"Dad what're you doing?"

Kya watched her panicked father carefully close the door, turning the knob and closing it once the door was shut to ensure he made as minimal sound as possible, before tiptoeing across the room.

"Your mother's in cleaning mode," Aang explained; Kya hastily covered the blanket over her head as her eyes widened, understanding full well why her father was walking on egg shells.

"Dad! Help!" She could here Bumi's muffled cry a few feet away from her bedroom door, followed by Tenzin's shriek of horror.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh! Daaaaaaadddddd!"

"It's every man for themselves," Aang briefly justified as he kneeled to shuffled under his daughter's bed, their body hair jolting upwards at the call of his beautiful wife's thunderous and menacing growl.

"Aaaaaaaannnnnggggg?!"