CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

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"Wait, Aang! Come back!" you called, but he was already off. "Idiot." you muttered. You looked down at your lap, seeing Zuko and Azula looking around in wonder. "Awh, baby. You two are the cutest. I wish I could take a photo."

"Photo?" Katara asked. "Nothing. It's just something from back home." you're so stupid, Y/N. You know that there isn't any technology here like there is back home. "Oh, cool." you went back to your children, cooing at them.

"You think this is good, wait until you see the other stuff my dad designed." Teo said, leading you into a room filled with...oh my god. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!?" you demanded, outraged. "You're Earth Kingdom colonizers! You have no fucking right to destroy the temple like this! This was Aang's home, you stupid bitch! Do you understand how fucking disgusting that is? Who built this? Tell me, and I won't slap you." you cuddled Zuko and Azula closer to your chest, hoping that they didn't pick up your curses.

"Y/N, it's not that big of a deal-"
"Of course it fucking is! Look at that! Now, I'll give you ten seconds. Tell me who built this, or I'll slap you so hard you won't even fucking know your name. Ten seconds. Ten, nine, eight." you counted down as Teo fumbled with his words. "My father!"

"Alright. Lead me to him, so I can slap the shit out of him." you ordered, and he wheeled along, panicking. "Y/N, you need to stop threatening people. Violence won't solve your problems." Aang chided. "Yeah? Tell me that when you have to defeat my father in a duel."

Teo led you into an unscathed room, and your anger cooled. Until the large statue was bulldozed down. A tall man with brown hair and an apron walked out. "Take Zuko and Azula." you handed your children to Katara, walking over to the man in question.

You tugged on the collar of his shirt, pulling him down to your height. Before he could react, you backhanded him, letting him crumple to the floor. "You sicken me. You fucking colonizer." you raised your middle finger at him, satisfied with the angry red mark that covered his left cheek.

"Do you even feel any remorse, you piece of shit? The people here were slaughtered here mercilessly, and you show your respect by ruining the place? Aang's tribe was murdered, here where you all stand. You're disgusting." Sokka and Aang held you back from doing any more. "You might be refugees or whatever, but ruining another person's home isn't okay! It's not right!"

"Y/N, please-"

"No. I will not quiet down. Where are you from? All of you. Let me guess, the Fire Nation ransacked your village." the shithead in question got up from the floor, cradling his cheek. "We made it better!" you laughed, still struggling against Aang and Sokka's hold. "By doing this, by wrecking a temple, you are showing your young that it is acceptable to do this. You are dishonoring the memory of the Air Nomads, who were slaughtered like cattle. Not only that, but you try to make a pathetic recreation of air gliders. You look like fucking penguins." you snarled.

"Let's just all try to calm down. Y/N, I'm mad about the temple, too. But you can't resort to violence." the commotion woke up Zuko and Azula, and they started to wail. "Shh, shh. It's okay." you cooed, rocking them back and forth. "It's alright, my little loves. Awh, are you guys hungry? I'll be out for a moment. Katara, pass me my scarf." you settled the crying children down as Katara handed you the red cloth.

"Talk about whiplash," Teo's father said as you left the room, murmuring declarations of love to your children. "Yeah..." Katara chuckled awkwardly, rubbing the back of her neck. "It's the princess in her. She thinks she's entitled." Sokka bitched. "Princess? Of what?" the mechanic asked. "Sokka, you idiot. That's her information." but they wouldn't drop it. "What's she the princess of?" the mechanic asked again. "She's the missing princess of the Fire Nation." your children might still be feeding, but that was the last straw.

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