A\N:

Another day, another fanfic!

I'll admit, the day I thought I'd find easiest to write turned out to be the hardest so far, and it really bumped me down. I got a huge writer block in the aspect of "what-to-write", not "how." It's also shorter than the other chapters. I reaaally don't know what do I think of it. I hope you guys will like it.

Day IV in Borra Week, Mythology.

Korra and Bolin were bored.

She could swear time just refused to move, and was about to bend the hell out of the watch, but he stopped her at the last minute.

It was a casual Tuesday night, and Korra who was bored, came over to the brothers' apartment, to spend some time with Bolin, and when he'll come back from work, with Mako too.

It was still boring as hell, but at least they were bored together.

He was sitting against the wall and she was laying in front of him, her head in his lap, both of their eyes closed, humming to the sounds from the radio.

After a short moment Korra lost her temper and knocked the table with a mere poke, the radio falling with it.

"BOLIN."

"Mngh?"

She sat in front of him, legs and arms crossed.

"TALK TO ME." She insisted.

He sighed, opening his green eyes and looking at her.

"About what?"

"I don't know. Anything!" She threw her hands in the air with frustration.

He laughed a bit, putting two hands on her shoulders, and he felt her hands slumping down.

"Alright, alright, just relax."

She smiled at him and sighed herself. "I'm fine. But tell my anything!"

"You met dragons before, right?"

"Dragons? Yeah, in the spiritual world. Why?"

"They seem like fascinating creatures! They're huge and they fly and they're so unique and rare. The way they move…" He mimicked the moving of a dragon with a wave of his hand, and Korra laughed at the gesture.

"No, not like that!"

She got up and showed him "The Dancing Dragon" that Iroh II taught her.

Bolin clapped his hands. "That was great, Korra! It looked like you were going to firebend any second now."

"Because it is a firebending dance. Dragons were the very first firebenders."

"Whoa! That is amazing! That explains a lot of why firebenders are so cool and out-going."

"What do you mean?"

Bolin stood up, cleaned himself from dust, and put one clothespin on his nose.

"Badgermoles were the very first earth benders, right?"

She tried her best not to crack up from his voice, and nodded.

"And what do they do?"

He did his best to sniff around the room with the clip on his nose, eventually reaching Korra's neck and tickling it a bit.

She laughed and pushed him away, while he removed the clip.

"They only try to find a way. What for? They don't know."

She shrugged. "To live and survive under the best conditions. They do it slowly, but eventually everything is settled the way the want it."

He sat back down, leaning against the wall and banging his head lightly against it too. She took the place next to him. "But no one sees them. They are always… underground. Unseen."

His face frowned, and it took her a while to realize what he meant. Earthbenders. Firebenders.

She put her hand on his and smiled. "And they can't see anyone too. But they always find a way. With their senses, and sometimes, with something else." With her free hand, she poked lightly the spot on his chest where his heart was. He looked at her, at her hand, back at her, and sighed heavily, taking the hand down.

"Does it really matter? They still stay underground."

She started to run out of arguments, but the last thing she wanted was to leave him bumped like that.

"W-Well, they're alive. All dragons are dead but two."

He raised an eyebrow. "Your point being?" He said in a weak, defeated voice.

"Sometimes there is nothing wrong with being underground for a plan one way and let nothing get in it."

He didn't buy it.

He scanned her expression, and found mostly concern. He hated seeing her like that. He had to present something different.

"I guess being alive underground is better than nothing!" He said in a cheerful voice, and relief found her face.

"You got it!" she said in the same tune.

They just smiled at each other for a short moment, and she, for somewhat reason, found it appropriate to lick his cheek.

His face got red almost immediately. "Wh-what was that for?"

"That's the way badgermoles show affection."

He blinked a bit, and then they both burst into laughter.

'Plan my way and let nothing get in it, huh.' Bolin thought to himself. 'Maybe I should start digging.'

A\N: Can I say I'm super scared of how the last sentence went out?