Next week came quickly. The day for the coronation had arrived and everyone would be there, the Invasion freed troops including the friends Team Avatar made during their journeys around the Earth Kingdom.
Iris once again stared at her reflection in the mirror. It's been almost four years since the time she wore traditional Air Nomad clothes. She looked just like the girl she was back then, only this time she was a grown up woman. But it wasn't just that, many things had changed over the years.
After what happened the last days, she tried many times not to meet up in the Palace with Zuko. It would make things worse. It'd been many nights she had cried about it. But she tried to accept what had happened, knowing that crying wasn't going to help in anything.
Iris heaved a sigh and she walked towards the room her brother was in. He was still getting dressed in the traditional Air Nomad cloth. He turned around smiling at her.
"Good morning, sis," Aang said.
Iris put a fake smile on her face "Good morning, bro," she walked towards him and she started tying the yellow sash around his waist. "Ready for your big day?" she asked.
"You mean: Our big day. I didn't stop this war alone," Aang said raising an eyebrow.
Iris chuckled "You did, all on your own," she said and then she cupped his face giving him a gentle kiss on his forehead "I'm so proud of you, little brother," she then leaned to take the wooden necklace, with an Air Nomad insignia carved on it.
Aang knew her well enough to notice that she was just trying to suppress her sadness under that fake happy mask on her face. "Don't do that," Aang said and his smile immediately faded away.
Iris looked at him, her smile disappearing. "Do what?" she asked despite the fact that she knew what he was talking about.
"Don't try to seem happy when you're not," Aang answered.
"Of course, I'm happy, Aang. This war is finally over," Iris said.
"Stop it, Iris. You can at least act real to me," Aang said worriedly.
Iris sighed remembering once again how well her brother knew her, "Okay," she said admittedly
Aang hugged her tightly for a long moment and she accepted that hug willingly. He pulled back and the two air bending siblings looked at the mirror in front of them. Both wearing Air Nomad clothes, it really seemed like old times. Iris found herself smiling. But that smile was real this time.
"It really seems like old times, huh?" Aang asked.
Iris chuckled, "Yeah,"
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Sokka and Katara wandered around the crowd. Sokka's broken leg had slowly started healing but he still used one crutch at his left hand to stand and walk. The two siblings slipped their gazes around the crowd, trying to catch a glimpse of their father.
Sokka saw him first exclaiming excitedly "Dad!" and he started walking as quickly as the crutch would allow, towards his father.
"Dad!" Katara said excitedly and they both hugged their father tightly.
When they pulled back, Hakoda looked proudly at his children saying "I heard what you two did, I am the proudest father in the world..." and then he looked at Katara "...and your mother would be proud too,"
Katara placed her hand on her necklace closing her eyes briefly...
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When Hatred turned to Love (ATLA Zuko x OC)
Fanfiction***CURRENTLY UNDER EDITING*** Broken, filled with loss, pain, and anger of her people's death... she could only hope she had died with them. An Air Bender from the Western Air Temple never having the chance to find balance within. She never knew...
