Born with a king&#39;s heart

She sits up at his banging on the door, grumbling under her breath as she presses a sharp-nailed hand to her hair, then groans loudly when she realises how messy it feels.

"Let's see if I can get the day without setting you on fire," She calls back to him, rolling out of bed and shuffling to the door, quickly pulling her hair back so he can't make fun of her for it. She opens it just a bit and glares at him. Meanly. "Now go away so I can get dressed first."

From:

"If you want to shower," does she even know what that is? She must, she has rooms at Milliways! "It's down the hall on the left."

And off he goes for breakfast. Yay!

From:

Annie prepared quite a lot of it today, too, with the extra guest and all. Fortunately, breakfast isn't he sort of thing you've got to keep much of an eye on once made, so she makes her way upstairs to check on the new arrival. "Is everything all right up here?" she calls from partway down the hall.

From:

"I hate you." She mutters after her brother before opening the door fully and poking her head out. "Everything is fine, th--thank you."

She forces the polite tone and the polite thank you. She can do this. She won't let Zuko win.

She gestures down the hall a bit. "Just about to go for a shower."

From:

Zuko is trotting for the breakfast! He likes breakfast.

He likes winning against Azula, too.

This may make him chipper the rest of the day.

From:

Annie nods. "We've had guests from several countries where the plumbing's different," she says. "The knob on the left is for hot water, the one on the right for cold. Turn it towards your right hand to increase the amount of water, and your left to slow it down or shut it off. If you need anything else in there, feel free to ask."

From:

Azula plasters another smile on her face (it burns.) and nods. "Thank you. Again."

She slips back into her room, gathers her clothes and such and heads to the bathroom for the shower. She finishes in a timely fashion. After getting dressed, combing her hair and pulling it back, she wanders back to her room and sets her sleep clothes down and takes a look around the room before pulling on shoes.

Finally, she meanders her way down to breakfast. It smells good.

From:

Zuko is already setting plates out. Azula has probably seen forks and spoons, but he's not sure she'll be ready to eat with them like the Wells' do.

He's still ridiculously enthusiastic. Maybe he'll ride this lovely three days of vindictiveness and be cheery all week?

From:

Tradition dictates that a proper English breakfast be based around bacon and eggs. There is no meat at the table today, so technically, this is not a proper breakfast. However:

There is toast.
There are fried tomatoes.
There are fried mushrooms.
There are chips- English usage, thank you, none of this Belgian nonsense with the mayonnaise.
There is a sort of black pudding thing.
There are baked beans.
There are hash browns.
There are a few small pots of brown sauce and ketchup.
There are some containers of fruit in their own sweetened juices.

... so really it's the basic breakfast Annie puts out every day, except that she's also added waffles, because she happens to know Zuko's fond of waffles.

From:

She stands there, in the doorway, feeling odd and out of place as she tugs at her clothes for a moment.

She really wants to sit down and let it be served to her like she's used to, yet she knows that's not how it'll go down, and Zuko will be a brat.

"Do you need any help?" She asks brusquely, arms folding over her chest awkwardly.

From:

"Hm? Oh, no, everything's nearly ready," says Annie. "Unless you wanted to get the juice from the icebox- it's in the black pitcher, about eye level. Everything's ready otherwise."

From:

Help? Oh, that's good! Zuko is already putting out plates, before he gestures and sits. "It's all made. So dish up," he says lightly, looking at his sister with a cruel sort of merriment there.

C'mon and eat the foreign food, Sis! Remember, you're on another world, and Zuko has the upper hand.

She's going to get nothing but baked beans, you watch.

From:

Azula shoots Zuko a complimentary dirty look and goes to get the juice. She sets it on the table and sits in the chair she sat in the night before.

She'll wait to 'dish up', as Zuko called it, till Annie sits and does it. And quite possibly only take what she does.

Maybe.

From:

Goodness. It's like the last time David Wells came to the same table as all of his brothers.

(David is currently referred to in listings of Harry's kindred solely as 'we don't talk about him'.)

Annie just smiles a little anyway and starts with the eggs, and some of the hash browns, and- yes- the beans. She's English. She happens to like beans at breakfast.

Oh, and the black pudding. She doesn't get much of that when Harry's around. Too much blood smell. But today? She's indulging.

From:

Zuko takes food.

Waffles, tomatoes and mushrooms, hash browns, a helping of some fruit and some chips. He leaves the beans -- (Firebender + beans = omg!!!) but doies take some black pudding, because he can.

Azula is allowed to eat what she feels like.

From:

Azula takes beans, eggs, hash browns, steers away from the black pudding, and some of the fruit as well.

She pours herself a cup of juice and spears a couple beans on her fork before eating them cautiously. Hmm. Not so bad.

From:

They are not, alas, homemade beans. Annie hasn't got the patience for slow-cooking them when she could be using the burner for other things. Mostly she gets them in town, from a takeaway she knows. No one's minded yet.

"So if I might ask," Annie says in Zuko's direction, "what sort of plans did you two have for the day, hm?"

From:

"I'm not sure," he says. "We've got stuff to do about here." What with Spoon and Wells being gone or down for the full moon.

He is not, why saying this, smirking. He's better then that. Barely.

"What needs doing, anyway?"

From:

She glowers at her food as she eats, silently, just listening to them. Because it's not like she has an opinion on what they do here. Zuko's in control.

Unfortunately.

From:

Annie thinks a bit.

"Not the goats, not today- and our other guest's been tidying up around the place so that's not so much of a worry either. But the front fencing and hedges want checking, and I think I'd sleep better knowing someone gave the passive defences and such on the roof a good going-over. Spoon's redone most of the roof, but you know better how an infiltrator would try to get in, so if you might test out what we've got up there and see if it'd give the usual crop of idiots trouble trying to breach the perimeter, I'd appreciate it." She smiles a little. "We're a bit handicapped by the fact that we can't actually look as if the house is defended without attracting suspicion."

"Barring that, there's always restocking the forge, and Olivia can be here at ten minutes' notice."

From:

"I an work on the forge," Zuko supplies helpfully. "Would you like to see how hidden the defenses are, Azula?"

Yes. So you can fall and break your neck, maybe?

From:

She glares over at him. "Sure, Zuzu. Sounds delightful."

Like ponies and happiness!

From:

Annie nods. "Thank you. The dogs can only do so much sentry duty at their age, so we do like to make sure nobody tries anything as catastrophically stupid as sneaking into this house. I'll be sure to have an extra lunch spread put on when you're done."

From: