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He’s lost his damn mind (Sister of a skxawng miniseries)

Summary: Aonung is a skxawng. That is a fact. He is a bully and picks on his older sister's friends for little things they can't control, and now the Sully teens. The thing is, he doesn't learn from his mistakes.

Edit to add: I changed the name from Rox’To to Rox’Ti, because I’m the film it’s not (sweet) Roxto who’s in the bully circle, in fact, I don’t know the kid’s name so I changed it.

There were visitors. The ikrans were the telltale signs that they were from beyond the reef. A crowd was forming on the sand bank as we approached on our ilu’s, still gripping onto the basket. The sight of darker blue na’vi, their thin forms were a huge distinction from our thick appendages. I could already hear Aonung talking smack about them to Roxto. A family. There were four children, and one of them looked our way – looking at Tsireya. Oh…interesting. 

“Do not. Roxto, Aonung,” Tsireya scolded the two of them. I kept my eye on the two troublemakers.

Our father yelled out as he flew over the crowd on his skimwing, landing not too far away, making his way through the crowd. The family greeted our father, bowing whilst plucking their hands from their foreheads, the formal na’vi greeting. Our father greeted them back. Our people moved aside for our mother. The visitors greeted her by name.

“Why do you come to us, JakeSulli?” our father asked the tall male in front of him.

“We seek uturu,” the man said.

“Uturu?”

My mother walked toward the group, grabbing the woman’s tail, then the child’s thin arm, then the other girl’s hands.

“They are not even full Na’vi. They have demon blood!” her mother loudly exclaimed to the clan, who gasped at the sight. 

“Look. Look!” the older male waved his hand in front of my mother’s face, “Look, I was born of the sky people, and now I am Na’vi. All right? You can adapt. We will adapt. Okay?”

“My husband was Toruk Makto,” the male’s mate hissed, “They led the clans to victory against the sky people.”

“This you call victory? Hiding among strangers? It seems Eywa has turned her back on you…chosen one.” To which the darker woman snarled at my mother, I cringed at the sight of their face-off. 

My father finally announced, “Toruk Makto, his family will stay with us. Treat them as our brothers and sisters. Now, they do not know the sea. So they will be like babies…taking their first breath. Teach them our ways, so they do not suffer the shame of being… useless.” My friends joined my side, watching for a distance before our father called for us siblings.

“My son, Aonung. My daughter, Tsireya, will show your children what to do,” our father introduced. Tsireya and I greeted them formally whilst Aonung was resistant. I rolled my eyes at that.

“Come. I will show you our village,” Tsireya approached them, the clanspeople scattering. I walked with my mother to the healing mauri.

“Come, let me see what you’ve picked,” my mother’s agitated tone didn't bother me that much. 

“I've got some Verik weeds, Ashangi shells and more Rasheng coral,” I dumped them out of my basket. Grabbing a wide flat sieve, I spread the Verik weeds for drying. My mother was quiet. “You should stop scowling, you’ll leave lines on your forehead and I'll have to go get more Vera,” I didn't have to look up as she clicked her tongue, slowly relaxing her face.

“Uturu, my foot. Your father has lost it,” my mother grumbled under her breath.

“Mother…please.” She let out an annoyed snarl, “They are not that different from us. What was it you used to say? ‘We are all Na’vi, so treat everyone like your brother and sisters’,” she mouthed the words, shaking her head. 

“Oh daughter, you’ve grown so much,” she gently sighed, “I don't get to see you much now. Either with your friends or too busy with chores. What about your mother, huh? You rarely come to see me unless it's to drop off more Verik weeds, or Ashangi shells or Rasheng coral.” She sighed again, moving closer to me, “Your father even forgot to mention your name.”

I chuckled, “It's fine mother, I'm not around too often. It must have slipped his mind.” She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, hugging me from the side.

“Have you at least found a mate yet? That To’Roi seems rather touchy…” I gagged a little.

“Mother! He’s my friend!”

“I'm just saying. I'm not getting any younger you know, I want grandkids,” my mother smothered my face with kisses.

“Argh mom!” I wiggled out of her grasp, “I have to go,” she began tickling my side causing me to yelp out in laughter. She huffed like a child as she let me go. I quickly jumped up, turning to give one final look, she pouted while scowling again, her tail thumping against the mauri floor.

“Mom! Vera leaves,” I taunted as she relaxed her forehead, maintaining her pout. I chuckled before leaving the mauri, “I love you! See you tonight!”

The next day, Tsireya and Aonung were beginning their lessons. My father asked me to keep an eye on Aonung, just in case. But I still did my chores, helping Sansu detangle his fishing net on the rocks nearby the kid’s lessons. 

“I'm surprised your brother is actually helping the Sully’s,” Sansu said.

“Oh last night he was trying to pick a fight about it. I don't wanna help the freaks,” I mocked, scoffing again at his words. Sansu just laughed at my horrible impersonation attempt. Tsireya looked like she was having fun, enjoying it even, but Aonung. Oh Aonung. He looked like he was going to punch a hole in a basket. I decided to check up on the kids.

“Hello,” I announced myself approaching the group, the children all looked up.

“This is my older sister, (Y/N),” I greeted them, plucking my hand from my forehead.

“Our father forgot to mention me yesterday,” I grinned cheekily at the memory, “If you ever need help with anything, just ask me.”

“My sister is a bit of a wanderer, she's great at a lot of things and a wonderful teacher,” Tsireya piped up.

“Oh no, it's nothing,” I brushed it away.

“No, seriously. She’s one of the best weavers, fishermen, warriors and singers in our clan. Maybe you can help us with breathing techniques,” Tsireya pulled my hand to sit down. I gave an awkward smile as I shuffled between the two dark blue boys. Tsireya guided the group through a breathing technique as I chipped in with some tips here and there. After the lesson, the boys who told me their names, Neteyam and Lo’ak, thanked me. The girl, Kiri, also thanked me before they moved on. 

I returned to my mauri to try on the new chest covering I made the day before. Removing my current chest covering I didn't hear To’Roi entering. A sudden pair of hands helped me tie the strap in a neat bow, which startled me a little. His fingers occasionally brushed against my skin. When he finished I turned around and he retrieved something from his pouch. 

“I…uh, wanted to give this to you yesterday…but Sansu and Tavë were around.” He presented a beautiful necklace and my eyes widened at the revelation. It was a courting gift. 

“To’Roi…it's beautiful,” he turned me around before putting it around my neck for me.

Our moment was interrupted by Roxto who lightly clapped at the entrance of my mauri before running off. The unexpected movement was jarring. He’s probably run off to tell Aonung and Tsireya the news.

For the next few days as To’Roi courted me officially, and Tsireya ‘s infatuation and crush for Lo’ak grew. It was cute. But Aonung was pissed. By the time we knew it the Sully kids had adapted well to the Metkayina ways. It was nearing the end of the month when To’Roi and I were walking around the island when we came across Aonung picking on Kiri. She was staring at the sand with her head in the water, watching the light rippling off the pale sand when Aonung and Co started laughing at her. 

“Are you some kind of…freak?” Aonung asked. The nerve of that boy.

“He asked if you are a freak,” Rox’Ti, Aonung’s friend added.

Kiri scoffed lightly, walking away from the conversation, when we were near the group. I gestured for her to come over to my side.

“Are you sure?” Aonung egged on, “I mean, you're not even real Na’vi.Look at these hands,” the boys surrounded her.

“Aonung! That's enough,” I gripped onto his shoulder, to which he shrugged me off.

“I mean, look at them,” he grabbed Kiri’s hand forcefully as she struggled to pull away.

“Hey!” Lo’ak intruded. I yanked Aonung’s hand from Kiri’s.

“Oh, another four-fingered freak,” Aonung antagonised. Rox’Ti circled around and pulled on Lo’ak’s tail.

“Rox’Ti! Aonung! That’s enough! Stop now before I hurt you,” I threatened them, stepping between the growing group. Neteyam showed up, from not too far away. Rox’Ti grabbed Lo’ak’s tail again, pulling it as Lo’ak slapped his hand away.

“Boys! I'm being serious! Keep doing this and you’re being grounded…for life,” I took Lo’ak and Kiri’s hands, taking them away from Aonung and his bully friends.

“You're not dad, you can't tell me what to do!” Aonung yelled at me.

“Exactly, I'm your older sister!” letting go of the teen’s hands, I turned to him, “You think I don't care about you? I'm not like father? Like mother? I care more than you think,” I got up into his face, poking his shoulder To’Roi followed behind me pulling my shoulder’s back trying to hold me back, “You haven't learnt a thing. Father already reprimanded you when you bullied MY friends! And now you’re going after the Sully’s? Because what? They’re different?! I'm disappointed in you brother. You stop this now. The lot of you!” I looked at his friends, emphasising my point. Gesturing for the Sully’s to walk with myself and To’Roi.

Under his breath Aonung said something he would soon regret, soon a fight was breaking out, Neteyam hopping in after his brother in the scuffle, as Kiri, To’Roi and I just stood there asking them to stop.

“This is so stupid,” Kiri rolled her eyes. I kind of just gave up and let it happen, Aonung deserved the beating.

We walked in a nervous silence, putting some distance between Aonung and his friends. 

“I'm very sorry for my brother, he’s always been this way. You should not have to deal with that,” I apologised. 

“Thank you, you didn't hav–” Kiri thanked.

“No, please…he’s a skxawng, He’s always picking on people for things they can't control. You are not freaks, you are not weak, you are not strange. You are Na’vi, just like me, just like Tsireya, just like ma To’Roi,” I turned to my lover as he proudly smiled at me ,”If they ever harass you again, come get me. I’ll beat his ass.” The teens chuckled at that. They gave one final thanks before running off to do their own things.

“That’s ma (Y/N). Ma yawne,” To’Roi kissed the top of my head. We spent the rest of the day together and joined my family much later.

That night after I recalled the day's events including Aonung’s bully moment, I actually did beat Aonung. I slapped him upside his head and when he tried slapping back, I knocked him onto his butt with my tail. Surprisingly our father didn't stop me, nor did our mother, or Tsireya. They kind of just…watched, even To’Roi who joined me in our family dinner. After that, Aonung confessed that he took Lo’ak out of the reef.

He’s lost his damn mind.

These are who I imagine are Sansu, Tavë and To’Roi (in that order).

Read part 1: Aonung is a skxawng

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[go-river-flows]

Aonung is a skxawng (Sister of a Skxawng miniseries)

Summary: Aonung is a skxawng. That is a fact. He is a bully and picks on his older sister's friends for little things they can't control. The thing is, he doesn't learn from his mistakes.

A/N: Im making this a mini-series after having a lot more idea's for it.

My little brother was an asshole and a bully. Him and his friends were all dumbasses. Just because our father was the Olo’eyktan and a mighty warrior doesn't mean you can push other people around. He picks on my friend who had a few too many stripes on their face, another for having a large scar on his back from an akula attack, and another friend who had a slightly larger left ear. All of these things had something in common, it was from something they couldn't control. And what does Aonung do? Pick on them, even though my friends are older than him. He has some massive balls for doing what he does, especially when he knows my friends could definitely beat him up in a fight. 

  Tavë – the one with more stripes on her face – stormed into my mauri (I had my own mauri as I was an adult) slumping onto the floor as a whine left her mouth. 

“Tavë, what's wrong?”

“Your stupid brother is what's wrong,” she mumbled into the soft woven flooring. Not that much longer, Sansu – the one with a slightly bigger left ear – stormed in grumbling under his breath.

“Sansu.”

“Thank Eywa you're here, go deal with your brother,” Sansu kicked an empty basket across my mauri.

“Hey! Don't kick my things!” I scolded him.

“Yeah, just like that – at your brother,” Sansu gestures wildly. Next came To’Roi – large scar on his back from an akula attack. He didn't say anything, opting to just sit down next to me as I'm weaving a new top. He planted his head on my shoulder like he always does when he’s upset. I lightly pat his head to calm him, Sansu was pacing around and Tavë was still laying on the floor, face down.

Finally Sansu sat down after fuming and I had finished up my top. A head popped into my mauri.

“Hi Tsumuke! Hi guys!” Tsireya exclaimed, the three grumbled a ‘hi’ as I smiled back at her.

“Hello little sister,” she shuffled her way into my mauri observing the scene.

“Let me guess. Aonung is being a skxawng, again,” Tsireya rolled her eyes playfully, I chuckled as I started to stand, only for To’Roi to wrap his arm around my middle keeping me in place.

“To’Roi, please,” I tapped his arm, to which he just kept me in place.

“Don't move…just…stay still” he mumbled into the crook of my neck, heat crept up my neck to my face as Tsireya laughed at his behaviour.

“Should I tell father what's going on?” Tsireya questioned.

“Nah, we’ll deal with Aonung ourself,” I assured her. And when I mean ‘deal with him’ I mean he’s in for a scolding, possibly ending with him getting his ass beat.

Sansu’s expression lit up, Tavë finally looked up and To’Roi loosened his grip. I put down my newly woven chest covering and the three– no four of us including Tsireya stood, exiting my mauri heading for the sandy beach as tonight was the night of communal dinner. Knowing that Aonung would be nearby with his band of bullies, we read each other's minds choosing a space surrounded by the clan in the corner of the communal mauri. The more people who saw the better.

Tsireya went back to our parents to sit with them but we sat and ate, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. It was close to the end of our meals when Aonung and his friends finally showed up.

“Look, the freaks are sitting together,” Aonung laughed condescendingly. We were already used to being called freaks.

“Come on Aonung, We’ve heard that a million times already. I know you can do better than that?” I say, egging him on.

“Oh tsumuke, of course I can. Tavë looks like a pincer fish with all those stripes, any more and she’ll look like she's a wrinkly old woman,” of course he would target the Tavë first, “To’Roi was lucky to get just a scratch. If i was akula, I would've eaten him whole,” he continued, “And Sansu looks like a flat skate fish, his one ear catches more water than his right,” he laughed out loud thinking he's funny, his friends laughing along with him. I couldn't hold back my smirk as my father cast a shadow behind them, his horrified expression from hearing his son talk so rudely to my friends. Tavë, Sansu and To’Roi looked at each other with knowing looks.

“Just leave us alone,” Sansu said in monotone, hiding his amusement and creeping smile, knowing that Aonung was already caught.

“Just leave us alone,” Aonung mocked, “listen to these freaks.” I laughed darkly internally, maintaining a poker face as my father’s expression turned to anger. How did Aonung not notice him? Our father’s large figure and presence was hard to miss. But Aonung’s friend finally looked behind him and noticed the Olo’eyktan grabbing Roxto and pulling him away. 

“Aonung!” our father raised his voice, startling Aonung who instantly looked like he was about to shit himself, turning around to face our father scared out of his mind shrinking slightly. “So this is how you talk to your sister and her friends?” his calm voice scared Aonung even more. Our father just pointed out of the communal mauri and Aonung left with his tail between his legs, quite literally. Everyone within earshot was staring in our direction. “I will have Aonung apologise before you return to your mauri’s,” with that my father turned to leave the communal mauri.

When he left the group of us finally cracked up. The group of us gave each other high four’s.

“Oh great mother! That was hilarious! Did you see his face?! He almost shit himself, that skxawng!” Sansu chortled.

“He’s already a skxawng for trying it in front of everyone!” Tavë pointed out, laughing at the stupidity. To’Roi just laughed slapping his leg, his other clutching his stomach whilst hunching over. 

“Ow…my stomach….ow” To’Roi coughed out whilst still laughing. I laughed silently, my body shaking from the whole ordeal, the clan’s people around us chuckled at the sight of us shaking their heads at the uproar.

We tried finishing up our meals, occasionally chuckling and as promised by my father Aonung returned to apologise to my friends.

“And your sister?” our father raised his brow.

“Sorry tsumuke.”

“No. Properly,” our father demanded.

“I'm sorry tsumuke, I won't pick on your friends again. I'm sorry,” he repeated with a bit more sympathy. 

“Good,” our father nodded with crossed arms, proud that his son could properly apologise. Pulling Aonung to his mother. 

Returning to my mauri, Tsireya followed me as she wanted to stay with me for the night. Laying in the hammock, she snuggled in next to me like what we used to do when I was younger. The next morning we went for an early swim. I was doing my usual herb hunting for my mother, the clan’s Tsahik when Tsireya waved to get my attention.

‘Look. I found a pearl. It's so pretty and blue,’ she signed. I returned with a smile swimming to meet her, looking at the beautiful blue pearl.

‘It's beautiful! Where did you find it?’ Tsireya pointed to the sandy shallow swimming closer to it and brushed some sand away to find more. I looked in the area too, finding a similar looking one. 

‘Got one! Let's head back!’ I signed to her.

Tsireya called for our ilu and as soon as we breached the surface the blow of a horn surprised us.

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