drama."
"Well, you were really drunk that one time, so we all forgave you," Jin shrugged her shoulders, then walking off to serve another late customer at the Jasmine Dragon.
"Aren't you wondering whether you might have missed out on something amazing?" Jet asked after Jin had returned, having sent her customer on their way with a steaming cup of chai latte. Apparently, Jet had decided against dropping this embarrassing line of conversation. "I mean, Ty Lee must have told you some stories from the war," he added with a meaningful wink.
"I know everyone thinks Ty has loose lips, but she doesn't blabber about things like her past indiscretions," Jin snapped, a little more harshly than she had intended. "Well, not much, at any rate. Anyway, I think your drunkenness got us sidetracked. Were you going somewhere with that sad whine about Ba Sing Se no longer wanting you here and Suki deserving something better than what you can provide?"
"Oh, that," Jet blinked. "Yeah, maybe I was going somewhere with that."
"Why can't you talk with Suki about how unhappy you clearly are?" Jin asked softly. "She deserves to know. I think she would understand you better than anyone. I mean, you've been together for more than six years, and some time before the war as well."
"She does deserve to know, and I will eventually tell her, but she won't understand, Jin," Jet sighed. "None of you would. You'd have to be there to understand."
"Maybe you could talk to-" Jin was about to speak Ty Lee's name, before she stopped and reconsidered. She didn't doubt Ty Lee's devotion to her, especially now that they were raising a child together, and Ty Lee at the age of thirty was a much more dependable person than she'd been in her late teens when Jin had first come to work alongside her at the Jasmine Dragon. But still, the experience of Yu Dao was something unique that Ty Lee shared with Jet, and Jin felt a little threatened by it. Maybe she didn't want Ty Lee to reminisce about the past with Jet, especially when that past involved them having loads and loads of desperate sex. "To a therapist," she instead finished lamely.
"Please," Jet snorted. "That's just a waste of money, and I'm not exactly swimming in it right now."
"Okay, I guess talking with anyone here about it is out of the question," Jin sighed, feeling mildly frustrated with Jet. "What's your plan, then?" she asked.
"I've been having an itch to revisit the old haunting grounds," Jet confessed.
"What old haunting grounds?" Jin asked, then quickly realizing what Jet had meant. "Wait, you mean Yu Dao? You want to go back to Yu Dao?"
"Why not?" Jet shrugged. "It's where the old gang is. I could meet up with Bee, Longshot, Pipsqueak and the Duke. I could maybe even get an audience with the governor. Do you know I almost single handedly rescued her during the war? She was really grateful for it, too."
"I bet she was," Jin said, looking skeptical. "One of your tall tales, is it, Jet?"
"Wait, you don't believe me?" Jet looked affronted. "I totally banged Kori Morishita and she couldn't get enough of me."
"I think you're making it up now," Jin snorted, even if she didn't exactly doubt Jet. Stories about the two-term governor of Yu Dao and her legendary promiscuity were floated often by her political rivals, but they didn't seem to stick at all, because Kori simply ignored everything that was being said and her supporters didn't seem to care. "Anyway, she's happily married now, so I doubt she'll give you a private audience."
"I'm almost eager to make a bet on that," Jet laughed. "But… maybe I won't be back to collect my winnings."
"What?" Jin gasped. "Jet, what the heck are you talking about? You can't just leave and not come back! You can't be such an asshole to Suki! This isn't something I will keep from her!"
"Hush, please," Jet implored, looking around. "I'm going to tell her soon, I promise. I'm not leaving without having explained myself. Not that Suki still won't try to physically restrain me from leaving."
"But why are you so set on leaving?" Jin asked, still feeling completely dumbstruck by Jet's entire plan. "Why do you think that Yu Dao will embrace you in a way that Ba Sing Se doesn't?"
"There are a lot of reasons, Jinny," Jet sighed. "All my old comrades are still in Yu Dao. They went through the same harrowing experiences as I did. They get me the way nobody else does. And honestly, I've missed them so much. I haven't seen Bee and the others since the end of the war. Phone calls just aren't enough. Especially with Longshot," Jet laughed at that comment. Jin had no idea what was so funny about it.
"Okay, you miss your friends, surely that's something regular visits can fix, right?" Jin asked. "And they can come to Ba Sing Se. We'd all love to meet them."
"That's not a bad idea, but there's more," Jet smiled. "I spoke with Bee a couple of weeks ago. The four of them have put their savings together and they're renovating a lovely little place in downtown Yu Dao. They're thinking about opening a pub that's going to cater to old veterans of the war in particular. You know, like a place of gathering for all of us, forgotten souls. Apparently, places like that are in high demand back in Yu Dao. Many of those who served stayed behind to help rebuild, you know."
"Actually," Jin hesitated, feeling a little overwhelmed by emotion. She still didn't like the idea of Jet giving up on his relationship with Suki, but she also had to admit that there was something painfully beautiful about the concept behind this pub that Jet was explaining to her. The idea just seemed to be so full of genuine emotion and caring. "That is… kind of beautiful," she admitted. "And they're willing to give you a job?"
"Oh please, they are begging for me to come over," Jet laughed. "They know I'm a wizard behind the bar."
"Hmm," Jin muttered, her expression softening. "You know, I can't be mad at you for wanting this, Jet. But you have to be fair with Suki about it. Promise that you'll let her know about your plans soon."
"Yeah, I will," Jet sighed. "It's just been so hard to gather the courage to do that. I already know that even if Suki might understand why I want to do this, she'll still be so mad with me that I might end up getting kicked down a flight of stairs…"
Joo Dee Feng had never been a fan of Azula Nakamura. The enmity between them ran back to their early teenage years, specifically to that one instance when Joo Dee had spied on Azula drunkenly making out with her Water Tribe whores in the ladies' room during the post-tournament celebration party. Joo Dee had reported what she'd seen to her father, and he had then told on Azula to Ozai, which had apparently landed Azula in hot water with her father. Ever since that incident, there had been bad blood between Joo Dee and Azula's little cabal of sycophants.
But this bad blood was nothing compared to how Joo Dee felt after reading Azula's sick tell all book in which she boastingly took the credit for most of the events that had triggered the collapse of the Dai Li government and led to the suicide of Joo Dee's father. Joo Dee had been so full of rage after she had read the book, willing to commit bloody murder. And yet, she had done nothing. She was Long Feng's daughter, and after the fall of the Dai Li, many around Ba Sing Se looked at her with distrust. Even the Earth Kingdom Pai Sho federation had spent weeks debating whether to withdraw her professional license. In the end, Joo Dee had been forced to make a humiliating plea renouncing her father's actions and swearing that she had known nothing about his activities and had not abetted them in any way – which was ultimately the truth. By keeping a low profile, Joo Dee had managed to rebuild her life. And as months and years passed, considering that her and Azula's paths no longer crossed regularly, the anger she felt about that book had somewhat simmered down… until today.
Joo Dee put the newspaper she had been reading back on the desk, taking a sharp breath. She usually never checked the entertainment section, but today something had caught her eye. A movie studio had just paid two million yuan to buy the rights to make a full feature movie based on Azula Nakamura's disgusting book. Joo Dee's blood was by now boiling from having read the article. Azula was already a millionaire because the book had been such a smash hit, but she still saw the need to keep profiting from the death of Joo Dee's father? To Joo Dee, this was both sick and appalling.
Joo Dee felt so foolish for having pushed her rage and anger aside all those years ago, instead preferring to focus on rebuilding her life and restarting her flagging Pai Sho career. She'd clearly focused on the wrong thing. Azula Nakamura flaunting her wealth in the newspaper pages was something she could no longer ignore. It was too much of a personal insult. The time had clearly come for some good old-fashioned revenge.
"I'm sorry, Zula, but did you seriously expect to get away with luring us into a nightmare inducing slasher movie?" Yue Taqqiq asked coyly, standing in the middle of their bedroom in the Ba Sing Se estate and slowly undressing herself.
"I still think it was totally worth it," Azula replied. She was lying on the bed, not wearing much aside from her lacy lingerie. Her arms were already tied to the bedposts with silken restraints.
"We'll see if you feel like that after we're done with you," Katara said. She was also partly undressed, rummaging through the drawer full of their favorite toys.
"I have a very strong feeling that I will still feel like it was worth it," Azula smirked.
"You're not doing a very good job getting into your role, sweetheart," Yue winked at her, continuing to undress, making sure to do so rather teasingly for her restrained wife. "You're supposed to be submissive and pleading."
"I guess I'm just not feeling very intimidated right now," Azula replied. Her eyes were absolutely glued to Yue's every movement, though.
"Maybe this will change your mind," Katara said, retrieving a couple of leather whips, tossing one of them over to Yue, who caught it nimbly.
"No, that just makes me even more excited," Azula grinned.
"Kat, we need to do something about this bitch talking too much and ruining the mood," Yue sighed.
"On it, hon," Katara replied, leaning into the drawer yet again.
"Ugh, do I have to?" Azula groaned when Katara eventually climbed into the bed with a ball gag in her hand.
"Yes, you have to," Katara said insistently, fixing the ball gag in place.
"Mmph," Azula complained.
"Also, Azula," Yue smirked teasingly, approaching the bed fully naked, twirling the whip in her hands. "Because you've been so insufferable this evening, I think we're going to resort to something that will truly make you behave. Yes, my darling, the feather is definitely coming out tonight."
"Mmph! Mmph!" Azula protested, thrashing against her restraints, but they held firmly.
"Isn't she so precious," Katara cooed, cupping Azula's cheek before giving Yue an affirmative nod. "Alright, love. I think it's time to teach this little slut not to mess around with two badass Water Tribe bitches."