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GOOD COMPANY
After the group made it back to Republic City, Mako threw Sans in a cell. Frisk had a sinking feeling in her gut that it wouldn't be enough to hold back the angry skeleton. She didn't dare save yet for fear he would escape and kill her. "But if I don't save…maybe I should load? Or maybe I need to keep a low profile and see what happens…" pondered Frisk. She hated to admit it, but she was terrible when it came to making important decisions. If it wasn't for her power, she would have died a long time ago. She shook the thought away from her mind, and caught up with Korra. "So, is Sans going to be okay?" asked Frisk. Korra didn't open her eyes though. Feeling ignored, Frisk folded her arms and pouted. "Can you hear me?" Still no response from the Avatar. "I don't get it. She's just meditating! Unless she fell asleep somehow?" thought Frisk.
"She's meditating," gently said Asami. She placed a blanket around Korra's back and shoulders. Frisk could clearly see the Avatar was meditating but didn't understand what that had to do with being outright ignored and continued to pout. She watched Asami put a kettle on top of a stove. "Would you like some ginseng tea with honey? It's great for calming the nerves," offered Asami. She had to admit that she did feel a lot of stress since her best friend was freaking out and behind bars in a different world to their own. Frisk dropped her arms to her sides and nodded, sitting down next to Korra. Looking up at the Avatar, Frisk wondered what it would be like to control the elements.
"Asami, I know she's meditating and all, but why won't she answer me when I'm worried about my friend?" asked Frisk.
The raven haired goddess sashayed over, kneeling down carefully as to not spill the tea all over Frisk before sashaying over to the couch and sitting down, neatly folding one leg over the other. "Because she can't hear anyone when she enters the spirit world. She often goes there for advice from her old friend, Iroh. He's been very helpful since she can no longer talk to her past lives," explained Asami, sipping her tea. "You're really not from this world, are you?" gently asked Asami as it sank in some more. It was starting to get really bothersome for Frisk that this fact was taking so long to be accepted.
"I am not from this world. Sorry for sounding annoyed, but it's been a long day with people asking the same questions over and over," replied Frisk. Asami chuckled and nodded. "I must say though, you and Korra have been good company for me since everything happened. So, thanks for that," sheepishly thanked Frisk. It was then that Korra had opened her eyes and stretched. Frisk suddenly felt self conscious since she had tried to get her attention when she was busy talking with a dead man in the spirit world. "So," started Frisk but felt even more self conscious when Korra looked at her during mid stretch to give her her full attention.
"Yes?" Korra asked, waiting for Frisk to continue her thought.
"Even though I'm not from this world and neither is Sans, it seems that it affected his ability to use his magic. I was thinking, what if I'm able to bend in this world?" asked Frisk, feeling foolish for asking a thing like that. But Korra didn't laugh and neither did Asami. If anything, Korra just gently smiled.
"So, you want to see if you're a bender now simply because you're in our world?" asked Korra, making sure she got the full gist of what Frisk was saying. All Frisk did was nod while she buried her face in her lukewarm mug. The Avatar looked over at Asami with a raised eyebrow, but when Asami shrugged, Korra nodded, knowing her girlfriend had nothing to do with this weird thought process. "Kid, you might be a bender, but you might not. But look at my girlfriend here. She's from this world and can't bend, but that doesn't make her less than amazing. Same applies to you. Even if you can't bend, I'm sure Asami would love to teach you how to protect yourself if you're interested," offered Korra. Frisk looked up from her mug in excitement.
"So, you'll help me find out if I can bend or not?" asked Frisk excitedly. Korra stood up straight after touching her toes and firmly nodded. Frisk jumped up from the couch and did a cheer. "Alright! It's my birthday! It's my birthday! Woohoo!" Korra and Asami chuckled at Frisk's antics before Frisk fell down laughing herself. It looks like Frisk had some hard work ahead of her, but she decided it would be a good distraction while she figured out what to do about the Sans situation.
Back at the sheriff station, Mako was sitting at his desk, filing paperwork about a dangerous skeleton who was clawing at the walls in his cell. The sound of bone against platinum did not feel good to Mako's ears. "Sir, you need to stop that right now," commanded Mako. Sans stopped momentarily for Mako to sigh in relief and go back to his paperwork. Mako jumped when the sound started again, making ink spread across the important paper diagonally. "Argh! Why are you so evil?" angrily shouted Mako. He stood up to shred the ruined paper, and left to go to the printing room so he could get a new copy.
"I'm not evil…Just broken and lost…" whispered Sans in his lowly cell.