Little Zuko looked around to make sure nobody was around. Nobody was. He knew he wasn't aloud to be in Azula's nursery, but Zuko wanted to play with his baby sister very badly. He looked around the corner to see if any of Azula's Nannies or Nurses where around. None.
Zuko crept quietly into the room. He saw the gold bars of Azula's crib. How was he going to get up there? Zuko looked around. The four year old drug a chair over next to the crib. He climbed up and looked down. He saw his sister laying between the pink sheets. She looked so cute, just like an angel.
"Zula, wake up"
Azula's eyes opened. She sat up.
"ZUZU!" the two year old squ
It was a warm day on Ember island. Daddy was sleeping and Mommy took me and Sister down to the shore.
I sat next to Mommy and watch Sister pick up shells and look at them in her tiny hands. How she held them so tightly yet gentle. She ran over to me.
"Look at all the pretty shells!" She cried in her shrill voice. It was very high pitch but I never stopped loving her voice. I took them out of her hand
"Nice" I said
Her face lit up. "You really like them!?" She said
I nodded my head
She yelled and rapped her little arms around me. I love the way she felt. So soft and kind and warm.
This was when we headed back to the house. She held my h