i'm fifteen, you jerk! (a:tla, reader insert)

"Ouch!" you groaned, holding your stomach. "This is it! This is Omashu!" Aang sighed blissfully, seeing the beautiful city. "Let's go, you young whippersnappers! I don't have all day!" Aang did his best impression of an old man, and you had to admit that it was pretty good.

"State your business." the guard demanded, and Aang was about to get in his face when you stopped him. "Sir," you bowed, managing to get on your knees. "I'm traveling with my grandfather and my cousins. Please, I'm pregnant and I need medical assistance. Let us through."

"Uhh- alright." you smiled, standing up and shaking his hand. "Wait, you're Fire Nation!" you groaned. "No, I'm not. I bought these clothes while on my travels, they just happened to be Fire Nation. Now, please let us through." he nodded, letting you pass.

"Sorry, Y/N!" Katara apologized from inside the mail chute. You waved your hand around. "Don't worry about me. I'll be fine." they took off, screaming the whole way.

"Awh, they're so cute." you chuckled, and someone grabbed your shoulders. You turned your head to see a group of soldiers holding spears. "Hello?" they grabbed you, muffling your scream with one of their hands. "You're coming with us." one of them growled out, and one of them picked you up, carrying you in a way that wouldn't be harmful to your children.

Trying to escape would be too hard, so you decided to create small talk. "The name's Y/N. Are any of you guys earthbenders?" they nodded. "Oh. That's really cool. Say, if I have my children here, would I be allowed to stay?" the one carrying you scoffed.

"You'll be lucky if you're even alive by the time the king is done with you." you chuckled. "Interesting, interesting. And if I told you that the only reason I was created was to be a war weapon?" they all stopped in their tracks, and you laughed harder.

"Sorry, just kidding. But I suppose those types of jokes aren't welcome in this situation, right? You know, thanks for carrying me in a way that won't hurt Zuko and Azula." they started to walk again. "Zuko and Azula?" the one carrying you asked. "Oh, sorry. I plan to name my kids Zuko and Azula. They're beautiful names, don't you think?" you sighed dreamily.

"Oh, I'm tired." you leaned your head on the soldier's shoulder, falling asleep quickly.

"We've brought her, my liege." someone said, and then you were being placed upright on the floor. "Hello...?" you slurred, leaning on a soldier. "Fuck. I can't see." you must've been getting a blind flash, but there wasn't any pain. "I'm sorry, give me a second." you rubbed your eyes.

"What's she doing?" an old sounding voice croaked. "Sorry, sir. I've been going blind for some time, it's just another flash. Please, explain why I'm here. I'm listening, I just can't see anything." you explained.

"She's the girl the guard told you about. The one from the Fire Nation. What's your judgement?" someone asked, and you felt quizzical eyes bore into your stomach. "Leave me alone with her." you gulped, feeling panic seep into your skin.

"Alright, sire." footsteps echoed in the room you were in, and you finally regained your eyesight. You rubbed your eyes, seeing an old man sitting atop a throne. "Hello, sir. May I ask what I'm doing here?"

"You're from the Fire Nation," he observed. "the royal family, too. Tell me, girl, who are you?" you bowed down, your forehead resting by his shoes. "I am no royal family member, sire. I am a mere traveler who bought clothes in a town I passed by. I asked no questions when I bought the outfit, and I've been wearing it ever since." you lied effortlessly.

"Who are you here with?"

"My cousins and grandfather. I met up with them a little while back."

"What's your business in Omashu?"