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Azula Week 2018 #6

Okay I really like this one, it’s just so fun to write a happy Azula that’s full of love and surround by love. Please leave a like and reblog if you enjoyed it!

“Zira stop that!” Azula shouted and her eldest daughter instantly put away the flame in her hand.

“Mama, he just water whipped me.” Zira whined as Soju snickered from behind a corner.

“Soju, get here now.” Azula said sternly and the young boy slowly walked from around the corner to face his mother. “What have I told you about water bending in the house.” She scolds and he pouts.

“Not to.” He mumbles and Azula nodded.

“Now please apologize to your sister.” She instructed him and his head hung low as she shuffled over to Zira, saying his apology.

“Now please, both of you go get ready. Your father is bringing your aunt Katara and uncle Aang is coming over for dinner tonight.” Azula told them and watched as both siblings rushed to their rooms. She sighed as she rubbed her stomach, she was nearly 8 months pregnant and was beyond ready to have this baby.

“Your siblings are something else.” She mumbles and to her surprise she got a kick in response. “I’m glad you agree.” She chuckles before heading back into the kitchen to get things ready.

It was two hours later when Sokka arrived, quickly rushing to to kiss his wife as he entered the house. Katara and Aang followed suit, with Bumi, Kya and baby Tenzin. Zira and Soju took off with their cousins as soon as the older kids entered the home, leaving the adults to catch up. Though it’s been years, the group could still get awkward around each other. While Katara and Azula tolerated each other, they never engage in anything more than small talk.

This time it was Aang and Azula’s turn to cook while Sokka and Katara prepared the table and everything else. They always alternated who did what, avoiding Katara and Azula working together at all costs. And surprisingly, Aang and Azula got along quite well, ignoring the fact that she killed him when they were kids. They managed to have the food done in record time, as they always did when they worked together and the two families came together eat and discuss the latest happenings in their lives. They often allowed the children to go play while the continued to catch up with each other.

The conversations were fairly normal, Aang talking about republic city and helping people. Sokka went on about his latest painting and his work on the counsel. Katara informed them about her healing school and how she planned to start teaching Kya how to heal soon. And that left Azula who was asked about how her pregnancy was going and how well Zira and Soju’s bending was getting better, a gleam of pride on her face.

“Aang, I actually wanted to ask if you could give Soju some lessons. I read over the scrolls with him but he can only do so much without someone there to show him.” Azula asked and Aang grinned.

“Of course Azula, no problem. I can stop by tomorrow if you’d like.” Aang tells and she nods.

“That’s fine, he’s going to be so excited.” She told him. No one noticed Katara’s disappointed look as they discussed Soju’s waterbending.

After dinner, Sokka and Azula went about putting the food away while Aang and Katara went about cleaning off the table and listening out for the kids. Things seemed to be going perfectly fine as both couples moved to the living room area. That is until Zira came running from outside in tears. She practically hopped into Sokka’s lap as she began hiccuping, trying to wipe her tears as new one formed.

“Zi, what’s wrong? What happened?” Azula had jumped into full mama bear mode. She often worried about being a good mother for her children so she tended to be overprotective. She nearly stood up but her stomach prevented her from doing so. The girl looked up at her mother and shook her head.

“They won’t let me play!” Zira cried and the parents frowned, a glare on Azula’s face.

“Why not?” It came out more forceful than she intended but she wanted to get to this bottom of what was going on.

“Th-they said my-my bending was too dangerous.” She told her, crawling over to her mother. Zira was upset but she knew if her mom went outside, everyone would be more trouble than they could ever imagine.

“I’ll go out there.” Sokka stood up from his seat knowingly. He knew that if Azula went out there, nothing good would result from it. Azula stayed in her seat, running her fingers through Zira’s dark brown hair.

“We’ll make sure we talk to them when we get home.” Aang says to Azula, who nods understandingly. She knew Aang was more found of firebend than he led people to believe. Azula looked back at her daughter who still looked very upset about what her brother and cousins did.

“All bending can be dangerous. You just have to keep control and everything will be alright. In no time, you’ll be just as good as I was at your age.” Azula tells her daughter.

“Will I ever have blue fire like you?” The young firebender asked and Azula smiled.

“I don’t know. I was the first to have blue fire. It took a lot of practice and work.” Azula told her.

“I can do it.” Zira says confidently as she sits up from her mother’s lap. She jumps off and runs back towards the door, almost knocking over Sokka as he entered the house. She hugged her father’s leg as she told him, “I’m going to bend just as good as Mama!” The girl smiles before going back outside. Sokka looked up with shock, surprised at how quickly the girl recovered. He walked over to Azula, kissing her on the temple.

“I don’t know how you do it.” Sokka smiles at her.

Within another hour, Aang and Katara decide that it was time to go, gathering Bumi and Kya, who knew they were in trouble and transferring Tenzin from Azula’s arms to Aang’s. Katara said goodbye to her niece and Nephew, hugging her brother before requesting to speak to Azula privately. Surprised, Azula agreed and the women made their way into the kitchen while Sokka took the children upstairs to prepare for bed.

“What’s wrong?” Azula asked, her voice neutral as it ways was when talking to the waterbender.

“I just wanted to say that you are an amazing mother. I thought you deserved to hear it after all these years.” Katara told her, smiling softly at her.

Azula’s eyes widen in shock as she takes in her sister in law’s words. She would have never expected that Katara would be the one to compliment her parenting skills. If anything, she expected her to criticize them, to call her out for being an awful mother. But she couldn’t fight the tears that filled her eyes at the statement. It had to be the pregnancy that was making her like this because somehow she ended up hugging her.

“Thank you.” She said simply too surprised to say anything else. The hug lasted longer than expected and when they broke apart it was as if they had a new understanding of each other, a new common ground.

It filled Azula with joy to have his experience. To have the awkward relationship and the kids playing together. The family dinners and the encouraging words. This type of family was way better than the jealous siblings and the parents taking sides, the two children being pitted against each other. It was the type of family she never knew she wanted and never wanted to lose.