I decided to take an Uber, because I didn't want to deal with traffic and monitoring my alcohol consumption. It's a party, I need to let loose. When I found out my boss was renting the Plaza's ballroom, I just knew everyone would be dressed elegant. So I'm wearing a champagne colored cocktail dress, with a sheer neckline, side panel and a little opening exposing my back. The floral appliqués over the stretch lace body of my dress, is really hot. But not too hot. More like a dash of sexy and a whole lot of sophistication, thanks to the cap sleeves.

Kuvira, didn't come home last night, so I'm guessing she spent the night at Baatar's apartment. So I'm very anxious to see what everyone's wearing.

Tonight is the night I put all my troubles, in the back of my mind. It may be a work party, but it's my party too!

" We're here and may I add, You look lovely Madam." My driver tells me.

"You think so?"

"Of course, Miss. Sato, hope you have a great night."

"You two, as well."

I step out of the car, in my nude colored heels, clenching my winter coat. Sadly, my hotness couldn't stop the New York winter breeze. The doorman opens the door for me and I thank him.

Once I get inside, I see thousands of well-dressed guests roaming the lobby. I only spent the night here twice in my lifetime as a child. Even though, I live a few minutes away, I still get that special feeling when I walk inside.

I approach the counter to check in.

"Hello Ma'am. I'm here as a guest for 'Mako Ferrets Christmas Party. I'm Asami Sato."

The woman types away at her computer then looks up at me with a welcoming smile.

"You're on the list. Do you need me to show you the way?" she asks.

"Not at all, Ma'am. I know where it is. Thank You."

"You're welcome.

As I walk through the hotel, I'm so flattered by all the compliments I'm receiving. Everyone here is just so kind! No wonder Kevin Mccallister loved this place so much.

I get to the big door that reads 'Ballroom' and I can hear techno music blasting from the inside. Which is strange, because I thought techno was dead. Before I walk in, I give myself a pep talk.

You got this Asami! Just push open the door!

I push open the door and nothing happens.

Okay Asami. You got this! Just pull open the door.

I pull open the massive door and I'm suddenly sprayed with silly string by...

Spider-Man?

"Who are you supposed to be?" Jake, the 22 year old intern asks, while taking off his mask.

I don't mean to be rude, but I'm too occupied with, starring at the adults running around in costumes, to answer Jake. This is supposed to be an elegant ballroom, but somehow they turned this place into Comic Con!

I see Baatar and Kuvira in the corner and I storm towards me.

"Yo it's…." Baatar looks me and down.

"Who are you supposed to be? Wait don't tell me. Actually tell me, I have no clue." He replies.

I glare at the green jelled haired fellow.

"Why didn't you tell me this was a costume party?"

"Actually it's a Superhero/Villain party and I thought you knew." Harley Quin corrects.

"Kuvira, you knew too?"

"Yes, I did. I thought you knew too!"

If I knew. Why would I would be wearing this? I mean…I wanted to stand out, but not like this!

"Mako sent us all, an email two weeks ago." Baatar replies, messing with my dress sleeves, which I slap his hand away.

" I didn't get the email!"

Both my friends look around like they have nothing else to say.

"I look like an idiot!" I whine.

Kuivra pulls me into a hug.

"No, you don't. You still look hot."

"No, he looks hot." I reply, watching The Human Torch drink almost half the punch.

"Hey, Asami!"

I pull away from my Kuvira, furious.

"Even she knew!"

"Knew what?" Opal asks.

"The dress code." I reply to Batgirl.

"Well yeah. Kuvira told me." she replies, taking a sip of her drink.

"Asami, it's not a big deal. You look amazing. Actually, you look better than everyone here. Like damn, look at that back." Kuvira states.

"Yeah, you have to be a villain, by the way you're torturing us with that hot body of yours." Baatar adds.

"Right? You're like so cool!" Opal adds, making all of us just stare at her.

"I'm sorry. I'm not good with compliments or even flirting. I been trying to talk to that guy eating all the chips, for the past 45 minutes now."

We all look in the direction that Opal's pointing in, and I see a green shirtless, and purple ripped shorts wearing guy, at the food table.

"Bolin? You should totally talk to him." I hype up, completely forgetting about my outfit.

Opal tries to hide her blush.

"No, he probably already has a girlfriend. He's too perfect, for me."

Both Baatar and I burst out into laughter.

"Bolin? Hell No. When it comes to girls he's a dork." Baatar tease.

"He's cooler than I thought." Opal drools, as Hulk himself, shoves more chips down his throat.

As Baatar and Kuvira continues to talk. I can't help but think about how foolish this whole situation is. Why rent out the most expensive hotel in New York, just so you can run around in costumes? This is a Christmas Party, not Halloween! As much as I admire my friends input. I don't think it's wise for me to take advice from two members of the Suicide Squad. When I'm about to drop dead from my own embarrassment. I need to get something to drink."

I head over to the bar, which I'm thinking, might be my safe haven for tonight.

"What would you like Miss?" I look at the many choices.

"Can I say everything?"

The bartender laughs.

"I could actually do that. The host payed for unlimited drinks for all." He replies.

"Then we better stick with one."

I turn around recognizing the voice and see Korra and my mouth drops, literally. I'm at a lost with words.

There she was, dressed up as Wonder Woman. But her outfit isn't the normal bright red/blue patriotic type style. It's the modern twist version. The exactly same one from the recent movie Batman vs Superman Dawn of Justice.

Everything from her 'S' headband, holding her wavy hair in place, to her toned legs has me trying to purify my thoughts. And don't get me started on her chest. Which I'm trying so hard not to look at.

The bartender clears his throat, as I try to clear my mind.

"What would you like?" he asks.

"Ummmm can I get two shots, please." I tell him.

"Is one for me?" Korra asks, taking a seat beside me.

"Oh! Can I get one more for Wonder Woman here?" I add.

"No thank you, Sir. I was just teasing. I'm not drinking." Korra tells the bartender.

As he collects my drink, I just sit quietly, starring forward

"As soon as I saw you, Asami. I rushed over here. If I had Wonder Woman's superpowers, I would have flew. You look beautiful. "

"Thank you, you look great as well." I reply, keeping my eyes straight, unlike my desires.

Why did she have to dress up as my first fictional girl crush? Why couldn't she be Bowser or that little mushroom thingy, that's always in Mario's business? Actually… Bowser would have been the perfect character for her. Since Mako always needs saving, and acts so uppity. He could have been Princess Peach!

"Here is your shots."

I take the one shot and shove it down.

"You really look great, Asami. I love everything about your look."

"I don't know if you noticed, but I'm not a hero or villain ?" I reply.

"You aren't a hero?" Korra asks confused.

"What hero could I be ?" I tease, picking up my last shot.

Korra stops my hand before the rim can hit my lips.

"You're Asami Sato. And if it means anything, you're my hero."

she then takes the shot from my hand and drinks it.

Did she just take a shot? She just took a drink of the devil's poison! Maybe she's not so innocent after all.

"I thought you weren't drinking?" I ask, trying to hide my disbelief.

"One shot won't hurt, it's a party! Do you think I'm a Saint?"

Not with that outfit on, I don't.

"Where is Mako?" I ask, changing the conversation.

"Not sure actually. We didn't come here together. I was so tired from training last night, that I just stayed over Tenzin's house and got ready over there."

"Tenzin and his family are here?" I ask.

"Yep. They're somewhere around here."

I nod to the beat of the music, as I try to decide what to say next.

"Asami? Why aren't you looking at me?"

"I am."

I steal a quick glance, then return my eyes to the front of the bar, admiring the many bottles on display.

"Are you mad at me?"

"Not at all Hun."

Hun? Did you just call her Hun? Are you a Grandmother or a Teacher?

"Once the fight is over, I promise we will spend time more time together. I'm sorry about all of this."

I finally look at her, starring right into her eyes, because I have self-control.

Well I hope I do.

"Listen Korra. I don't have to see you every day, to know you care about me. It's the same way with me as well. You keep training and doing what you need to do. I will support you either way."

"Awww, you're the best. Can I give you a hug?"

"YES!" I say, a little too excited.

We embrace and I feel her hand slowly trace my back.

Is this happening? I always pictured this moment. Well… there was more physical contact involved and maybe a little less clothes and people, but it had the same type of vibe. We haven't pulled away, and I start to wonder if anyone could see our interaction. Because this is pretty intimate.

"Asami?"

The sound of her low voice saying my name, sends shivers down my spine.

"Mmmhm?"

"My bracelet, is sort of stuck on the back of your dress."

*Record Scratch*

"Ooohhh. Okay umm. Have you tried pulling?" I ask, trying to break free, but the bracelet was in fact, attached to my dress.

"I would, but I don't want to rip your dress."

"I guess, the only option we have left is to cut off your hand. Bartender, can I get a knife on the rocks." I call out, making Korra laugh.

"The rocks?" Korra asks.

"Duhhh. We need the ice, so the surgeons can stitch your hand back together." I tease.

"Stop, don't make me laugh. It's going to make me move my hand."

"We want that don't we?" I reply, resting my chin on her shoulder.

"Yeah or you could just ditch the dress. That way, I could make sure to detach my bracelet, without causing any rips."

I'm so glad she can't see the shock look on my face.

"Are you serious? We're in public!"

Korra sighs.

"You're right. I guess, I'll just slide my bracelet off my hand, then"

And just like that, she frees her bracelet from her wrist and pulls away, turning my shoulder so she could unclick her bracelet, without causing a tear.

I stare at the sly devil.

"You're such a liar. Why didn't you do that in the first place?" I say, punching her shoulder. Which doesn't harm her because…she's Wonder Woman.

"I wanted to see you act like yourself again. That's not lying." She replies.

She's really something else. I missed spending time with her. Just hearing her laugh, seeing her smile, and just her being her, is enough.

"Are you serious? I thought you were coming as Black Canary."

Korra and I turn around from the bar, to see my boss dressed up as Green Arrow.

Wonder Woman gets up.

"I thought you were coming as Superman!" she replies, seeing the humor out of the miscommunication.

"I wanted us to match. Now I look foolish." Mako pouts.

"It's okay, Mako. Miscommunications happens all the time. I didn't know it was a costume party, but I'm having fun." I tease.

Mako smiles at me, but on the inside I know he's glaring.

Score one for Asami Sato!

"Aww Babe, I told you I was going as Wonder Woman, weeks ago." She replies, giving him a hug.

"I know and I told you I was going as Green Arrow, as well. I was hoping you would give in and change your mind."

"Why would I do that?" she replies.

"I don't know. Forget all of that. You look very cute by the way." He replies, while wrapping his arms around his girlfriend, leaving small kisses down her neck.

I look around, trying to avoid the P.D.A.

"You're embarrassing me. I can't believe you grew a beard in less than a few hours." Korra tease.

"Its fake." He replies.

Just like his personality!

"Well I like it. Makes you look mysterious."

"Thank you! You look rather ravishing yourself. Funny how I didn't launch any arrows, but I can feel one about to launch."

and at that very moment, I cringe. I did not just hear that. My life is over!

"I'm going to dance." I call out, trying to get away from the couple.

"Noooo, Asami. Don't leave." Korra whines.

"No, I really want to dance. You two enjoy yourself." I reply.

"Great, can I join you?"

I turn around from the new added voice and see a woman dressed up as Catwoman.

"Suki you made it." My boss yells, giving her a side hug.

"Of course. You invited me. Hey Korra, sick costume" she replies.

"Thank you. You look nice as well. I didn't know you were coming." Korra replies, with a blank expression on her face.

"That's because I wanted to surprise you, Honey! Doesn't Suki look cute, Asami?" Mako asks, ME?

"She looks purrfect." I tease.

Wow! Just keep the puns coming. Your life is already a joke.

"Je suis etourdi par votre beaute." Suki states, motioning to my outfit.

"What did you say?" Korra asks, making me take my glaze off Suki.

"Probably, something adorable. Like these two, together" Mako replies.

"Close, but I said, 'I'm dumbfounded by your beauty'. Who are you supposed to be?" Suki asks.

"No, one. I didn't get the memo, about the dress code." I reply.

"Well In that case, you can be any superhero. You could be like… a rough draft! You could be Supergirl, Wonder Woman, Batman or even Iroh man. We have all night to find your superpower. First, we dance. Then we find out if you're Elastigirl."

She grabs my hand and walks me to the dance floor.

"You go girl." Green Arrow calls out, over the music.

What's his problem? Why does he ship Suki and I so hard? It's not like I ship Makorra. Who would?

The song that's playing Is an old 2000 hit. There is a distance between us and I'm pretty much just nodding my head to the beat. I look like a totally guy. I know how to dance, trust me. I just feel weird dancing with my boss watching like some creep.

"Do you not like dancing?" she calls out over the music.

"No, I love it. It's just… we have an audience" I reply, motioning my head in Mako's and Korra's direction.

"Yeah, tell me about it. When Mako invited me, I was a bit confused. He never speaks to me, when he comes to watch Korra. Then out of the blue he gives me a ticket. Crazy huh?"

At least Suki can see how fake he is. I knew, I wasn't crazy.

"I think he's trying to play match maker, so he can look good in Korra's eyes." I reply, not realizing I'm thinking out loud.

She raises her eyebrow and smiles.

"Well in that case, we shouldn't give them a show."

She grabs my hand and pulls me deeper into the crowd on the dance floor.

As we laugh dancing, she pulls closer.

"Did you go to college here?" she asks.

"Yep, NYU." I reply proudly.

"Good, because if I don't see College Girl Asami on this dance floor, right now. I might have to use this very fake and very cheap bullwhip here." She tease.

"You aren't ready for my college girl moves." I tease back.

"Do you see who I am? I'm freaking Catwoman, I'm ready for anything!"

Don't Asami! Do not gift her with your bad-ass dance moves. They didn't call you TsunAsami for nothing. You void to never be that girl again. You broke so many hearts, back on those clubs dance floor as a college kid. You're grown now, you know your own strength. Fight the temptation of proving her wrong.

"You need to sign a liability form before you get these moves."

"Do you have a pen?"

I jokingly roll my eyes and continue dancing.

This girl really has rhythm, her hip action is really on point, as well. And I mean really on point, she knows all the right ways to move her body. Of course, her moves are no match, to mine. But sadly, she's only getting a little taste of my action.

"Uh Oh! Its getting hot in here. There seems to be a personal dance going on in the middle of the dance floor." The Dj calls out, out of nowhere.

"What?" I ask, looking around.

"I think we may have brought in a bigger crowd, with our show." Suki tease.

A chair is suddenly pushed into the middle of the dance floor, as the music continues to boom, and people form a circle around us.

I'm not going to give someone a lap dance in front of my coworkers! Who does that? This is supposed to be a Christmas party. Despite, the non-tradition theme, it's still a Christmas Party! There will be no Ho Ho Hoeing, going on here. What if someone records this and my future children see this? Better yet, what if my Father sees this? I could easily see him somehow, using my performance video to promote a new car model. Yes, he's that crazy.

"Fuck it up, Asami." The Joker yells.

"No, I'm not doing that." I yell out, as every cheers me on.

"What's wrong? Can't back up what you talk?" My dance partner replies, with a glow in her eyes.

"Trust me, I can. You… just didn't sign your liability papers yet."

Jake the intern comes out of nowhere and hands Suki a pen.

"I always keep a spare pen."

Spidey, then flips out, from the middle of the dance floor, and disappears into the crowd.

Suki slowly walks over to me, grabs my hand, and puts seven digits on my arm.

Then walks over to the chair and takes a seat. With a smug look on her face.

"I can't do it, to this song!" I call out, hoping to get out of the situation, due to the slow pace music.

"Daddy didn't raise no punk! I got you Asami. YO DJ, play Pony by Ginuwine" Baatar yells out, getting a thumbs up from the DJ.

Are they serious? I'm not Magic Mike! Even though, thanks to Kuvira I seen the movie many of times and basically know it by heart. I'm no Channing Tatum! I'm also wearing a dress, let's be logical, people!

The music starts playing and I cover my face..

"Sorry, there will be no show." I call out, while the crowd of people that are formed around us groan and complain.

"I knew you were all talk. You aren't real. You're fake." Suki tease, while getting up.

Just hearing the word 'Fake' triggers me. Her statement may be humorous to her. But it's an offense to me. I'm not fake! I'm real.

Daddy didn't raise no fool! TsunAsami is coming out of retirement.

I push her back into that stupid chair and she looks up at me with disbelief.

" YO DJ! Bring that song back!" I call out, while the crowd starts cheering again.

The music starts back up and I let out my bun, allow my hair to flow.

We will see who's fake.

So um, *Clears throat* that just happened.

This is just part 1 and we still have so much in store such as, who wins the competitions, Tenzin's family interaction, and oh yeah…Suki's lap dance that everyone is watching btw!

Thank you, for all your superhero/villain suggestions. I hope you all were satisfied with the costume choices so far.

Thoughts are appreciated. Let me know how you all feel lol