The rest of the crew were done with their disguises. They couldn't help thinking just how much more uncomfortable modern day clothes were.

Korra threw her cap on, still disgruntled at how tight jeans felt compared to her usual watertribe attire. She glanced over at Asami. Her eyes widened, seeing her fiancé in a leather jacket and tighter pants of the same material.

"Wow," she said. Okay, maybe modern clothing wasn't that bad after all.

Asami chuckled at this, she had a feeling Korra would love it.

"Here's the schedules," Sami handed out the pieces of paper with their classes printed on them, clad in more conservative looking attire compared to Asami, a big hoodie sweater with a funny cat image, slacks and loafers, along with large glasses and her hair tied up in a pigtail with something called a "Scrunchy". "Don't stick together too much to avoid suspicion. We couldn't slot all of us into her classes all at once since there's too many of us, so we're alternating between keeping an eye on this universe's Korra in groups."

The crew nodded.

Korra skimmed through the classes. Some were subjects she'd never heard about, but this universe's Avatar was ever so slightly younger than her so surely they could handle it. "How hard could this be?" she said.

"Oh spirits, this is hard!"

Korra, Asami and Sami stared at the crowds of people walking past them in the corridor. They had split up from the others, and now had gotten completely lost in the endless corridors of the school. When the bell rang, they were filled with angry 18 year olds and they could barely see where they were going anymore.

"Where are we trying to get to?" The Avatar asked.

"History," Sami called out, trying to push through the crowd.

Asami stopped for a moment, spotting a student stopping by his locker. "Hi, excuse me, do you know wher-"

"Do I know you?" He slammed his locker door shut.

"We're just trying to get to-"

He looked her up and down, a smile spreading on his face as Asami realized who this kid was. "Ayy, you look familiar. You the new kid?" He walked closer, making Asami take a step back. He held his hand out in a handshake. "How you doin'? I'm Tahno..." He winked, and that was enough for Korra to shove herself between them.

"Hey, beat it!"

He held his hands up in defense, seeing her seething expression. "Alright! Alright! Just was being nice..."

He picked up his rucksack and blended into the crowd.

"Korra! He was gonna tell us where to go."

"We can figure it out ourselves." She went back to follow Sami down the corridor.

Asami rolled her eyes and went after them. After a few minutes, the corridors started to clear and they finally found their class. The teacher looked away from the board as they walked in.

"You're three minutes late."

They froze a few moments, taking in the fact that their teacher was Tenzin, or at least this universe's version of him. His red jumper, white shirt and tie made him look so different and yet it suited him. They also took notice he still had his blue arrow tattoos.

"Sorry, Sir," Asami said. "We got a bit lost."

He nodded his head, rubbing his beard. "New students. Welcome." He motioned for them to sit down and they scanned the seats in the room. This world's Korra was sitting next to the two brothers, resting her head on her hand and doodling absentmindedly on her notebook. On her other side, was her girlfriend Asami, tapping her pen nervously as if she was impatient for the notetaking to start.

"Spirits, I do seem like a nerd," Asami whispered.

"So nothing's changed," Sami muttered back.

"You're just insulting yourself too."

They sat down at the back of the class, waiting for the teaching to begin.

Hattori hated this already. Even though he was supposed to be blending in as a teacher, he refused to wear the "smart" shirts and chinos the crew had offered him.

Instead he opted for what was called blue jeans, a dark long sleeve tee with what looked like some crazy skull image and hard to read name on it on the front, a vest looking to be made of the same material the jeans were made of, but colored black and black boots. He remembered the cashier said he must have been some "Old school metalhead" in his younger years, whatever in Agni's name that was.

But the way Hattori saw it, if he was going to be forced to deal with angsty teenagers, he should at least be allowed to express himself too. That and he kind of liked the image on the shirt.

He reached the room with a few minutes to spare before class began. He took a deep breath and headed inside. His jaw dropped to the floor when he saw who he was going to be teaching with.

"You must be the new teaching aide," she stood up, holding her hand out. He unfroze just enough to shake it. "I'm Izumi Honō, students call me Mrs. Honō, but you may call me Izumi."

He didn't say anything, too shocked. There was yet another version of the woman whose heart he broke like a fucking moron, standing there in… he didn't know what to call it, it was like some long sleeved black buttoned up shirt that fit snug around her body, a simple red skirt with a slight slit, stockings and high heels. And she still wore those same gold rimmed glasses.

Even for someone pushing her mid-50's, Izumi pulled off the look beautifully. And dammit, he was hating himself so badly for being an idiot many years before.

"And you are?" she asked.

"OH, erm..." For a moment, he struggled to remember his fake name having been lost in his thoughts. "Daisuke Fudo. Pleased to meet you."

"Likewise," she smiled, before walking back to her desk and handing Hattori the notes for the lesson. "This is what we're doing today."

He skimmed over the topics. It was Sex-Ed. He knew what sex was. This surely couldn't be as hard as they were making it out to be. Then his eyes widened at the amount of diseases listed.

"We're... err... we're talking about all these?"

"Yes, the topic for today is safe sex."

He nodded. "Right, right..."

Hattori then noticed Izumi looking him up and down. "That's an interesting attire you have on," she said.

"Heh, yeah. Helps me relate to the kids more, but mainly I feel silly wearing suits."

She raised her eyebrows, giving quick notice to him sliding part of his sleeve over his arm, noticing a scar, if not more. "Haven't heard that before. Good for you."

The students started walking in, taking their seats dejectedly. They knew why they were here, and they weren't any happier than Hattori.

As they all poured in, Izumi started her lesson, while Hattori stood off to the side and flicked the powerpoint slides ever so often. He had an embarrassing moment where he didn't know how to use the clicker as he muttered curses to himself, and Izumi had to come up to him and show him, placing his finger on the button.

He gulped and nodded. The little bit of contact made him feel insanely awkward, but she barely noticed it, and went back to teaching.

They switched to a slide talking about STDs.

"And of course, not all contraception protects you from these. It's why using a condom is the safest thing," Izumi started to explain, until a snigger came from the back of the class.

"Do they come in large sizes?"

Izumi was about to ignore it and carry on, when the rowdy student carried on. "Mrs. Honō, what's the largest one you've seen?"

"What was that?" Hattori questioned, taking notice of the gross disrespect the student showed the woman. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY?!" He bellowed, quickly closing his hand as he stood, causing the metal desk and seat the student was on to forcibly pull towards him, all the other students reacted in surprise as he was now looking right into the Chief's angry face, getting a good close look at both the good gold eye and the other blind one,

"DON'T. YOU. EVER be disrespecting Izumi Honō like that. She is a very kind and nice lady!" Hattori growled in anger as he pointed at a rather amused Izumi before pointing at the kid's elbow. "If you so much as even think of another filthy thought about her, I will metalbend that metal plate out of your elbow, break your fucking legs with it, AND THEN THROW YOU THROUGH THAT FUCKIN' WALL!" He finished as he pointed at the wall behind the student.

The class went silent. Hattori's voice seemed to echo off the walls as everyone stared at him in shock. He took a few breaths, slowly realizing he shouldn't have done that.

Izumi cleared her throat. "Thank you, but I can discipline the student myself. In less violent methods." He turned back towards her, his face redder than an apple as he nodded and sat back down, pushing the student back in place.

"... i'm sorry, Izumi." Was all Hattori could muster in a small tone as Izumi turned to the student.

"And you've just gotten yourself two weeks detention. I don't want to hear you for the rest of class."

The student slumped in his seat, but every so often threw a fearful glance at Hattori.

Thankfully, the rest of the lesson ran smoothly, with most of the students too afraid to say anything else. Hattori just hoped no one saw him blush as Izumi started talking about how to put a condom on. Even so, it didn't feel too bad, until it was time for the demonstration. His eyes widened when he saw her pull out a banana from under her desk.

"Daisuke, could you hold this?"

She held the fruit out to him and he had no choice but to hold on to it. She grabbed a condom packet, tearing it open and explained how to slide it on as Hattori gulped, holding the banana out in front of him as she carried on with her demonstration.

"Ok thank you, you can put it in the bin over there." She motioned to the corner of the class, before smoothly moving on to the next point.

Hattori threw the fruit away quickly, shaking his head slightly. That was way more than he signed up for.

"Alright, that would be all for today," Izumi said, just as the bell rang and the students started filtering out.

Hattori took a moment to regain himself. "Thank you whatever spirit was listening…" He mouthed to himself before looking at her, feeling really bad about what he threatened the kid with. "... sorry about that little… outburst, my mother always taught me to respect women."

Izumi could tell, for as quick to the trigger the half blind man was, she was able to sense his apology was genuine.

"It's alright. I do thank you for the help with the lesson," she said. "I know it's a little weird, but they need to know."

He nodded. "Yeah... yeah. Definitely." He chuckled. "We totally didn't have this kind of teaching when I was in school."

She smiled. "It's crazy how things have changed for the better, in more ways than one. I wouldn't have been able to marry my wife back then, and yet here we are."

That last bit got Hattori's attention. "Wait... Y-your wife?" He stuttered. Okay, she's married, should be all good he thought to himself.

"Yes. Hatori Beifong."

He raised his brows. "What?" There was no way Izumi said what he thought she said.

"Yes, yes I know," Izumi carried on, seeming to be used to explaining this. "Some people think she's the Equalist Ripper, but there's… much more to that story, trust me."

The way she finished saying that last part in a restrictive manner however eluded a still dumbfounded Hattori. "The... Equalist Ripper? Hatori... Beifong?"

"Yes, surely you must have heard?" She asked to which he had to snap out of it.

"OH! Yes! Of course! Sorry, I'm just full of silly mistakes today, heh-heh..." It was a lot to process at once. Izumi's wife in this universe was... a version of him. Hattori could be a gender neutral name if you took out the second "T", sure, but to think that he'd actually would have married Izumi in this life... it was strange.

And he had so many questions for this version of himself - questions that he hoped would help him out in his own life. If he were to ever go back to it. If he even survives this universe. Though all these questions could just be on account of Hattori happy to be in a universe where he didn't die in it.

"B-B-But, congratulations!" He said finally.

"Thank you." She packed up her notes. "You can come over for dinner tonight if you want. I'll just have to check with her, but we'll be cooking tonight."

He smiled. "Sounds great. During lunch period, if she's cool with it, you can give your address."

She bowed her head before walking out.

Hattori let out a sigh once she was out of earshot. Visiting Izumi wasn't part of their plans, but he had to see this version of himself, or herself for real.

Mako, Thuy, Opal and Bolin headed into their next class, looking for this universe's versions of themselves. It was supposed to be math and they sat down next to the window, waiting for everyone else to come in.

Mako had on a simple buttoned up shirt and red tie, black pants and small rimmed glasses, while Bolin went a little far out, having grabbed some shiny green and gold shirt and cap, figuring both matched along with tan shorts and sneakers. Lin had compared him to an old piece of jewelry Hou-Ting used to wear when she was alive.

Going for a more simple look, Opal decided to go with a pretty green and silver sunflower dress she saw on display, reminding her so much of Zaofu, along with pretty green slip-on shoes. There was also the lovely gold necklace around her neck that Bolin had picked out for her as a "Early Wedding Gift".

Thuy took some inspiration from Hattori, choosing to go with a sleeveless white shirt that looked like someone splattered neon colors all over it, tight black jeans, sneakers and some spiked metal bracelets, which she thought would be perfect to metalbend with. She also noticed what was called a Irish Brimmed Hat and put it on, knowing that Mako would love it.

And she was happy to know he did love it on her.

"Not gonna lie, I kinda wanna see what I look like 'ere," The mohawked girl said, keeping an eye out for herself.

"Oh! Oh! Do you think I'm a popular kid?" Bolin asked, but it was more of a rhetorical question. "I bet I'm in all the drama classes."

Mako rolled his eyes. "Keep dreaming."

"Hey, I can be an actor. Right Opal?"

Opal giggled seeing her fiancé try defending himself. "After that performance back in that animal universe, I'd say so."

Finally, they saw their group of people walk in. First they spotted this world's Bolin, a tall, beefy guy with a single strand of gelled up hair dropping over his forehead. In his hand, he held a script.

"I told you!" Bolin whispered to the others.

Then they saw Mako, Opal and oddly enough, this universe's Wu walk in, but no sign of Thuy.

The metal bender sulked for a moment, watching as the students took their seats.

"Sorry again about your breakup, Mako," they heard Wu say.

The firebender shrugged. "It wasn't meant to be. She moved away to where her family came from and it'd have been too hard for both of us. Thuy and I both agreed it was better this way."

Both Mako and Thuy felt so caught off guard hearing that, the girl reaching out to her love's hand, grabbing it as she felt like she took a knife to the heart, not wishing it was true, that herself here broke up with Mako to be with this universe's version of the Fire Sanctuary.

"Hey at least I get more time with my bro now!" Bolin jokingly punched his arm as he sat down.

Wu rubbed the firebender's back, much to the crew's surprise. "Hey, remember Mako, ol' Wu is here if you need anything."

Mako smiled. "Thanks Wu."

The real Mako watched closely, squinting. Did he see his alter self blush? The fuck?!

The rest of this universe's crew walked in too, with Korra and Asami taking a seat behind them, just in time before the teacher walked in.

"Alright settle down kiddos!" An excited, animated man walked in, and it was none other than Bumi. His hair was as wild in this universe as it was in their own. His tie was dishevelled, and they were pretty certain he had a curry stain on his jumper.

The teacher dropped down a stack of papers on his desk. "I graded your tests!" He yelled out, a wide smile on his face. "And it's great news!"

The class lit up, hoping for good grades.

"You all did terribly and we get to spend more time on algebra!" He announced, starting to throw individual papers across the room to their owners.

The class groaned. Who in the world would get excited for algebra other than Bumi? Who even knew he was into math?

"Oh! What's this? New students?" he spotted the group over by the window, drawing the entire class' attention to them. "Welcome! This'll be the best and greatest class you'll ever take!"

They smiled awkwardly. Something told them it wouldn't.

"... yay…" Thuy was only able to squeak out that sound, not trying to be noticeable.

As the day went by, each of the younger members of the crew realized that this school was way more like their own lives than they expected, with both benders and non-benders learning side by side, if some students didn't take too kindly to certain groups due to what kind of person they were.

But that was like how life was in Korra's universe, one moment they're saving the day from some form of evil, the next a new one would come to take its place, it was… rather eerie.

It was also strange for the Avatar to find out that even in this universe, her other self still endured all she went through, yet in the universe's own way.

Looking up her different selves life on some weird machine called a "Computer" during a "Study Period", which not even Asami nor Sami knew how to operate at first, Korra was amazed at what she learned.

In fact, everything she learned was more insightful than she realized. Here, she was the daughter of an artist and the mayor of a small village in the South Pole who was revealed to be the Avatar four years after the death of the previous one, an 'Air Wanderer' who had managed to overthrow the tyrannical king of the Fire Nation and his devoted army who had forced his fellow Air Wanderers into 'Internment Camps' and almost drove them into extinction in their search for him.

He achieved victory with help of a brother and sister from the same village this Korra was from, the latter later becoming his wife and mother of his children, including the Tenzin she met, a blind earthbending girl who sought to escape her family's high class in search for her own independence and even the son of the evil ruler who had turned against his father alongside his famous uncle.

They would all end this 'War on The Nations' and bring forth a new era of peace, at least for the most part.

Korra then found out her other self came to this new city they were in to learn the last element from her old life's son, soon becoming its own hero alongside her newest allies as she fought against a Non-Bender Supremist group, ironically led by a bender, internal conflict between her home and it's similar location from across the world, which itself turned into a conflict of spirits and humans thanks to her crazy asshole of a uncle.

Then there was her battle against a rogue terrorist group who sought to bring anarchy amongst the world by ending the Avatar Chain, something which Korra herself wanted to speed through to forget the memories, then the uprising of a fascist sect of Earth Kingdom soldiers under the rule of one of those who helped out against the terrorists.

Among other stories the three women found on the computers "Online search engine", or "Sato-ogle", which both Sato women had to facepalm at, assuming this universe's Hiroshi Sato came up with the name, was the gang warfare in the city happening after and the attempted second uprising of the fascist Earth Kingdom group, which was prevented by this universe's Korra and the royal family of the city-state of Zaofu, including the former leader of the group who sought redemption.

One of the few close calls the crew experienced while uncover happened when Sami saw the image of this universe's Guan in court, having read that he was given life, the shadowbender about to grab and throttle the screen screaming how he should have been executed among other vulgarities, before realizing she almost blew their cover, apologizing in a fake sweet voice of hers.

"I'm just not a fan of his politics."

Thankfully she calmed down when she had saw the article on this universe's Korra and Asami coming out, making her happy along with the other two…

... until they noticed the comments on the page either ranged from positive support from fellow members of the LGTBQ+ community who felt like they now had no shame in sharing their sexuality if the Avatar and the most powerful teenage girl in the world was one of them, to frankly sexist and homophobic remarks about the two.

"Let's… check out something else." Sami noted, having seen the look of rage NOT coming from Korra, but Asami, herself about to do the same as her shadowbending self, quickly clicking on another page with the mouse they used.

"You think they have something on Hattori? Or at least the one of this universe?" Sami asked.

But before Korra began to type down the name on the keyboard, they heard the bell ring and noticed the other students begin to pack up and leave. Familiar eyes went their way as Korra stopped to look at her class schedule.

"Okay, we got one last class today… What's this 'Band' class?

"Oh, like a music band class, I remember those back when I was in school." Asami remembered from all those years ago.

"Too bad not even father's influence could get the teacher to ignore how bad we were." Sami brought up, having the same memory as her non-bender self of them trying to play a horn and failing horribly with a loud unpleasant sound.

"Wow, something you both sucked at?" The Avatar said, having to give her signature silly smile at the two Sato's who both looked at her with mock deadpan looks.

"Could you play an instrument?" Asami's voice said in a playful manner as Korra held her hand up, pretending she was hitting something with the other.

"I can play a mean triangle." She said, earning herself a giggle out of her fiancé, briefly kissing her as Sami smiled at the sight. Though the shadowbender wished that even with everything she had endured, that she could kiss those lovely brown lips of her Korra, if just one last time.

But her attention was diverted to something on the schedule, reading the words under 'Band'. "Oh, look at this…"

The two lovers looked at Sami's hand holding up the sheet of paper, seeing what she was looking at. "Extracurricular: Teacher- Beifong".

"What does that first word mean?" Korra asked, curious what it meant, or even how to say it, yet both Sato women were more interested with the second part as the three finally began to leave towards the class.

"Like a side class, but it says the teacher is Beifong. Maybe Suyin teaches the class?" Sami asked as Asami and Korra both realized that sounded likely.

"Yeah, Lin always said she was big into old timey music!" Korra brought up, even remembering when Varrick and Zhu-Li got married that the second Beifong daughter insisted they get as a wedding band this group of musicians she always loved listening to as a child.

"The paper says the room ain't too far away, lets go and meet up with her." Asami pointed out on the schedule as the three began making their way towards it.

The three women, along with a rather quiet Thuy, something they noticed was really out of character for the metalbending brawler, all entered the room where they noticed various instruments in the room, some they certainly knew, some they had somewhat recognized and others they had no idea what they were.

"I don't know what this is…" Thuy droned out in a small tone, holding up a small stringed instrument and it's… what did it's label say, "Bow"?

"... we may need to talk to her after class, something's wrong." Asami whispered to Korra who nodded back, rather taken back at how Thuy wasn't acting like her normal self, certainly wasn't her undercover persona. Then she quickly looked back at the metalbender. "And it's a violin hun."

Unknown to the four, both the Korra and Asami of this universe were now paying close attention to them as of all day, except for math, they had saw this "Kumi" girl from the Northern Water Tribe girl and her twin sister friends from the Fire Nation "Gin" and "Rei" had the same classes as them. And they certainly remembered the quiet girl from Math who Bumi was able to get out her name, that being "Bian".

Both teenage girls knew something had to be up with them as they sat around in the circle of chairs alongside their friends Mako, Bolin and Opal, who too took notice of these new students coming in the same exact day.

"We should follow them when school is out…" The Korra from this universe whispered to her Asami, both leaning behind the stand where their sheet of music was so those four couldn't read their lips as her girlfriend nodded

"Yeah, something about them bugs me."

"Hello my crew with a K!" A female voice rang out from outside the room.

"Hello Mrs. Beifong!" The four members of the crew heard the only five other students in the class welcome the teacher. But something was off to Korra, Asami, Sami and Thuy, who had seemed to break out of her funk for the moment as they all thought the same thing.

That voice was not Suyin's.

They turned and got a profile view of one side of an older light skinned woman, one they had absolutely no idea who she was, walking up to the desk in the classroom, holding a fancy purse in hand.

"Sorry I was late, I was just making some plans with the Mrs., having us a guest for dinner tonight!"

They noticed her hair wasn't all done up in a fancy manner like Suyin's nor presentable like Lin's, and she certainly wasn't greying like both sisters. In fact, the hair looked long and wavy as it's black hue shined in the light.

The four girls took notice of the woman's attire too, which actually surprised them as it reminded them of Hattori's disguise to an extent, she wore a red unzipped hooded sweater jacket/sleeveless unbuttoned flannel shirt combo with a black t-shirt under it. She also wore black skinny jeans which hugged her curves and weird black boots with little spining metal pieces on the heel.

The boots actually matched the odd black wide brimmed hat she took off with what looked liked, among a buckle or two around where it went on her head, a small metal skull on it.

"And come on guys, I told you to call me by my first name!" She said in a joking manner, taking in hand an instrument that looked like a more modern version of a four stringed pipa with what looked like green flames painted on. "Calling me "Mrs. Beifong" makes this old broad feel even older."

"Sorry about that, just that we got some… new students." The Asami of this universe brought up, pointing to Korra, Asami, Sami and Thuy, a sly smirk on her face.

"Is that so?" The four girls heard this odd Beifong woman say with a hint of curiosity in her voice before turning to look at them, each of the travelers reacting in shock at the eyepatch she had on over where her left eye would be as the right one had that familiar gold color to them as the woman smiled.

"Well, allow me to introduce myself, girls. Officially speaking because the school forces me to, I'm the music and band teacher, Mrs. Beifong." She said, sitting and leaning on her chair with her boots on the desk, holding the instrument in hand as she plucked a string, smirking at it's sound.

"But you can call me Hatori."