“You’ve improved since I last saw your sketches.”
“I know! I’ve
tried to follow your suggestions. I think my work with colors has improved a
bit.”“Definitely. Is
this Ba Sing Se?”“Oh, yeah.
Remember the last time we all went there? For that tea party at Iroh’s
place?”“I remember. I
left long before it was polite to do so, and you followed.”“The view from
your cousin’s grave was amazing, so…”“You drew this
from memory after that?”“Yep.”
“Huh, I see. Is
this me?”“That’s right.”
“And this one’s
the creek, isn’t it? The one from that mountain, in the Air
Temple…”“Ah, yeah. You
look great in a swimsuit, you know?”“Of course I do.
Now what’s this?”“Ah, Zuko’s
wedding. Thought I’d draw something for him, but, uh, didn’t really go so well
because…”“Because you only
drew half his shoulder, didn’t draw his wife and just drew me, maybe?”“W-well… I’m sorry
I wasn’t inspired to draw him.”“But you were
inspired to draw me? Every time?”Sokka gulped. Azula watched him blush, confused.
“How would you
feel if I told you I’m a bit in love with you?”Her jaw dropped.
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