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Bolin tried playing peacemaker between his brother and the Avatar for a few days. It didn't work all that well. Korra had too much pride. Mako had too many reasons to stay away. And, of course, he had no idea why they were fighting. A large part of making them see eye-to-eye would be knowing what the problem was in the first place. Since he wasn't privy to that, Bolin was doing the best he could.

Practice was the worst. Bo's friends wouldn't talk to each other. Mako didn't even try to tell Korra what to do. Instead the two marched to opposite ends of the gym and stayed there until they could hear the massive clock chime four. Mako was storm straight upstairs after taking off his pads. Korra would disappear into the ladies' changing room to take a long, steaming shower.

The First Day of Silence (Bolin rather liked the thought of giving this fight a title, capital letters and everything), the earthbender had managed to talk the Avatar into accompanying him on a noodle run. Really, it was more like he'd guilted her into going. But what else was a poor, confused little brother to do? Of course, when he tried asking what had happened Korra nearly chocked on her food, knocked her bowl off the counter, and then snarled something containing quite a few expletives. Needless to say, Bo didn't ask her again. Instead he paid for his noodles, she paid for hers, and they went their separate ways.

On The Second Day of Silence, Bolin tracked his brother up to their rooms. When he asked Mako why he'd brawled with Korra like that, his brother was in the middle of making dinner. Rather than answer, his shoulders tensed up, he put down his knife, and walked away with the pan still on the stove. Bolin hoped his brother would walk back into the room... until the food began to burn. It became apparent that he wouldn't get an answer then, either.

The Third Day marked the end. Bolin had finally had enough. They had one more day until their next match. One day. And they hadn't practiced together in a week. When he finally lost his temper-sometime around the time Mako and Korra had both ignored him in their attempts to ignore each other-the two teammates were shocked.

"I don't know what the hell happened between you two but you'd better work it out, now!" Bo left the room, slamming the door behind him. At this point he didn't care if the two beat each other senseless. Either way they were going to lose the round if they didn't fix something. If the started exchanging blows, well, at least Korra was a healer.