Coca-Korra
A Legend of Korra crackshot
By
EvilFuzzy9
Mako, Bolin, and Asami stared in disbelief at the billboard hanging above the entrance to the Professional Bending Stadium.
Korra stood beneath the billboard, facing them with an expectant look on her face. She was smiling broadly, white teeth shining from a wide gin, and her arms were raised to the side above her, palms lifted faceup towards the billboard, as if to say
"So? Give me your honest opinion," said Korra, interrupting the narration with her question. She was addressing the three other members of Team Avatar, excepting Naga, who was preoccupied with marking a very nice, very expensive looking Satomobile. Korra's deep blue eyes twinkled in her face with an almost childlike glee as she pointed above her. "Is it awesome? Or is it awesome?"
Mako stared at his girlfriend in disbelief.
"Korra... What did you do?!" he demanded, pointing up at the billboard.
It depicted the current Avatar dressed in a traditional Water Tribe Parka, aside from the fact that it was red where it should have been blue, with a smile on her big, painted-on face that was uncannily identical to the grin which currently graced the young Water Tribeswoman's face.
She also happened to be holding a transparent glass bottle of some bubbly brownish-black beverage, with the word
DRINK
emblazoned across the top of the billboard in bold, curling script. Continuing the message, at the bottom, was written in matching text:
COCA-KORRA
Delicious and Refreshing
Korra beamed.
"Isn't it great?" she declared, either oblivious or uncaring to the aghast looks on her friends' faces. "I'm getting paid loads, and all I had to do was give them permission to use my image!"
Asami's palm became intimately acquainted with its owner's forehead.
Bolin fainted.
And then a man in a suit started yelling at them to get Naga off of his car.
Mako wanted to cry.
He really did.
"Tenzin is not going to be happy when he hears about like this..." he muttered, sighing longsufferingly.
Korra was a great girlfriend, and hot besides, but that was not to say that dating her was without its trials.
No, not in the slightest.
The billboard chose that moment to quite abruptly fall from its hanging place, seemingly without provocation. It landed mere inches shy of smashing Korra's toes into jelly.
Then Naga proceeded to barrel right through them, bowling Team Avatar over in her haste to escape the scene of the crime, an angrily shouting businessman gesturing angrily at the newly befouled leather upholstery of his car.
It was not their proudest moment, to be sure.
A/N: So, aside from a few bits of shameless smut on WDC, this is the first real... well, anything that I have actually written for LOK. This fic is simple, stupid, and rather childish in its use of slapstick humor.
Perfect, in other words. XD
ALSO, maybe check out some of the fics I have done for ATLA? :D
TTFN and R&R!