"Korra?" questioned Robin. He was looking over a pair of blue muddy leather boots with white fur for lining.

"Yeah, rob?" replied Korra with panic in her voice. "Why are there a pair of muddy boots on the kitchen counter?" quizzed Robin with confusion. "MY BOOTS!" shouted Korra with happiness laced in her voice. "Why are they on the kitchen counter?" he said with even more confusion matched with a furrowed brow. Korra simply shrugged. "I dune. Maybe BB put them there." She replied with content. " Please, even BB knows to not put boots on the kitchen counter and boots don't just jump on a counter by themselves." Robin said while gesturing to the mud stain on the counter. Korra just looked at robin with a glare that would have normal boys begging for mercy. But, robin was not normal. " I always put my boots on the shoe rack in MY bedroom. So, I don't lose my boots. Ever." Retorted Korra in a defensive tone. Just as luck would have it, Cyborg came in whisling a techno tune. He was all covered in mud. Head to toe. "Good mornin' Cy. I see you're all covered in mud." Korra smirked with victory. " Oh yeah, the t car had a few tyre problems yesterday. I ran into a ditch and had to pull her out since none can handle my baby properly. I decided to pull her out myself. I then discovered that my shoe plates on my soles couldn't handle it so I borrowed your boots Korra. I hope you don't mind." Korra turned round to face robin. And she got a very mumbled apology as well.

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