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Part 2
Korra and Asami were sitting alone in the dining room after dinner caught up in conversation. They mostly talked of how much of a joke their love lives were and how strong, attractive, successful females such as themselves could not figure out a solution to something so seemingly simple as love.
"I thought things were complicated when we were teenagers, if only we knew how much easier we had it back then," Asami sighed.
"Tell me about it," Korra agreed, "We should tell Jinora to enjoy the uncomplicated bliss of her crush on Skoochy while she can."
Asami's gorgeous green eyes popped open and she whipped her head to her friend. "Do you think that maybe we got it wrong earlier when she said she like earthbenders? What if she meant Bolin?"
As soon as she spoke his name, the owner came fumbling into the dining room landing flat on his face. The two women noticed that he was tangled up in some sort of garment.
"Bolin!"
"What the hell are you doing?"
The 22-year-old man looked up with water-y eyes and a bright red nose before whining, "Asamiiii! Korraaaa! Help meee!"
"What on earth did you do?" Korra asked, still staring incredulously at the mangled looking man
"Pabu told me I should try sticking my legs in the arms of my jacket for fun, but now I'm stuck," he cried as the mentioned fire-ferret popped up from underneath Bolin's shirt collar looking completely innocent.
Asami and Korra continued to stare for another 5 seconds, then looked at each other with matching expressions.
"There's no way."
"Yeah, she was definitely referring to Skoochy."