AZURA.

This kid was a little devil in disguise, and I liked it. With Katara having no interest in mischief, and the quintuplets too big to obey, I missed them at this age.

"So, you can’t cook?"

I looked at the tomato and cucumber sandwiches that he was gawking at disdainfully.

"Yes I can, I made these." I pushed the plate towards him, proud of my accomplishment.

No, I can’t cook, all I can make is nachos and that's in the microwave.

"Oh. We don’t call this cooking." He added.

"Well, can you cook?"

"I'm five."

"And?"

"I'm too young to cook."

I smiled, reaching over and tugging his cheek....