AN: Tomorrow I'll work on someone else's prompt to shake things up. XD
Requested by Jokermask18
belching
Bolin was already sufficiently passed out on the other side of the couch. He'd had more than his fair share of cactus juice. Korra leaned over it, her head cocked to the side to examine the slumbering earth bender. "Mako, I think he's out cold." She said decisively, turning back to the others and sliding down a few inches on the couch. Mako stood from his place next to her and went to retrieve his wayward brother.
"Come on, bro. It's time to go to bed." Mako coaxed, pulling Bolin up over his shoulder. The earth bender groaned and let out an unintelligible protest. Mako sighed. "If you wanted to convince me you were sober, you probably should have used actual words to form an argument."
Bolin's sleepy eyes formed a glare and he let out a rank burp. Asami and Korra could smell it several feet away. Asami, sitting leisurely across from Korra, wrinkled her nose and made a face at the bottle of cactus juice still sitting on the coffee table.
"I don't know how he drinks this stuff. It's foul." She said, lifting the bottle and taking a whiff. The scent was acidic, like medicine or cleaning solution. The fermented wines she'd grown up with, while bitter, always had a quite pleasant and intoxicating scent. This was the drink of the common folk, apparently.
"It helps if you hold your breath." Mako returned with a laugh. He settled in next to a drowsy Korra, his arm draped over her shoulder.
Korra shrugged, taking the bottle from Asami and downing a long swig. "I don't know. The taste goes away after a little while." Her chest heaved, she made a face, and she let out a spectacularly unladylike burp. "My apologies. Cactus juice: Not the classiest of drinks." She toasted Asami and set the bottle back on the table.
There was a crash behind them. The three of them startled, looking up to see Bolin stumbling out of his room. "That—that was pathetic, Avatar."
"Bo—." Mako tried to protest.
"No! I challenge you." Bolin pronounced, clinging to the back of the sofa. He pointed a shaking finger at Korra's face. "Agni Kai."
"You're an earth bender, Bo." Asami pointed out.
Bolin scrambled around the sofa and sat on his knees in front of them. He waved his arms emphatically, shaking his head. He looked rather like rag doll. "I CHALLENGE YOU AS WELL. BURP KAI."
"I don't think that's such a good—." Asami began.
"Are you afraid, Miss Sato?" Bolin said, slithering over the coffee table. Mako picked up the bottle of cactus juice before Bo could knock it off.
Asami's eyes narrowed. She extended her hand for the bottle of cactus juice.
"This isn't going to end well." Mako mumbled, relinquishing the bottle. Korra's eyes darted from Asami to Bolin who was rolling rather awkwardly over the coffee table. He scrubbed excitedly at his face, a drunken grin spreading from ear to ear.
Asami glared down at Bolin, challenge in her green eyes. "Bottoms up." She muttered, upending the bottle and beginning to chug.
The other three stared in awe as she downed the remains of the bottle. She coughed at the end of it, her face twisting in disgust before her chest rose, her lips pursed, and she let out the most unholy belch the world has ever paid witness to.
Mako pulled his scarf up over his nose, Korra buried hers in his shoulder and Bolin seemed to have fallen off the edge of the coffee table completely.
"Excuse me." Asami muttered sheepishly, her hand over her mouth.
"She wins." Bolin cried out from under the coffee table.