![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
*pokes gently at this universe*
Title: With Apologies to J.M. Barrie (and the Audience)
Rating: PG
Fandoms: Avatar: The Last Airbender/Disgaea
Characters: Laharl
Ships: Azula/Toph
Word count: 155
Content notes: (skip) death.
"Your booze is still crap, Not-an-Overlo--" the visitor says, and then stops.
It's a moment before the Fire Lord bows--not because he doesn't recognize his guest, but because he does. The last time they'd met, he'd been a small boy and his visitor had been one of his aunts' scary friends, tall and imposing and with laughter that haunted his nightmares. He looks just the same now. Boyish. And so small.
"Lord Laharl," says the Fire Lord, hand over fist. "How can I help you?"
"You can start by telling Azula she's late for Evil Laugh Practice." Laharl drains his glass.
"I'm...sorry, sir, but she's died." He does not say years ago.
"Is Toph here, then?" says Laharl after a pause.
"No," says the Fire Lord. "I'm sorry."
"You bastards!" Laharl throws his glass to the floor. "I should've killed you all when I had the chance!"
The Fire Lord wonders why he doesn't kill him now.
Rating: PG
Fandoms: Avatar: The Last Airbender/Disgaea
Characters: Laharl
Ships: Azula/Toph
Word count: 155
Content notes: (skip) death.
"Your booze is still crap, Not-an-Overlo--" the visitor says, and then stops.
It's a moment before the Fire Lord bows--not because he doesn't recognize his guest, but because he does. The last time they'd met, he'd been a small boy and his visitor had been one of his aunts' scary friends, tall and imposing and with laughter that haunted his nightmares. He looks just the same now. Boyish. And so small.
"Lord Laharl," says the Fire Lord, hand over fist. "How can I help you?"
"You can start by telling Azula she's late for Evil Laugh Practice." Laharl drains his glass.
"I'm...sorry, sir, but she's died." He does not say years ago.
"Is Toph here, then?" says Laharl after a pause.
"No," says the Fire Lord. "I'm sorry."
"You bastards!" Laharl throws his glass to the floor. "I should've killed you all when I had the chance!"
The Fire Lord wonders why he doesn't kill him now.