everybody was asleep, everybody except Aang.
He kept thinking about what said Katara earlier...shes growing up or shes not youre little princess anymore...
He made his way to Kyas room, she was peacefully sleeping, 'she's precious' he thought. Her cinnamon skin glowed at the moon light and her long soft chocolate hair were not tied up in the usual ponytail.
He looked at her room...the stuffed animals were all gone except the Momo one, at their place a radio and some of her and Lin pics...they were really close 'like sisters' he thought, then he stared at her desk: there were some drawings and pencils in a messy order...and obviously her ukulele from her nomad fase...she kept playing "Secret Tunnel" for 2 months, Aang chuckled.
The incense on her bedside table was lit up, and in the room there was a strong smell of essential oils 'orange and vanilla...her favorites' Aang thought
shes a woman...
the next morning
she entered in the kitchen
"morning dad!"
"morning princess"
ops...- he thought
"dad...i ever told you how much i love you? i mean...you know, i love you so much"
Aang frowned
"what do you want?"
"can you buy me a camera? pleaseeee"
"Kya...its really expensive"
"i know but...all of my friends have one"
"...all?"
"ok...some of them"
"that means..."
"3"
"mh..."
"please"
"ugh...sorry sweetie i cant buy it..."
"UGH FORGET IT! I HATE YOU"
He sighed
A/N: so...Kya doesnt have many friends and she thinks she can have more if she has a camera...Aang doesnt get paid for saving people though.
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Kataang kids~
Fanfictiononeshots about Kataras and Aangs children, and more!! (its pretty chaotic actually) hope u enjoy:) srry but i cant find the author of the fanart i used as cover. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE ATLA/TLOK CHARACTERS (i wish i did)
