The look between brothers was on. Their muscles contracted, and they waited patiently for the signal to attack.
Zuko and Azula ran against each other at full speed, jumping and hitting a ball that was between the two of them.
"Woooowww~" several children looked surprised at how high the ball flew. The descent was stopped by Zuko, who cushioned the ball with his chest and moved forward with it. Starting to run, he wanted to move forward, but he felt a weight on his back.
Azula jumped over her older brother, skillfully landing in front of him to take the old ball between her feet. She pushed it to pass over the two brothers, displaying the best flexibility and speed. She slid next to her brother to run after the ball.
Zuko wasted no time and ran after his sister.
But it was too late; she had kicked it.
"Gooalll!" was the cry of several girls who celebrated when the ball hit the goal net.
A child on a pole erased the numbers to put another one.
7 to 6.
The girls won.
"How did your eye turn out Zuzu! Gooalll! Gooall! Gooall!" Azula waved her snort back and forth with her team of girls running behind her, all celebrating winning the match.
On their side, a group of shirtless children looked at an exhausted Zuko, who was catching his breath, covered in sweat and tired.
It should be said that he felt his ego hit the ground, watching his younger sister run across the field, followed by her fans who continued cheering her victory.
And the banished prince pouted when his sister stopped and walked up to him, doing what any brother would do when he beat his older brother at anything.
Add salt to the wound and rub victory in his face.
"GOOOALLLLLLLLLLL!"
Azula's scream almost broke her throat and left Zuko half-deaf, but it was worth it for the girl who continued to flutter her red scarf in the air, an indelible smile on her face.
This all started with the two of them going to get boxes of supplies for the store, but halfway there, they were approached by several children who said that they were two games short since two brothers were called by their mothers.
Leaving one less on each side.
Normally Zuko and Azula wouldn't take part, but when the score was 4 to 1, with the boys' team in the lead, the princess wouldn't let a moment of brats win against the girls.
It was a principle to always support your gender in sports competitions, where one had to surpass the other.
And well, Azula showed she was really good, scoring six goals while her brother only managed two.
"Dude, your sister is great."
"Yes, she humiliated you."
"She broke your spirit."
"I think we should have asked her to join our team."
The children surrounding Zuko wisely fell silent because of the deadly look he had.
"I want revenge!" He would not let this one stay like this; his honor was at stake.
"Rematch?" With a cocky smile, Azula dominated with the ball, doing some tricks that made her team of girls squeal with excitement, and the boys looked at each other worriedly.
They didn't want to be beaten by a group of girls twice in a row.
"Yeah!" Zuko almost spit fire as he said that.
"Okay, I'll take it!"
It seems that the emotion got the better of the girl, who kicked the ball with all her might, aiming to score a goal in the middle of the field. However, it ended up deflecting and breaking one of the many windows of a nearby building.
The most logical thing happened.
"Run!" All the children dashed home, pretending they were never outside to avoid being blamed for the broken window.
"My window!" The entire building shook as a huge woman leaned out of the broken window, "Who was the piece of crap that did this?!"
"Was that!"
"That?!" Zuko looked in disbelief at the way his sister dared to blame him, but he couldn't blame her since she, like the other children, had run away.
"I'm going to break your butt, you brat! Pay for my window!"
"Forget you, lady!" The prince sprinted away when a broom almost hit his head. He had to run at full speed as the lady broke down the door and emerged onto the street with a rolling pin.
Like the wind, the prince ran through the streets, with the huge lady hot on his heels, wielding the rolling pin like a weapon.
Luckily for Zuko, a hand reached out from an alley and dragged him inside.
The prince sighed in relief as he saw the lady continue her pursuit.
"That was close," Azula offered a hand to her brother, who took it to stand up, and the two leaned against the alley wall, trying to catch their breath. "That lady could compete with our train. She destroys everything in her path, and she's even scarier with that kitchen rolling pin than a cannon."
"Yes," Zuko agreed with his younger sister with a smile. The two leaned against the alley wall, catching their breath after the escape. "We haven't run like this since we broke mom's favorite vase."
"Correction, you broke it."
"And you pushed me, and then came up with the idea to hide the pieces under the rug."
"When mom found out, we couldn't sit down for a week after the spanking she gave us."
"Yes... you cried like a baby."
"And you cried like a little girl."
The two brothers looked at each other and couldn't contain their laughter.
A distant memory for both of them, from before they revealed their firebending abilities, before they had their father's attention, when their mother spent all her time with them.
When they were a family.
Zuko and Azula returned home, where their uncle was surely waiting for them with a cup of tea and something to eat. Today had been a fun day for both of them.
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