A/N: Hi guys, so I went to camp last week and while I was away numerous somewhat depressing things happened. First, and foremost, my laptop crashed. Died. Fried. Went bye bye. Which is super upsetting because I have everything I have written on there in the last year and 4 months. Also, my mother cleaned my room. THIS is super depressing because she thought I had typed everything up that was on lined paper and therefore through it all out… meaning that all this fic that I wrote on paper also went Bye Bye. This is my longwinded excuse as to why I have not updated this. The original chapter four was much better than this I think, but I can hardly remember what was written as it was like 2 weeks ago at 12:30 am. So please forgive me for this being so late and somewhat bland. BUT as always please enjoy and review!

Rima sat in her cell, her face contorted into a mask of disgust as she watched Bolin eat not only Rima's noodles, but also slurped up the rest of Asami's, "Slow down, Fatty, you might get a tummy ache."

Bolin slurped up the last noodle before looking over at her, "I, miss, am not fat." To this Rima raised her eyebrows, "I am a growing boy." He said, placing a hand on his stomach and patting it lightly, "I need to keep my energy up."

"That doesn't mean you need to keep your weight up at the same time." Bolin glared at her as Rima smirked, "What? I'm just saying, you could earn to lose a few pounds here and there."

"Enough!" Mako yelled, before Bolin could bounce back with a retort, "None of us want to listen to the two of you go back and forth like this. It's bad enough we have to babysit in the first place."

Just then the door opened to let in both Korra and Lin, "No worries, Mako, you're officially off duty." Lin said, standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips, "You too, Asami."

"Oh, oh, me too?" Bolin asked, getting up and grinning at Lin.

Lin cocked her head, trying to hide a small smile, "Afraid not, you have first watch. Someone will come to switch with you in a few hours though." At this Bolin slouched and took on a pouty face.

"Oh c'mon, Bo, it's not that bad," Korra said, clapping a hand on his shoulder.

Bolin perked up, "Are you on watch with me?"

Korra blinked, backtracking a bit and stumbling on her words, "Well, uh, you see…. Uhm, no, Bolin, I'm not. I have air bending training with Tenzin and the kids." Bolin slouched and pouted once more, "But I'll try and come after," she said, following the other three out the door.

"See you, Bo!" He heard before the door slammed shut and it was only him and Rima left in the room. Slowly Bolin turned back to find Rima trying to squeeze between the bars of her cell; the scary part was that she almost made it.

"Hey!" Bolin yelled, regaining the girl's attention and watched as she continued to wiggle, "Stop that!" When she obviously wasn't listening Bolin began to earth bend, pulling up part of the rock floor to frame around the two bars she wiggled through.

He felt as though he could hear Rima's scowls, "That's not fair!" She yelled, wiggling back out the opposite way and glaring at him through the bars once more.

"Too bad," Bolin said, feeling triumphant. This only made Rima look angrier, and he could hear her mumbling under her breath, "What did you say?" he asked, eyebrows raised.

"I said," she grumbled, "you should come in here and let me whack that grin off of your face!" she yelled at him, glaring heavily afterwards.

Bolin shrugged, "I would not want to hurt you. Y'know, with you being a non-bender and all it's kind of an unfair advantage."

"Too bad," Rima mimicked, "I think you're just scared that I'll pummel you're sorry earthbending butt." She declared, smirking once more as she looked up to the window, calculating how she could climb up there and remove the bars surrounding it.

Bolin frowned, "You could not. Mako and I are pro-benders, we- I mean, I could take you easily."

"Prove it."

"Fine!" Bolin yelled to Rima's surprise. She watched carefully as he pulled up another frame of rock from the floor, this time on her side of the cell, blocking what she assumed was the door. Bolin then carefully opened the barred gate of the cell and stepped into the frame of rock, closing the gate shut behind him before he pushed the floor back down. "Fine." He said again, calmer and more uncertain than before now that he faced his tiny sparring opponent.

Rima grinned menacingly, taking a fighting stance, "Are you sure?" she asked, watching as he followed her lead.

"I'm sure."

"You move first." She said, sounding as though they were merely playing a game of chess and not about to spar. Bolin was extremely unsure of himself in that moment, trying to read this menacing little girl. He slowly moved, debating his first move and if he should bend or not. As soon as she even slightly moved her foot, Bolin made the floor slip beneath her; but she only laughed, "Is that all you got, fatty?" She asked, having easily changed her feet positioning to move with the floor, "My turn," she trilled, and before he could even react she was moving, flipping in the air and throwing her arms against his right arm.

He frowned, and stood up straight, "Was that… supposed to do anything?" he asked, having hardly felt her touch him. His only answer from her was a smirk. He raised his eyebrows, and tried to bend up more rock, finding that it didn't work. Bolin's eyes widened and he frowned, "Chi-blocking isn't fair!" He yelled, looking at her in shock.

Rima shrugged, "Neither is you having your bending."

He frowned, using his leg to stomp up the ground beneath her while he hoped she was somewhat distracted. She went up with the rock, but jumped, coming down behind him quickly and gracefully. As quickly as the first arm, she took out the other, and as Bolin tried to turn and stop her she took out one of his legs, watching as he stumbled and fell.

He regained his pouty face once more, "This is an unfair fight!"

"It always was." She said, shrugging, "That was kind of the point, wasn't it, Mr. Pro-bender?"