AN: a fanfic requested by JBlaser on :V

"Asami said the key would be under the pot…" Korra mumbles to herself before lifting up the potted plant, exposing a little silver key. "Got it!"

She quickly unlocked the door and low and behold, was welcomed by darkness. It took her some time but after a second, she found the light switch. Once the lights were up, Korra cracked her knuckles and rolled her neck.

"Alright… gotta make sure nothing dies…"

She eyes the sparse amount of plants scattered around the mansion.

"Sami said she'll be back in a week… not sure why she didn't ask her house servants but oh well. Not like I have anything better to do anyway. How bad can some house cleanup be?"

Little did Korra know of her impending doom a few nights from now.

Eyeing up this machine for the nth time, Korra's curiosity finally got the better of her. She's seen this machine a few times already since she has gone into Asami's room to vacuum and whatnot but today was the last night she was going to be here. There would be no more chances of figuring out what this bizarre machine was if she didn't check it out now. Who knows? Maybe Asami would destroy it later or something, right?

With a gulp, Korra slowly touched it and when she did, she pulled back for some reason as if it was alive. "Oh, who am I kidding… it's just a machine. Not like it's gonna suck me up or anything."

Sure this 'machine' was huge and all but it can't be dangerous if it was inside Asami's bedroom. She was anything but stupid so that's why Korra thought it'd be safe. Low and behold, when her hand touched a tempting button, it booted up to life. Something began whirling around inside and Korra flinched.

"Oh shit."

The contraption began to open out and to her surprise, she was yanked inside.

"OH SHIT!?"

Shortly after, Korra was forced into some sort of closet-like place(?) and yelped in surprise when mechanical arms came down to strip off her clothes.

"Hey! What the—"

Thrown into shock, Korra failed to save herself before being stripped bare and somehow dressed into a v-neck dress that was deep red. The whole process didn't hurt of course, if anything it was quite comfortable but she was honestly overwhelmed and didn't know what to do.

The next thing to happen was some chair getting cropped up before Korra was forced to sit down. She was strapped in place before a bunch of tools began extending down from the ceiling. What threw Korra off, even more, was that the mechanical arms had some sort of brush attached to it.

"What in the—"

Jumping in place, Korra's back hit the chair with a solid wack. She was trying to avoid whatever the machine was trying to do to her to no avail. Shortly after, it began cranking and Korra tried looking away.

"Oh— no no no no no!"

At this point, Korra had a pretty good guess as to what this machine was and if she were right, she would want nothing to do with it.

"Gyaahh! Stay away!"

Korra shortly gave up trying to avoid the machine by looking away because every time she did, it would just readjust and try again. Her mood was quick to fall so she just sat there with a grumpy face as the mechanical arms worked their magic. It didn't take much time for the arms to apply makeup and Korra was horrified about the final result but, before she could even ponder on that thought, the rest of her outfit was quick to come.

Black fingerless evening gloves were pulled over her arms. Her hair was styled into a somewhat wavy and fashionable look. Moon-shaped earrings were clasped to her ears while a ruby necklace was placed around her neck. She got spritzed with some perfume that reminded her of Asami before a black shoulder purse was swung over her arm and just when she thought everything was over, she was brought to her feet to be only plopped into a golden pair of open heels.

Korra had a terrible feeling that she probably looked a very specific way and she wasn't looking forward to looking at herself in the mirror. The door to the machine finally opened and she took a shaking step forward. She almost twisted her ankle when she did but barely saved herself by grabbing onto the wall. Once she was somewhat stable, she limped toward the bathroom.

"W-What just happened…"

She glanced down at her attire, feeling the weight of the accessories on her.

"No no no… this can't be happening…"

She sped up to her best ability. Once she was inside Asami's bathroom, she flipped the light switch on and immediately yelled in shock.

"Oh my spirits!"

She rushed closer to the mirror to get a closer look.

"Oh no no no nononono! This can't be real!"

With her mouth gaping, Korra gawked at her attire in the mirror. She was dressed up in an 'Asami-like outfit' and not the workshop kind either to say the least. It was something that suited her very nicely but looked very off-setting on Korra. At least that was what she thought.

"What the fuck?!"

She slammed the counter and the purse that was swung over her shoulder slid down to her forearm.

"What just what happened?!"

She leaned even closer to the mirror.

"Oh. My. Spirits. HOW DO I GET THIS OFF!"

"Korra?"

Jumping at the noise, Korra snapped her head to see her girlfriend. When they made eye contact, Asami's eyes immediately snapped open and her jaw dropped before she dropped the purse in her hand.

"What in the…" Asami starts before letting her eyes trail up and down Korra's outfit.

"Asami! Thank the spirits, you're home! You gotta help me!" Korra exclaims before attempting to run over to her girlfriend's side. She hobbled over in those helps before ungracefully pausing in front of her. "How do I get out of this!"

"..."

Asami held her tongue as she blinked. Her eyes narrowed somewhat and her pupils darkened as she eyed Korra's figure again.

"Well… I can help you…"

"Oh spirits please!" She pleas while grabbing onto Asami's hand.

Asami swallowed again before smiling sweetly. "You look amazing by way."

Korra scoffed at that. "As if! I look like a turd, you're the snazzy one in this relationship not me."

Her girlfriend cocks an eyebrow at that. "Says who? You look freaking sexy babe." She leans in to kiss Korra's cheek, taking in the whiff of her perfume, before giggling slightly. "You smell amazing too."

"Yeah yeah yeah, would you just help me out of this already."

Asami juts her lips before leaning back. "You know what… on second thought, that would be a waste."

Korra's face immediately flattened. "What do you mean by that?"

"Well… I can help you but where's the fun in that? How about you go out with me?"

"And why would I do that looking like this?!" She deadpanned back while dramatically gesturing at her attire.

"Because if you do, I'll help you get cleaned up." She blew Korra a teasing kiss before winking at her. "Come onnnnn, go out with me. A girl's night out. Just the two of us. Just for tonight?"

A heavy and annoying groan escapes Korra's lips. "But—"

Asami batted her eyes with a soft pout. "Pleaseeee?"

Korra's lips thinned out in a nervous twitch. She started at Asami's eyes before eventually cracking. "Okay okay, fine. I'll go out with you."

"Yes! You're the best Kor!" She leaned in to kiss her cheek.

Her girlfriend groaned in response before snapping back. "But! The moment we're back, you gotta help me out."

"I know, I know, let me get changed."

Korra watched as Asami swiftly went into her changing room. "It's a promise okay!"

"Promise!"

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