Shyu had no clue where he was. One second he was holding onto Mica’s back for dear life; the next he was floating in a suspension of somehow breathable purple water and thick, waxy orange ooze. He tried to step forward, only to watch the ooze melt into solid ground and the water form into … Continue reading
Man, this is boring. Shyu slumped in his chair, grateful for once to be seated off to the side and away from the ever-watchful camera lenses. At least here he didn’t have to pretend to be interested in the old Fire Sage’s every word, unlike his parents, grandmother, and brother in the row ahead. Beside … Continue reading
Tenna shifted in place, trying to find the right excuse to edge away from the metal clan woman who had spent the last ten minutes rambling on about her great city and her great family and just how great everything was. Tenna didn’t even mind that so much. Suyin seemed like a decent sort. The … Continue reading
a/n: This was originally an entry for the April SimFic Short Story Challenge, when the theme of the month was “fool.” It does, however, fit in with the overarching plot of Clanbuilding for Dummies, so I’ve decided to leave it in here as it’s own mini chapter. Kyle needed a chance to narrate, anyway. Enjoy! … Continue reading
The last coronation Bolin had attended had not gone particularly well. Actually, it was less of a coronation and more of a crazy dictator declaring her intentions to dictate crazily. The only other coronation that had happened in his lifetime was that of Firelord Izumi. He’d been thirteen at the time, less concerned with world … Continue reading
Mica had narrowed her choice of outfits down to two. A cute little red and orange sleeveless dress that was just short enough to annoy her dad. Or a classy blouse, jacket and and pencil skirt all in very deliberate un-Fire-Nation blue. “How about it, Bandit? Red or blue?” She looked both to her companion … Continue reading
Tenna had to hand it to her daughter–she never wasted the chance to make a dramatic entrance. Not that Mica was hard to miss. The sputtering hunk-of-junk satomobile that Asami had given her was loud. Like piss-off-an-entire-neighborhood loud. Or in their case, since Tenna and Bolin’s home was on the rural outskirts of Republic City … Continue reading
Bolin found Tenna hunched at their desk staring intently at an unfolded letter. Her brows were furrowed. Not a good sign. Bolin came up behind her and reached down to rub her shoulders. Maybe it wasn’t as bad as he thought. Maybe the news was actually good and Tenna was just to tired to be … Continue reading
Shyu angled his face downward, hoping his glasses hid his expression in just a way that told all passers-by, “Please don’t talk to me.” It seemed to be working. He held out a book and watched several pairs of expressive-looking shoes shuffle by on the marble floor without even pausing at him. Shyu tried to … Continue reading
Eight years later… In real life, Mica was in class. In her mind, she was speeding well over 100 miles per hour on her motorcycle, cutting off a pair of crooks, complete with black and white striped jailbird getups. Oh, sure, they’d try to get away. But one taste of her expert driving paired with … Continue reading