Copycats.

"Beep, beep! Beep, beep! Beep, beep!" Taro repeated as he pushed his new toy car around the small blanket pallet that Korra's twin daughters were lying on. Anali was lying on her stomach, watching the little toddler scoot around her and her sister. Meanwhile, Asami and Korra were in the kitchen, Asami helping her friend with a new baby food recipe.

"Ok, it says to add one fourth cups of mango juice in the water and then let that sit till it's at a boil." Asami read off while Korra did what the directions called for. "Can the girls really already eat baby food? No offence and all, but it's just Taro didn't start eating baby food till he was seven and a half months."

Korra shrugged as she mixed the mango with the water as the stove eye heated up. "They haven't really eaten it yet. Mako and I just try a few recipes now and then for them to try. Right now, they just spit it up after we spoon it in their mouths. Well actually, Anali spits it up; Ama somehow throws it on us." Korra said as she dropped her shoulders as she remembered back to the past, failed feeding attempts.

Asami laughed at the small story her friend told. "That reminds me of one time when Iroh was feeding Taro and he threw up all over him after the first bite. The look on Iroh's face was so priceless."

"I bet it was." Korra smiled as she put the small pot on the stove eye.

As the two women continued to share stories, Taro came running in the little kitchen and tugged on his mom's skirt. "Mommy! Dey won play." The toddler babbled as he looked up at him mother and held his toy car close to him.

Asami looked down at him and smiled. "Honey, the girl's can't play like you can. They're still babies." Taro pouted up at his mother, his shaggy bangs covering up the upper half of his eyes. Asami brushed his bangs back as she ran her fingers through the three-year-old's hair. "Why don't you go show them your new car? I'm sure they would love that." Asami suggested as she smiled at her son.

"No! Mine!" Taro yelled as he held his new car tight to his chest and ran out of the kitchen to get away from his mother.

Korra smiled and lightly laughed as she watched the little boy ran away. "He sure has grown into his own little personality hasn't he?"

Asami smiled and started stirring the contents in the pot once they started to steam. "Yeah." Asami signed. "It's cute sometimes, but others; it's a pain, especially when Iroh's away."

Korra raised an eyebrow at her friend. "Is he like a daddy's boy or something?"

"No." Asami said as she stopped stirring and set the spoon aside. "It's just, before Iroh had to go back to sea, Taro kind of learned that I was the fun parent – that gave him new toys and took him on fun car rides – and that Iroh was the discipline parent – that would teach him how to act and send him to timeout when he got in trouble. And a little warning, with the way you and Mako are, it might be the same for you with the girls."

"What makes you think I can't be a discipline parent?!" Korra asked feeling a little insulted that Asami saw her that way. After looking as Asami's look she gave her, Korra's wall fell down and she caved. "Ok, you're right."

After their conversation, almost right on cue, one of the twins could be heard crying in the living room. Taro came running in and pulled on his mother's pants leg. "Mommy! Help!" Taro said as he jumped up and down and pulled on Asami's hand.

Asami told him to calm down and she let the toddler pull her to the living room with Korra following behind. When they walked in, they both found Anali sitting up and crying while holding on to her pink teddy bear. Korra walked to the pallet and picked up the little girl while she was still holding on to her bear and cradled her in her arms. "Now what's wrong with you?"

"Taro, what happened?" Asami asked as she looked down at her son.

"I didn't do it!" Taro said in defense before running away from beside her and back to a corner in the room where his toy cars were. Asami rolled her eyes at him and look at Korra after noticing that Anali was quieting down.

"Don't worry. Anali is always easy to calm down." Korra smiled as she looked down at her teary eyed daughter. Anali was now to staring up at her mother while holding on to her bear and sucking on her two middle fingers – something she's started to do a lot recently.

Ama, who was sitting up as well, looked up at her mother and sister for moment while gnawing on one of her ring toys. She then looked down at her toy and back at her mother before letting her blue eyes water. Ama let out a loud scream and let the tears come rolling down her chubby cheeks. "Quiet!" Taro yelled as he covered his ears.

Korra sighed, feeling completely defeated. "Not you too." She said as she set Anali down on the pallet and picked up her sister. Korra let Ama sit on her arm and cry in her shoulder for a moment while she bounced from side to side on the balls of her feet and rubbed the little girl's back. Ama soon stopped crying and just kept her head on Korra's shoulder and held on to her long hair. After Korra noticed that Ama stopped crying quicker than usual she gave the little girl a quick look and noticed that her cheeks or eyes weren't their usual bright red during her little tantrums. "Why you little-," Korra mumbled, but was caught off by her friends laughter.

"She was jealous. That's so cute." Asami laughed as she looked at the two.

Korra sighed before setting Ama back down on the pallet. "It's not funny. It's tiring. I swear, whenever I'm by myself it's hard keeping these two happy."

Asami looked at Korra with a raised eyebrow as she leaned back against the couch. "Have you told Mako about this? Maybe you two need to think about getting a nanny. You know, someone to help you out while he's gone at work or to watch the girls if your Avatar duties pop up."

Korra shrugged as she watched her girls copy each other by playing with the same toys. "Maybe. I don't know though, Mako would just say that Bolin or Jinora and Ikki can watch them and I'm still not ok with leaving them alone with someone."

In the kitchen, Korra could hear something sizzle and bubble and suddenly turn attention to it. "Crap, the food." Korra said as she rushed in the kitchen to turn off the stove and move the pot off the eye.

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