I don't own Korra.

"Bumi" she said to him.

"Yes, Princess?" he replied.

"I'm bored." she answered. They were lying on the ground near the turtle duck pond. They had been a couple for three days now and they couldn't think of anything to do.

"I know you are." he responded. Another minute passed.

"Bumi, I'm bored." He slapped his forehead in frustration.

"Why don't we go raid the kitchen." he said as he got up. She continued to lie there.

"Carry me." she said, her arms stretched towards him. He walked over and tossed her over his shoulder.

"I must say I like the view back here." she called out from behind him. He quickly switched to carrying her bridal style. She laughed at his response.

"You're so adorable when you're frazzled." she said, punctuating her words by poking his nose. He turned a deeper shade of red.

Bumi took the long route to the kitchen, knowing he would have to put her down as soon as he got there. If she noticed what he was doing she didn't say anything about it.

They reached the kitchen and she rolled out of his arms and onto the floor, her landing far from perfect. Bumi laughed at her and she kicked his shin from her position on the ground.

"It's not funny! I could have injured myself!" she said as she stood up and brushed the dust from her clothes.

"Of course, My Grace." he said. She glared in response, which only made him smirk. She walked through until she reached the cupboard with the fire flakes in it. She opened it to find they had positioned on the top shelf.

"Monkey feathers! Bumi, give me a boost." In no mood to question the princess, Bumi positioned himself with hand together in front of him. She silently climbed onto him until she could reach the snack that she sought. She quickly began eating them.

"Do you plan to share with your boyfriend?" Bumi asked in a half annoyed, half amused voice. She shook her head. "What am I going to eat then?"

"I don't know. Search and find. There Is food everywhere in the Royal Kitchen!" she said with a self satisfied grin. He responded by taking the fire flakes from her. "Hey, those are mine!"

"Don't worry, 'there is food everywhere in the Royal Kitchen!' You should check in the sink, or in the linen closet." The response was not pleasing to her. She crossed her arms in protest and turned away.

"Don't be like that." Her gaze was still pointed away from him. He walked toward her and leaned toward her ear. "You know you can't stay mad at me." he whispered.

"Yes I can." she lied. They both knew she wasn't particularly good at holding a grudge. She turned and looked at him. "Stop staring at me, weirdo."

He didn't stop. After another minute she threw her arms up in defeat. "Fine, I'm not mad at you. Now share, please."

He smiled and placed one between his teeth. He wiggled his eyebrows and she saw what he was implying. She leaned in a bit the flake.

She stopped when she saw a look of panic on his face.

"My dad's right behind me, isn't he?" Bumi nodded. "Great. Think we could make it to Appa this time?"

"Nope. We were closer last time and we still didn't make it." Bumi answered. The Fire Lord looked angry, really angry.

"Well he won't hurt you again... but we should probably stop so long as he's here."

Bumi nodded in fear and shoved a handful of fire flakes into his mouth.