A Creepy Love-Azulaang

"His head was just so irresistibly shiny," thought Azula to herself dreamily as she woke up in her prison cell. The Avatar had visited the day before supposedly to check on the prominent prisoners in the Boiling Rock Prison. Obviously Azula had made the top of the list; she was only topped by her beloved daddy Ozai. She put on her daytime prison garb and made her way to the cafeteria, of course with many guards following.

"I just want to know if it squeaks when you rub it," whispered Azula as she stood in line to receive her slop on a plate. The man next to her turned around. "Excuse me?!" he growled. "Mind your own business peasant!" she shouted back. The man glared at her. "Peasant? You're calling me a peasant?! I'll show you peasant, spoiled brat!" he shouted. He threw a feeble punch, and by natural instinct Azula returned with a blue fireball. However, as soon as the fire had left her fingertips, she was surrounded by guards and dragged to the cooling chamber.

"NOOOO! Not the cooling chamber!" she wailed. "Daddy, don't let them put me in there!" She could hear him tell her to shut up in the distance.  "Get your hands off me!" she yelled to the male guards holding her tightly by the arms. She pulled away then plopped down in the cooling cell. The guards closed the door. "Too bad she's a prisoner," mumbled one guard to the other from outside. "I know she is so hot," said the other. "Be quiet out there!" Azula yelled, banging on the door. They were quieted. "My heart belongs to the Avatar anyway," she thought merrily. She drifted off to a shivery sleep with his squeaky bald head in her dreams.

About one frigid hour later, she heard HIM; she heard the Avatar. "Okay, I will go in and talk to her," he said to one of the guards. "Be careful. She has quite the temper," one replied with a chuckle. "I will be fine," replied Aang. "I just have to go in and remind her that she had better follow the rules of the prison or she may face severe consequences." "I'm dying inside every second I am without you," Azula thought. Aang then cautiously opened the door, and Azula was facedown, pretending to be asleep. The door closed behind him.

"Azula, wake up," Aang said, touching her shoulder, thinking she was asleep.  She did not respond, but was grinning wildly, for a plan had formed in her mind. "Azula, please!" Aang shook her lightly. She did not respond again, so Aang now assumed she had fainted.  "How long was she in here?!" he thought frantically. He flipped her onto her back and leaned in to perform CPR. "Perfect," thought Azula. Right before his mouth touched hers, she opened her eyes and put her hands on Aang's face. "Opposites attract," she whispered. She then began to kiss him roughly.

Startled, Aang pulled away and stood up, blushing. "Umm…Azula…are you alright…?" he said, secretly having enjoyed the kiss a lot. Azula stood and rubbed Aang's head. *SQUEEEEEK* "Mmmmm…I was hoping it would do that," she said softly into his ear. Aang embraced Azula firmly in his arms. "You are really hot," he said, rubbing her back. "Tell me something I don't already know," said Azula, before kissing Aang again. After the kiss, Aang spoke again. "Okay, you probably didn't know that I came back to help you break out of prison, so we could run away together," he whispered. Azula smiled evilly. "So I see you've moved on from the water tribe peasant!" Aang nodded. "She and Zuko ran away together and ditched me and Toph. So yeah I got together with Toph for a while, but let's face it, you're a lot better at kissing!" he said with a smirk. "So anyway let's kiss one more time then we can blow this dump and kiss all we want later!" Azula frowned. "Can I squeak your head one more time as well?" she asked. "Of course Princess Azula," replied Aang. Aang then pushed Azula into a wall, and they kissed again. As they were kissing, Azula managed to rub Aang's head with her hands, causing it to squeak loudly.

One guard slowly opened the door. "Is everything okay in…SWEET MOTHER OF ROKU!" one yelled as he saw the unlikely duo making out. "What is it?" mumbled the other. He walked to the door and saw them as well. "HOLY FIRE FLAKES!" he screamed. They both slammed the door shut and ran in confusion as well as disgust.

About an hour later, the Avatar and the former Fire "Lord" reluctantly parted.  "I think it's time we get out of here and go to our new personal paradise in the Southern Air Temple," said Aang, stroking Azula's grungy hair. "Alright Aang, let's go!" exclaimed Azula. "Okay just let me carry you out of here. I'll tell them that I'm taking you somewhere where I can always keep track of you if they ask." "Alrighty!" Aang lifted Azula over his shoulder, and snuck out to where Appa was. No one bothered them. They both climbed atop Appa.

Azula immediately began to snuggle against Aang. "It was so cold in that freezer," she whispered. Aang held her tightly. "You know what the only thing better than kissing you in a frozen cell is?" he asked. "Well actually I can think of a lot of things. There's of course that squeaky noise that your head makes, and staring at the arrow on your head and…well what?" "Kissing you when we're in the air!" Aang shouted to the world. Appa gagged. "Ooooooh that could be fun!" replied Azula. "Let's try!" They kissed. AGAIN. Appa now vomited.


The End?