Randomness from waking up in the morning. I'm not a mechanic so if anything seems wrong, I'm sorry.
Korra's bored. Asami attempts to give her something to do while wanting to finish her broken Satomobile.
The timing of the Satomoblie's belts were off again. She had been having issues with them lately and this was the second time this week they went off. Now she had to replace valves and pistons because of damage. Asami was glad that she had another auto to drive around but this was her baby. The radio was playing tunes and it was a fairly nice day to work on the machine that would roar when working properly.
Tap, tap, tap.
Pulleys were loosened. Check.
Tap, tap, tap.
Front wheels were removed. Check.
Tap, tap, tap.
And Korra is bored… again.
"For goodness sakes Korra," Asami turned from under the hood, "Can you please stop that?"
"No problem. No more foot tapping. I just haven't had to do Avatar stuff in a long time, you know."
The engineer nodded and continued on her task. It was quiet again besides the radio. Until Korra started pacing back and forth in the garage. Asami looked back from under the hood again.
"Korra, if you are so bored, why don't you go into the city and find me some horn fluid."
"Horn fluid? What's that for?"
Asami continued her little lie knowing full well that Korra would never find it in Republic City, "It, uh, helps the car horn sound. The horn isn't working on this because it is out of it."
She even pressed the horn lightly to make a faulty sound.
"Horn fluid." Korra almost jumped with joy, "I will return with it shortly."
"Thanks sweetly." Asami smiled before sighing with relief that her girlfriend knew nothing about Satomobiles. She knew Korra would take the task seriously and hopefully take enough time for her to finish. Apologies would have to come later but this was a hobby that needed to be repaired in haste.
Naga was happy to be out and about. Korra rode slowly with traffic, waving at kids while being stared at. She rarely made it into the new parts of the city so the sight of her was strange. Future Industries, with help from Varrick and Bataar Sr., rebuilt much of the old part of town while expanding the city like President Raiko wanted. Korra spent most of the past three years helping Wu in the Earth Empire and now it was on track to become a government without having a monarchy as the main ruler.
For the past month, Korra had absolutely nothing to do but train, meditate and attempt to not bother Asami at work. Well, the last part was not as easy to do. She found herself restless and while training was nice, she did not want to bother Tenzin all the time.
"Where would one buy horn fluid?" she asked herself and Naga. The polar bear-dog only continued to sniff around the sidewalk.
They continued until they found a small gadget store. Korra told Naga to wait and was answered with a whine before she walked in. Inside were a bunch of gears, clock pieces and other knick-knacks that Korra did not know what their purposes were. She was looking around when an older man came out from the back.
"Can I help you Miss?" he said before adjusting his glasses, "Avatar Korra? This is a surprise."
"Uh, I was hoping someone could help me find some horn fluid for a Satomobile." She said with a determined look, "I'm not completely sure what that is."
"Horn fluid?" the man hummed, "No, I don't think we have any here. You could try Madman Chu on the other side of town. He sells parts for Satomobiles."
Korra cringed for a moment, "Madman Chu?"
"Don't let the name scare you. He's a charming fella unless you anger him and he does tend to talk to himself."
"Are you pulling some kind of prank?" the man called Madman Chu shouted as he began to throw things. Heavy things. Korra was forced to duck and evade as the metal pieces came her way.
"No, I was sent to find some horn fluid." She soon hid behind a shelf.
"Get out of here before you cause me more headache!"
The Avatar started running out of the store. Fingers were in her mouth as she whistled for Naga to come quickly. With a leap, she landed on the saddle and they took off down the street as fast as they could. She could understand why he was called that. He was crazy! Korra did not touch anything in the store and he suddenly started yelling at her.
It was past midday when they heard shouts for help. Korra glanced all around her before running into the direction of the screaming. They would soon find a few triad members surrounding a woman. They were trying to get her purse. It was déjà vu all over again.
"Hey," Korra shouted from behind the men, "Why don't you pick on someone that can fight?"
The triad members turned to face her before suddenly throwing the bag and anything else they had stolen that day. They did not stick around to fight leaving the Avatar to grin. A series of curses followed them as she was not someone to fight after what she had done three years ago.
"Well that was easy." She muttered before picking everything up, "Here is your bag," Korra glanced at the random items, "and everything else. Maybe I'll just take these to the police station."
"Thank you Avatar Korra."
After another attempt to ask for help and turning everything into the police station, Korra found herself in the city's main park. It did not take her long to get pulled into a game with some of the children that were playing with a ball. There was no bending and she found that she could not use her arms to touch the ball.
It was almost time for the sun to begin setting when she realized that she had played for too long. The children also wore her out and she fell to the grass by a bridge. Naga started to play in the water as Korra watched the clouds.
"Good afternoon to you, Avatar Korra." She heard from the bush on her left. It was the hobo that had helped her and her friends during the Equalist conflict.
Korra rolled from her spot and held her hands up in defense before lowering them, "Oh, hello again. Is your bush still sparkling like before?"
"Sparkling like it always has." He grinned widely, "Say, would you mind fishing out some fishies again? It has been some time since I had some."
The Avatar looked around before trailing off, "I thought we were not allowed to fish here?"
The hobo shrugged, "Is anyone really going to stop you?"
Korra glanced around again before standing up. Her arms swung out wide before she began waterbending an orb of water. It would contain a couple of fish in it like she was hoping to catch. Soon a stick would be placed before her face.
"Are those the same ones I used all those years ago?" she said. Her eyes were still wide from having the object near her face.
"Yes indeed! It's best to not waste good sticks like these."
The dark skinned woman could only nod before sticking the fish. Soon she would begin to firebend, cooking the fish quickly. The hobo waited patiently before being handed one. As if on cue, a sharp whistle would go off.
"Hey, you can't fish here. How many times must I say this?"
Korra jutted her lower lip. She was not going to run this time. She waited until the rounded cop reached them before holding out a fish, "Why don't you join us?"
After some more persuasion, the three of them were all talking over firebent fish. Then Korra asked the important question of the day.
"Where can I find horn fluid for a Satomobile?"
The cop and the hobo looked at each other before laughing.
"Whoever told you that was really messing with you. There's no such thing for a Satomobile." The cop answered through his laughter.
Korra then really started to pout. She was tricked. The entire day was spent looking for something that was not real. She was going to have to talk to Asami about these kinds of games. It was unfair since she knew nothing about machines other than how to drive them.
She handed the rest of her fish to Naga before standing, "Thanks for the help, I guess. I better get back home before the sun's completely down."
The cop and the hobo waved as she left. Yes, she was going to speak to Asami for this.
Asami was now lying under the car. Her tools were sprawled out neatly and out of reach. To help with the time, she was also humming along with the music on the radio. Then something was thrown at her feet causing her to react and bump her head on the Satomobile above her. Korra was home and she was angry.
"Horn fluid, huh?"
Asami pushed herself from under the car, "Sorry about that Korra. You were bothering my hobby time. Can you pass the half inch ratchet? I left it over there."
Korra looked at the laid out tools and started checking each one for a sign that it was the half inch one. She handed it over before ranting.
"I spent the entire day looking for this stuff. I even had someone throw things at me thinking it was a prank."
"Madmand Chu?" Asami hummed with a guilty look, "Normally it is used as a prank. Sorry."
"You could have just asked me to leave."
The mechanic hummed again, "I didn't want to seem mad that you were bored and pacing around the garage. So I came up with something to keep you busy. Can you hand me the screwdriver?"
Korra looked at the tools again, "Which one is a screwdriver?"
"It has a flat tip," then she cursed, "Shit, never mind. This screw is routed out. I need another tool entirely to get it out."
A pair of blue eyes was suddenly appearing under the Satomobile, "Show me."
Asami pointed to what she was talking about. The screw's groove was removed, probably from a previous time where she had been angry and did not care about it.
"I'm not going to be able to get that out."
Korra concentrated before getting the thing out with a twist of her wrist, "Like that?"
Asami blinked as the screw was now right in her face, "Yeah. Thanks."
The Avatar beamed before looking around. She pulled the tools closer before poking her head underneath the car again, "Teach me."
"You really want to learn how to fix this?"
Korra nodded. Her girlfriend smiled before starting her instruction. The moon was already up but they continued to work. Asami knew that she sent the Avatar on the wrong mission. The mission was right here in the garage.
I swear... I will write a Makorra one-shot... eventually... I'm a bad Makorra shipper, I know.
