"Daddy," a small black haired girl called out as she ran into the small kitchen, instantly running into her father's leg once she turned the corner.
Bolin looked down at his daughter, who was now clinging to his leg. "Uh, Kera, are you ok," he asked as he paused from cutting up vegetables with his wife.
"San's being mean." Kera mumbled into her father legs as she continued to hold on to it.
Bolin looked over at Opal a little confused. "Did I miss something while I was gone?"
Opal frowned a little. "Well, it's just the usual sibling conflicts. San feels like he's getting old to play with Kera, and Kera is feeling left out and alone since she's never really played with anyone but him."
"Really?" Bolin said as he raised an eyebrow at her. "I guess since I'm the only who knows what Kera is going through, I guess I'll fix it," Bolin said as he put down his knife and turned to pick up his daughter, who was a spitting image of him when they were side-by-side – excluding her slightly darker complexion.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Opal asked as she turned and looked at her husband with her hands on her hips.
"Nothing personal honey," Bolin smiled at her. "It's just, I know what she's going through and great way to fix it."
"May I remind you, smart guy, I was a younger sibling too," Opal reminded him, still feeling a little hurt from being excluded.
"And an older one." Bolin said before quickly kissing her cheek and walking to the living room, leaving his wife to stew in her slight annoyed, anger.
"Ok Kera, let me give you a little lesson on how to be a great younger sibling," Bolin said as he carried his daughter into the living room and set her down on the couch. "There will come a time when you feel like you're being ignored, kind of like what's going on now," he started, his daughter just staring up at him with her big green eyes and holding on tight to her doll that one of the air acolytes made for her. "But I'll let you in on a little trick that you can use to remind San that you're his little sister."
"Mom! Dad!" San yelled out as he ran down the stairs and toward the kitchen.
"Mom! Dad!" Kera soon yelled out as she followed her brother down the stairs.
San came running into the kitchen while his parents were setting up the table. "Make her stop!"
Kera ran in beside him. "Make her stop," she yelled as well.
San looked down at the four year old. "I'm serious Kera, stop it!"
"I'm serious Kera, stop it," Kera repeated as she stared up at her brother, smiling a little at his frustration.
"You did not," Opal groaned as she looked at her kids with worry.
"Yeah, the shadow game fixes everything." Bolin smiled as he looked on at his creation.
"No, it doesn't! The shadow game is horrible." Opal objected as she walked past her husband and toward her two kids.
"Wait, you've played it before," Bolin asked, a little shock and the new information.
"Wing and Wei used to torture us with this game growing up. It was annoying," Opal said as she briefly looked back at her husband. She then knelt down to be at eye level with her daughter. "Now, Kera, no matter what your father told you, this game is not nice. You need to stop."
"But San's finally playing with me," Kera pouted.
"Am not," San disagreed as she looked down at his sister and crossed his arms.
"Am not," Kear repeated as she did the same.
Opal looked at her daughter with a concerning look. "Honey," Opal said as she made Kear look at her, "why don't we try something different, ok," she asked before leaning in to talk in her ear.
Once Opal backed away, Kera walked over to her dad and climbed in a chair to stand in it. "Hey daddy, do you want to play shadow," she asked innocently as looked up at Bolin.
Bolin smiled and shook his head. "Nice try honey, but I'm not falling for that one."
"Nice try honey, but I'm not falling for that one," Kera repeated as she tried to hold back a smile.
"Kera, stop."
"Kera, stop."
"I'm serious."
"I'm serious."
"Kera, sweetie, I'm getting annoyed."
"Kera, sweetie, I'm getting annoyed."
"How does it feel to have a taste of your own medicine," Opal asked as she smirked and looked proudly at her creation.
Bolin looked up at her, seeming to be very annoyed. "I'm so getting back at you for this."
Kera turned her head to look at her mother. "I'm so getting back at you for this."
