We'll Figure This Out
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"Tenzin, look, it was Mako who – "

"Oh, so you're blaming this on me now, Korra? Real mature!"

With the baby screaming again in the background, Korra and Mako quarreling his ears off, and Ikki, Jinora, and Meelo air bending around the room, Tenzin was at his wits end. Pema stood beside him, rubbing her pregnant stomach nervously. "This is getting a bit out of hand…" she murmured, a small sigh escaping her lips.

"My thoughts exactly," Tenzin answered, his own sigh joining hers in unison. They were all acting like children! Why couldn't Korra and Mako behave themselves? This was absolutely unacceptable. Besides, that baby was starting to get on Tenzin's nerves. How was he supposed to concentrate and resolve this if Meelo kept poking her with a stick? Honestly, his children were insane.

"SILENCE!"

The room was instantly quiet. Mako and Korra looked away from each other and crossed their arms defiantly. Ikki and Jinora stopped air bending and Meelo… well, Tenzin had to yank the stick out of his son's hand before he decided to stop. "Enough, everyone," the air bending master said solemnly, nodding his head toward the crying baby. Korra reluctantly came forward and shushed her by rubbing child's stomach and running her fingers through the thick red hair.

"Korra, is this your child?"

"M-My child? Of course not! I didn't… I mean, we didn't… I… uh…"

"Some lady came up to us and did a… drop off, sort of," Mako finished for her.

"'Sort of'?" Tenzin was obviously not convinced. "What do you mean by 'sort of'?"

"She didn't tell us her name, just ran off after giving Korra her baby," the fire bender explained, wilting a little under Tenzin's scrutinizing gaze. "We didn't even know it was a kid until after she was gone."

Tenzin's face turned red and he began mumbling something about 'clueless teenagers' under his breath, while Pema patted his arm comfortingly. "No need to get so worked up, Tenzin. Remember your blood pressure."

He took a deep breath and exhaled it out a moment later, obviously taking to heart his wife's words. "There really isn't much we can do about it now. The child will have to stay here with us. However…" Tenzin turned toward Korra and glared daggers. "She's your and Mako's responsibility now. We'll help, but you two had better keep a close eye on her. Also, try not to leak this to the press. If they find out, uproar's and misunderstandings will ensue."

"I don't know how to take care of a baby, Mako!"

Korra's outburst did little to faze the fire bender. He was currently sitting in Pema's rocking chair, holding the baby in one arm while she giggled and mussed up his hair with her tiny hands. It was easy enough for him. Kids actually liked Mako! They weren't exactly drawn to her, though, it seemed. "We both know that already, Korra. But… it can't be that hard, right? Just… breast fee-"

"Mako," Korra seethed, bending a flame onto her palm. "Shut… up…"

Needless to say, he readily complied.

After debating with Mako for a few moments, Korra decided to see if Pema had any old baby bottles lying around. She walked into the kitchen, only to see the pregnant woman fishing around in a box on the highest shelf. A bottle of milk was out on the counter. What was Pema planning? Korra found that she was curious. "Need any help?"

Pema lurched backwards, startled by Korra's words, but the Avatar air bended the woman back onto her feet swiftly and surely. Dusting herself off, Pema smiled. "Nope! I have everything." With that, she held up a cup with a wooden lid that seemed to have some sort of straw thing coming out of it. "Dab a little honey on the end of this and you'll have her eating… er, drinking… in no time at all."

"You… you made this?" Korra asked, a wide grin stretching across her face as she took the bottle… contraption… thing. "Thank you so much! Truthfully I'm a little lost on how to take care of a kid."

"Don't worry about it, sweetheart. But no, I didn't make it. Katara gave it to me years ago when I was pregnant with Meelo. She told me it'd give me a break from breast feeding every now and then. Look, Korra, I know Tenzin was a bit straightforward… but he didn't mean to be harsh. We want to help you out with this, really. If you need anything else… come to me."

"Sure, Pema. Thanks again!" With that, Korra was out the kitchen door and heading back to where Mako and the girl were situated. When she arrived, she found Mako sitting against the wall, watching as the child crawled around in a makeshift 'pen' made out of pillows and furniture. Before Korra could tell him the good news about the bottle (she decided to call it that), Mako looked over at her with a serious expression on his face. Not that he wasn't always serious, but this seemed more pointed than usual.

"We should name her."

Korra stopped in her tracks and stared at him, unblinking for several seconds. She hadn't actually thought of that, but now that Mako mentioned it… she supposed it was sort of important. "Well… alright. You have any names in mind?"

Suddenly, Mako smiled and bent his head in a wordless nod. "Yeah! Like… maybe…"

"We could name her Toph, after the great earth bending master," Korra interrupted excitedly. "Or maybe even – "

"That's… not exactly what I had in mind… I was thinking we should go with something simpler. Something original and unique. I mean, you wouldn't want to grow up with people asking 'were you named after Toph Bei-Fong?' every time you went out in public. It'd be tiresome to be compared to someone that famous. Besides, people all around the city have names like that. Just yesterday I heard someone call their kid 'Sokka'… or maybe it was Suki. Anyway, my point is that it should be something that's all her."

Korra thought about it for a while and finally figured that he was right. She herself liked her name. It was original, that was for sure. It took a while, but she finally snapped her fingers. How about 'Fiera'? She has fiery red hair. Fiera is close enough to that, and it's pretty too."

Mako turned this over in his mind until, finally, he nodded.

"Fiera it is."