Genre: Friendship/Humor

Rating: K

Pairing(s):None

Summary: Prompt - Bolin shows Korra how to get a great deal on meat buns.

"Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaako. Where are all the buns? I know there was at least two left!" Bolin whined as he rummaged through the cupboards. He frowned deeply and put his hand to his chin in thought. There really were two left.

"You ate those. Remember?" His brother said lazily from the sofa. He'd just come home from another day at the grindstone and didn't want to move.

"Oh." Bolin sounded disappointed and glanced at Korra. "I suppose you won't be able to experience the goodness of Soo's Scrumptious Delights." He paused for a moment and snatched her arm. "We'll be back soon, Mako!"

Without waiting for rebuttal, the two of them ran down the stairs and out of the gym where they were greeted by the hustle and bustle of the city.

"I'm gonna show you how to get a real deal out here. You'll never go hungry again," he told her with excitement as they went through the narrow streets, dodging the people who were in a rush.

Korra raised an eyebrow. "Well…All right then. I'm sure I've had them before-"

"No! You've never had ones like these before," he murmured as he patted the fire ferret who was pleasantly perched on his shoulder. "Isn't that right, Pabu?" he cooed, earning an affectionate squeak.

She laughed. "Okay."

Their journey took a mere twenty minutes in time before he saw the steam rising into the air from the small shack. His mouth watered in anticipation. "They taste the best when you get them right from the steamer." He exhaled and slowly made his way over, waiting behind a man. Turning to Korra, he looked serious. "You gotta know how to barter with these people. They're pretty easy, but you just gotta know how to work them."

Once to the front, Bolin cleared his throat and looked over at the older woman who had grease on her face and a light sheen of sweat from standing over the steamer. "Whaddya want?"

"Two of your best buns, ma'am!" He exclaimed.

"That'll be ten yuan," she held the back and put her hand out for the money.

"Ten yuan-" Bolin was flabbergasted. Inflation!

"Okay. Well, how about-" He rummaged through his pocket and pulled out a bill. "-one yuan!"

The woman did not look amused.

"Okay…" Bolin frowned and went through his pocket. "Two yuan!"

"IF YOU DON'T HAVE THE MONEY, GET OUT OF THE LINE AND WHEN YOU GET THE MONEY, COME GET SOME!" She shouted, making Korra and Bolin back away.

He seemed defeated at the fact that he couldn't share the blissful pleasures of meat buns with Korra. "Sorry."

Korra put a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sure we can get them next time. Even better, I bet Pema can make them better!"

Bolin seemed to brighten up just a bit and turned to ask Pabu, but saw that he was not there at all. "Little buddy?"

They stood there for a moment, looking around for that familiar red tail. He was panicking. "Where's Pabu!?"

"Pabu's been by himself lots of times," said Korra as she recalled the time where she and Mako were looking for Bolin and found the fire ferret.

"Yeah, but sometimes, he gets really nervous when there's a crowd. Someone could step on him," he frowned deeply. His eyes widened. "Th-There he is-"

They watched as Pabu scurried over with a white bag dragged by his mouth. The bottom was damp and liable to break open any moment.

Bolin reached down and picked up the bag, looking inside. His eyes lit up as he snatched Pabu. "Why you sneaky little ferret."

Nestled inside were two perfectly round and warm buns.

"Where did you get ten yuan?" he asked, looking into Pabu's beady eyes.