Hey, guys! Sorry for the extremely long absence from fan fiction, but I am back! So, I was looking at some of my other stories and realized that my very first one "Sahara: A Prodigy Daughter" was not very good - basically my worst story, but then again, it was my first. So, I decided to make a rewrite of it - so here we are! I hope this turns out a lot better than the original one. I saw why people really didn't pay much attention to it. There's so many reasons, but you can go ahead and see for yourself. This is going to be a bending fanfic. Here's the information about the characters:
Korra is 20 in this story and is happily married to Mako for about half a year. Before they got married, Korra was pregnant, and this led them to getting married a few months earlier than planned. She is currently 8 months along and is rather . . . huge. Bigger than when her mother was pregnant with her, you should say. She's nervous, yet excited to be a parent and knows that she'll have her friends and family to help her when we needs it.
Mako is 21 in this story and is happily married to Korra for about half a year. Proposing to her on her 20th birthday, they planned for their wedding, which happened earlier then planned because of Korra's pregnancy. Since he is now a detective for Chief Beifong, he had to ask for a maternity leave so he could help his wife when she needed it, which was every five minutes. Lin let him have the leave and the couple is anxiously waiting for the birth of their baby.
Asami is also 20 in this story and happily married to Bolin for about three months. Being the proud sister-in-law to Korra and the aunt of her child, Asami is willing to do anything her best friend needs, including throwing her a baby shower. When Mako was away before he asked for his leave from The police force, Asami was Korra's right-hand assistant. The two have become very close and love having one another's company, for the sake of Korra's bloated stomach in the way of doing the crazy things they used to do before she got pregnant.
Bolin is also 20 in this story and happily married to Asami for about three months. Being the brother of Mako, he is the bubbly, excited uncle of Korra's child and her brother-in-law. He has the pleasure of being Republic City's most beloved mover star, but wen he's not on set, he's usually with Asami and Korra, entertaining them with some of his famous jokes and hanging around, helping around when Korra needs it. He also helps in distracting the airbending kids from playing rough around Korra, and for that, she is very grateful.
Jinora is a 13-year-old who's about to earn her airbending tattoos. She is very excited and bubbly about the news and won't stop flying up in the air whenever somebody mentions it. Despite the events, she also helps Bolin keep away her destructive little siblings away from her pregnant friend and does everything in her power to not overload the Avatar with questions about her baby. The occasional name and gender question comes along, but Asami or Bolin have to make sure to clamp her mouth shut before she gets carried away with being curious.
Yes, Jinora will be a regular character in this story, so feel free to cheer if you like that idea. Anyways, enjoy!
"Thank you so much for helping me set up the things in the nursery. It's been difficult, considering the fact that Mako can't get out of work until he finishes his last case," Korra said to her brother and sister-in-law as she sat down in a cushioned rocking chair, hands folded on top of her bloated stomach. The young 20-year-old Avatar was now married to the city's best detective and was expecting a child very soon. Meanwhile, her brother-in-law, Bolin, and her sister-in-law, Asami, were setting up furniture and painting the walls of the new nursery in their rather large house – this is the Avatar's home we're talking about, what do you expect?
"No problem, Kor," Bolin strained out as he lifted up the dresser on one arm and the changing table in the other.
"Anything for my Soul Sister," Asami said with a smile as she paused painting over a drawn outline on the wall, "And sweetheart, don't strain yourself, one piece of furniture at a time!" she playfully scolded her husband, who let out a heavy breath of relief, putting down the dresser and carrying the changing table with ease to the wall by the door.
"The room is looking fantastic, you guys. I'm so glad I have you guys to help me out with Mako's absence," Korra said as she slowly stood up from the chair, smiling as she looked around the room. It smelt of fresh paint with a tint of sweat, although the paint overlooked the sweat. Asami turned her body from the wall so her sister-in-law could see it.
"Does this look good?" she asked, revealing a bright, large, yellow-orange sun with small lines of white and very pale gray stretching over a baby-blue sky at the top of the wall for as far out as Asami could reach.
"That looks great, Asami! What exactly are you planning to do on the wall, though?" Korra asked as she stood next to the ladder her friend was on.
"Well, since we don't know for sure what gender the baby is, I decided to do a garden on this wall that extends down to a hill and a lake on the left wall, with a peaceful forest on the back wall coming back to a porch of a house on the right wall. Since the baby's crib is going to be on the garden wall, I'll have an arch over the crib with the baby's name on it," Asami said as she described the details of her painting. Korra nodded her head in approval.
"That's a nice visual you set up for me right there. Since when did you get that creative?" she asked, looking up at Asami who was returning to painting the wall. Asami paused for a moment and playfully smirked down at her friend. She was just about to say something when a rich voice took the words from her mouth.
"She invented the iPad and all the generations of the iPhone and iPod, what do you expect?" the man said. Looking at the doorway, they saw Mako, leaning against the frame of the doorway, smiling in satisfaction. Korra smiled at the sight of her husband home early.
"Hey, Mako! You weren't supposed to be home until 5:00," she said as he walked to her, hugging her from behind since her stomach wouldn't allow him to do so from the front.
"Yeah, well, I finally cracked the case this morning about an hour after I got to the station. Turns out it was Vincent Ramon. That guy sure knows how to hide evidence, but he can't hide DNA and fingerprints very well," Mako said after giving his wife a kiss on her temple. Asami threw out her arms in slight exasperation.
"And that guy was one of my best mechanics," Asami said as she continued to paint.
"And one my friends!" Bolin exclaimed after he finished moving around the changing table.
"Anything I can do to help out?" Mako asked his wife.
"No, not really – " Korra started, but was then cut off by Bolin's groan of struggle. The painter, the detective, and the Avatar turned to see Bolin trying to lift up the rather heavy dresser and Korra winced at the sight.
"You sure about that?" Mako asked, his eyes not leaving his struggling brother.
"Actually no; go help out your brother, he's dying over there," Korra said as she gestured to Bolin, who repeatedly tried to lift the dresser off of the ground at least five inches with no avail. Mako nodded in agreement and helped out his brother, carrying the dresser with ease. Bolin's mouth dropped in disbelief.
"And I'm supposed to be the buffer brother!" Bolin said with his mouth agape. Mako chuckled in reply.
"Yeah, but I'm the leaner brother, and I still have some muscle. Being buff doesn't always mean you're the strongest," Mako said as he walked over to the left side of the room where the changing table was. He set it down next to the changing table and pushed it against the wall, only turning to see a pouting Bolin. He just shook his head and ruffled up his little brother's hair as he made his way back to Korra, who sat back down in the cushioned rocking chair during the little scene.
"It's getting close to 5:00. Do you guys wanna go out for dinner?" Mako said as he checked his watch a few hours later. Asami, who was finished with a very detailed garden wall, hill-and-lake wall, and forest wall, stopped drawing her draft of the porch and yard on the fourth wall once her stomach let out a small growl, followed by Bolin's much louder rumble after he finished building the crib with Mako, which was then cut off by a very audible growl from Korra who was taking a drink of water from her water bottle. They all laughed and stood up.
"I'll take that as a yes. Narook's Noodlery, then?" Mako asked. They all agreed and had a very filling dinner, although they did stay longer then intended because of Korra's expanded appetite. By the time they left the restaurant, it was 7:30 – the walk back to Korra and Mako's mansion would be too long, even if it was still light because of the summer, so they took the ferry to Air Temple Island, where they were always welcome.
When the team got to the training grounds, a 10-year-old Ikki, an eight-year-old Meelo, and a three-year-old Rohan ran up to the pregnant Avatar, shouting her name in greetings. Korra started to tense – as much as she loved them, they couldn't play rough-and-tumble around her because of her baby. Bolin, being the kids' favorite play-pal, jumped in front of her to prevent them from tackling her like they used to. SO instead of tackling Korra, they tackled him Bolin – but they didn't care; they love Bolin!
"Hey, what's up, you little rug-rats?" Bolin teased as he ruffled up Meelo's hair.
"We were just about to play hide-and-seek tag! Wanna play?" Ikki asked. Bolin's eyes lit up – he loved playing with the kiddos.
"Sure!" he replied eagerly. They pulled him up and dragged him over to the field near the woods to play. Korra let out a sigh of relief once they left.
"That was too close," she said.
"Ya think?" Asami said sarcastically.
"Come on; let's just go inside to let Tenzin know we're here," Mako said. They went over to the main house to see a 13-year-old Jinora reading a book on the couch in the living room. She looked up and her eyes brightened a bit at seeing Korra. The Avatar took a seat next to her and gave her a hug.
"Hey there, Jin. Whatchya got there?" Korra asked, referring to Jinora's book.
"Dad just got me a new series and I haven't been able to put it down all day! It's too good!" Jinora said, leaning into the Avatar as she flipped a page to continue reading. Asami came in from the dining hall and took a seat on a cushioned chair.
"Tenzin knows we're here. Everyone's about to turn in, so we should, too," Asami said. Korra nodded and everyone stood up too retreat for the night.
"Mako. Mako? Mako!" Korra whispered urgently as she shook her husband's shoulder.
"Hmm? What? What? What is it?" Mako mumbled sleepily as he turned to face a wide-eyed Avatar, "And why are the sheets wet?" he grumbled. Then it struck him – the sheets were wet. He sat up in the bed like someone splashed ice on his head. Korra's water broke.
Yup, that's Part 1 of the two parter. I thought it over and decided to make this rewrite different from it's original piece. It might have some similarities, but that's about it. So what gender do you think the baby's gonna be? Boy, girl, both, two and one, or three? Psyche, she's not having triplets, I'm not gonna do that.
Korra: You better not. That's too many kids already!
Mako: Exactly. I'm not very bright about the three kids at once thing.
Asami: I don't think anyone would, Mako.
Bolin: I might!
Me: Bolin, you and Asami aren't going to have a kid until after Korra and Mako's is, like, 5 months old!
Asami: Dude, you are awesome!
Me: I know I am.
Korra: except for the fact that you haven't updated "Sharing the Same Dream" in over two months.
Mako/Asami/Bolin/Me: YOU REALLY HAD TO BRING THAT UP RIGHT NOW?!
Korra: Geez! Tone it down before you blow off my ears and set off my hormones.
(Mumbles in agreement)
I promise to all my viewers of "Sharing the Same Dream" that I'll update soon, just not tomorrow. It's Father's Day and I'm planning on singing my dad "Angel with a Shotgun". Expresses everything I feel about him. I am such a Daddy's Girl.
Korra/Mako/Asami/Bolin: (Sarcastically) No, really?
Me: Shut up, you guys!
DISCLAIMERS:
I DO NOT own "The Legend of Korra". Belongs to Mike and Bryan
