Title: Sleepbending
Word Count: 404
Summary: [Mako finds Korra walking around the island one night. | Mako and Korra. Humor.]
Rating: K+
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prompt· sleepwalking
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Mako couldn't sleep.
It was too quiet. Ever since the Equalist Revolution was quelled, he had nothing to do with his time. The arena was still being reconstructed, and what work he could find only lied during the day. Night was a time when everything was still, the world brought back to a dull roar.
He hated it.
Although, sitting here, on the banks of the Yue Bay overlooking Republic City, he couldn't think of a better place to sit for the evening. The city was slowly coming to a halt, the dull golden glow of the light the only sign of life in it. He breaths in, and takes in the scene.
The snap of a twig draws his attention to the island behind him.
"Who's there?" he asks, but receives no response.
Mako gets up from his seated place on the rocks, looking out to the lining of trees nearby. Nothing comes from them. In the distance, he thinks he can hear the shuffling of feet.
What's going on?
He pokes his head through to the courtyard and he see someone. The lack of moonlight makes it hard to tell for sure, but he knows who it is.
"Korra, what are you doing out here so late?" he asks.
Korra makes no sign of acknowledgement, she doesn't even move from her spot in the yard. She remains still; her shoulders slouched, head drooped down, back facing him. He swallows and takes a step towards her-
A rock juts out of the ground right in front of him, and he has to dive, head-first into the dirt to not be hit by the hunk of earth.
"Korra, what the hell are you doing?!" he yells. Korra stands there, paying him no attention. He gets up from the dirt, wipes himself off and runs up to her, turning her around quickly-
Her eyes are closed.
"Wha-" he stares at her, examining her face closely. It almost looks like she's sleeping, but-
A light snore escapes her lips.
-she is.
"Korra!" he yells, shaking her. "Korra! Wake up!"
"Huh? Mako?" she says, nearly falling down. She yawns, rubbing her eyes as she looks around the courtyard. "What are we doing here?"
"You mean you don't remember?" he asks, hands still around her shoulders. She shakes her head.
"I-" he sighs and shakes his head. "It's not important. Come on, let's go to bed."
:Fin:
This one was fun to write. ^^