Avatar The Last Airbender Fan Fiction ❯ In Your Dreams ❯ Chapter 2

I've decided to extend this story as various one-shots dealing with dreams, because I had a couple different versions of it anyway. Go me.

Sweet Dreams

 

He had nice dreams, sometimes.

Sometimes.

Like when he was still a kid and Azula wasn't actually that mean, because it was mostly childish pranks, and his mother was still there, and the Fire Lord hadn't seemed so… ruthless.

Or maybe a world where he hadn't opened his mouth and he'd grown up to become as a great a man as his father, but that never did leave him feeling too well off.

Where he reached his hand down Azula's throat and lit her on fire, from the inside out.

And sometimes he had dreams that left him more confused than ever.

Like dreams where the Avatar stops the Fire Lord, and he doesn't feel too badly about that.

Where he's submerged in ice cold water and it actually feels kind of nice, and he wonders if it wouldn't be so bad to die there.

Where the water-bender is standing before him saying words he can't quite understand, and he thinks she has pretty lips.

He kind of liked that last one.