Ambush

Epilogue

"Come on dad! Please?"

Mako gave his son an exasperated look.

"For the last time, Skoochy, we are not bothering your mother right now. She's in a very important meeting."

The dark haired boy pouted and crossed his arms. Mako had to try very hard not to laugh.

He pouts just like his mother…

The dark haired boy glared at Mako, his amber eyes shining.

"If you don't take me to see mom, I'll tell Aunt Ikki that you were being mean to me again."

Mako stifled a groan. He remembered the last time his son pulled that little stunt. Before he could explain that his son wanted him to teach him pro-bending, Ikki had yelled at him for over twenty minutes. It took him two weeks for him to get his hearing back. It didn't help that Korra thought it was hilarious as well. He didn't really have a choice. Giving in with a sigh, Mako stood up. His son stood up too, looking hopeful.

"Fine, you win. Lets go see your mother."

"YES!"

Skoochy ran to get his coat. Mako watched him run around, looking for it. He really did hold the spirit of who he was named after. Mako smiled a little. It all happened so long ago…his son tugging on his arm brought him back to reality.

"Come on dad, let's go!"

Laughing, Mako let himself be dragged out of the house.

Fall was quickly approaching Republic City. The leaves on the trees were all different shades of yellows, reds, and oranges. The wind was brisk, but blew gently. Skoochy shivered a bit and drew his coat closer to him. Mako looked sideways at him.

"Are you cold?"

The boy shrugged.

"A little."

His face lit up as he got an idea.

"OOH! DAD! CHECK THIS OUT! I LEARNED THE PHOENIX!"

Skoochy stopped, took a deep breath, and exhaled gently. Flames twisted out of his mouth and formed the shape of a phoenix before disappearing. Mako smiled at his son.

"You've been practicing."

Skoochy gave his father a toothy grin.

"Yup! I've been practicing a lot."

"Not in your room, I hope."

Skoochy was suddenly very quiet.

"Skoochy?"

"I didn't burn anything, I swear!"

Mako gave his son a stern look.

"Skoochy, you're eight years old. I taught you better than that."

The boy bowed his head.

"Sorry dad. I won't do it again. I promise."

Mako knew he would, but he would jump that hurdle when they came to it. The two continued on through the park, heading towards City Hall.

When Mako reached City Hall, the meeting had ended and people were filing out of the building. Mako looked around. Walking down the steps, her hair in a long ponytail was Korra. She was talking with Councilman Tarrlok.

"MOM!"

Korra looked around, a surprised look on her face. Then she broke into the smile that Mako knew all two well. Even after ten years of marriage, whenever she smiled like that, it made Mako fall in love with her all over again. Korra excused herself from Tarrlok and rushed to scoop up her son in her arms.

"Hey! How are my handsome young men doing?"

She looked over at Mako. He shrugged.

"The little one threatened to sick Ikki on me again."

Korra laughed and hugged her son tightly.

"That's my boy."

Skoochy laughed. Deciding that the conversation should be steered away from ways to torture him, Mako asked Korra about the meeting as she let Skoochy down. She scoffed.

"Akali, again. She's becoming more aggressive it seems. Masao's actually requesting for police escorts now. As if that'll keep him safe from her."

She shook her head. She looked tired.

"Hey, Skooch, want to tell your mother the good news?"

The boy looked confused, then he became a ball of excitement.

"Oh yeah! Dad's taking us out to dinner at that water tribe food place you like, and he wanted me to not tell you that we're meeting Uncle Bolin and Aunt Jinora there as a surprise! Wait…"

He looked at Mako who was almost doubled over in laughter.

"Which part did you not want me to say, dad?"

Korra laughed along with him. Skoochy just looked confused. She beamed at Mako, tears of mirth in her eyes.

"Did I ever tell you that you're the greatest husband ever?"

"You could stand to mention it a little more."

She gave Mako a playful punch than kissed him.

"Eww! Mom! Dad! Not in front of me!"

Laughing, the couple held the hand of their son as all three of them walked down the street.

The End