munebox | Life in the Apocalypse

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Life in the Apocalypse

Characters: Sokka, Azula
Setting: Post-apocalyptic Fire Nation Capital City
Summary: Continuation from this meme. After seeing Katara killed, Aang went into an unstoppable Avatar State that devastated the world. Two survivors, once enemies, have put their past behind them to fight off loneliness in a sparsely populated world.

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[ The princess takes a bite of her new portion and shakes her head in disagreement as she chews. ]

There was definitely another inch or so of meat on the piece you gave me.

[HMPH. Sokka takes a bit of his. And though it is as spicy as hell, he grits his teeth and takes it. Doing his best not to betray how ridiculously hot it is.]

Really. Well. Thank you.

I thought you'd appreciate it, since you're a growing boy and all.

[ She takes another bite of her sadly seasoned piece of meat, watching him as if she doesn't want to break out into a fit of giggles. Because she totally does. ]

Is everything alright?

[His eyes are the slightest bit damp. But he's chewing it. Swallowing. And glaring.]

It's. Delicious.

You could have put more seasoning on it, honestly. My piece is tasting kind of bland.

[ She's only regretting this because she would much rather be dining on his spicy piece, not because he is clearly suffering. It looks so good... ]

[Well, he can take some comfort in knowing she's suffering. Even if it's not as bad as he is. He downs some of his water greedily.]

Well that's too bad. Mine is perfect.

[ The princess sets her empty plate on the table and moves over to stand behind him, setting her hands on his shoulders. ]

You're a terrible liar.

[Oh. Great. And he's only halfway through his, with his slow and deliberate chewing. His shoulders sag a little and he glances back at her.]

Well you're just terrible in general. So there.

I thought I was quite pleasant, actually. [ She moves one hand from him to snatch his glass of water, drinking the rest of it before she sets it back onto the table. Then she flicks the back of his head. ] Hurry up and eat it or admit to me you can't handle it.

I can handle it. Just watch.

[Even without the water. He's going to cut off a big piece and stuff it in his mouth. Hot or not, his pride is on the line. And he will EAT it.]

[ Azula leans against the table so she can get a better look at him and his expression, waiting for him to react to the chunk of spicy meat he just decided to devour. Was this really worth proving her wrong, Sokka? ]

[Yes. Yes it was, Azula. Even as he can FEEL like his throat is one fire. He forces a smirk. And goes for another piece. Dammit, he has his pride.]

Delicious.

I didn't realize how much of a masochist you were. [ She lets out a laugh, snagging a little piece of the seasoned meat for herself. ] You've proved your point, you don't have to keep eating it.

No. I'm hungry. So I'm going to finish it.

[More like he doesn't want her to have it. Even though he's skeptical she'd ever eat off a plate he already started on.]

Suit yourself. [ The princess ruffles his hair before she goes to sit by the fire once more, stretching her legs out. ] I may be able to find different spices if I look for them, I never gave it a thought before since I don't really care about your taste buds.

[Azula sure is affectionate today. Sokka twirls in his seat to watch her move along, while slowly finishing off the rest of the food.]

I'm absolutely touched you're giving so much thought to them now. Really.

[ Hey. That is not affection! ]

I don't have to, of course, if you'd prefer.

[Whatever, Azula. Whatever. She'd never have down that six months ago!]

No no. If you want to make our food tastier, by all means. We need something to make up for the lack of vegetables.

[ Only because she might have feared her fingers would fall off if she did. She's learned since then. ]

Winters are short here. We'll get our vegetables soon enough, but since you're so pushy the next time I'm out I'll keep an eye out for spices.

Oh, Azula. You spoil me. What would I do without you?

[Heavy on the sarcasm, light on the somewhat disturbing layer of affection that grows from living with someone and not wanting to kill them.]

You'd probably be dead without me, or wandering the cold all alone.

[ The princess rolls her eyes, the fire flickering blue as she moves her hands closer to it. She pulls her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs. ]

The wind is picking up, we probably won't be able to go out tomorrow unless we risk freezing to death.

That's me, Azula. Never handled a cold day in my life.

[She needs him just as much as he needs her. She won't admit and he won't. But he's pretty sure they both know it. Finished with his food, he'll finally go and sit by her.]

But I guess this means it's just another night in.

That isn't what I said.

[ Why isn't the Water Tribe called the Snow Tribe? Or the Tribe of Cold and Misery? ~~He's pretty correct about her knowing and not admitting it, too.~~ What are they supposed to do all night? There was only so many nights in she could handle, really. The quality time she was forced to spend with Sokka was making her do things like Appreciate him and that was something she never did. ]

Lucky us.

We could always play Pai Sho again.

[Not that he particularly enjoyed constantly losing to her. But he was getting better and better and adapting to her strategy. Eventually he'd claim victory. And then he could be the one to gloat.]

It may be fun for you, but being able to outsmart you every single time we play isn't really much of a challenge for me, Sokka. But do I have much of a choice? Our options are extremely limited.

[ Why couldn't five more people their age be trapped in the Fire Nation? They could at least have parties. Or something. ]

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