Quarrels

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"Father told me he thinks I am a prodigy," Azula mentioned to her brother, Zuko, who just tripped her into falling on the ground when she strolled by and gave him a dirty look.

Zuko simply stared at her, a faint frown on his round, childish face.

"He told you what?" Zuko asked in disbelief, nearly stuttering in shock. Zuko wanted nothing more than his father's approval. He craved it, in fact. The way Azula received it so regularly made Zuko's blood boil.

"And I'm going to be the next Fire Lord. Not you, Zuzu," Azula retorted, smiling smugly.

"Are not!" Zuko screamed, his face twisting up into one of rage. Stomping his foot on the ground in protest, he marched away while grumbling something along the lines of finding their mother, Ursa. Azula continued to smile in his direction, undoubtedly pleased with herself for pulling her sibling's strings. She loved the way Zuko would lose control of his emotions with no more than a single statement or two.

It was all the evidence she needed to prove she was the stronger child out of the duo. Fit enough for the future throne, which was after all her rightful place.

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