... I'm an idiot. I found so many more mistakes and I now hate myself just a little more for burdening you guys with so much crap in one day. *Sighs heavily, quite a bit annoyed with self*

Enjoy nonetheless

Disclaimer: Don't own Korra.

Chapter 3

Then Korra woke up. She shot up and screamed. It was morning.

Dialogue

Korra: AAAAHHHHH!

Mako: *Shoots up* Korra?

Bolin: *Wakes up* Mako?

Korra: Bolin?

Bolin: Korra?

Mako: Bolin!

Korra: Mako?

Bolin: Korra!

Mako: That's enough roll call.

End of dialogue

"I had the weirdest dream," Korra said holing her head with both hands.

Mako scooted over next to her and let her into his arms. "What happened?"

"Tenzin was here and heard we… You know… Did it." Korra cuddled up to him.

"That explains why you were saying 'Tenzin, please don't freak out, please don't kill me' all night." Mako play-mocked Korra, doing an awful female voice and waving his arms around.

Korra giggled at his actions. "But… Did we… Do it?" She asked in a slightly mortified voice.

"We did, and it was amazing." He stated with a grin tugging at the edges of his face.

"In my dream, Bolin walked in. Did that happen?" She asked then looked into his eyes.

He sighed then looked back into her eyes. "Sadly… Yes. But after we finished."

"And I'm glad I didn't walk in any sooner!" Bolin exclaimed from the other side of the room. Apparently, he could hear their conversation.

The two laughed at Bolin's comment before the subject was changed.

"I have to eat something. I'm hungry," Korra got up and held her stomach, "Can you cook for me?"

"Of course," he got up and pulled on his boxers, pants and muscle shirt, "What do you want?"

"Anything is fine," she tossed her sweaty shorts on the floor, "Hey do you have a t-shirt and a pair of sweats I can borrow?" Mako took a worn, pale red t-shirt and some baggy grey sweats out from his dresser and tossed them to her. "This is a little big, don't you think?" She held up the t-shirt to show him the size, along with the sweats.

"Unless you wanna walk around in a sports bra and dirty shorts all day…" Mako walked over to Bolin to wake him back up.

"… Where is my bra?" She wondered as she pulled up the baggy sweats then tied them to fit her waist then searched frantically for her bra. "Oh. It fell of the ledge of the bedroom." Korra groaned as she stuck her head over the ledge of the loft.

Korra climbed down the ladder and picked up her bra. Just as she was about to put it on, Asami opened the door to the loft.

"Hey guys how—WHOA! I am SO sorry, Korra."

Korra quickly put on her bra then Mako's oversized t-shirt, which she tucked into her shorts a bit. "Spirits, Asami!" Korra exclaimed. "Knock much?"

"I'm so sorry! It won't happen again!" She climbed up to the attic where the bending brothers' live and sat down on the couch, "But, what are you doing naked in Mako and Bolin's house anyway?"

"Oh just changing." Korra blushed.

Asami gasped. "You had sex with him, didn't you?"

"Alright, you caught me," They sat down on the couch, "I slept with him."

"Oh! Shh, he's coming." Asami whispered before the two girls quieted down.

Mako came down the stairs, got out a pan and began to cook breakfast. "I'm making eggs and toast. Do you want any, Asami?"

"Yeah, sure. OH! That reminds me. I picked up some pork dumplings on my way here." She picked up the bag of dumplings beside her. Korra eyeballed them then snatched the bag from her.

"Pork dumplings? How are they?" She examined the bag and its contents.

"I don't know. I haven't had any yet."

Bolin slid down the ladder and sat down beside Korra on the couch. He wasn't wearing a shirt, but only a pair of plain, green cargo shorts. "Did I hear someone say dumplings?" They all laughed.

"Yeah, Bo," Korra said showing him the bag, "Wanna split them with me?"

"Hell Yeah!" Bolin punched the air in excitement.

"Alright, there are 12, large dumplings in here so we each get six." Korra gave him six dumplings and kept the other six.

"MMMMMM! These are delicious." Bolin said with his mouth Full then shoved two more in his mouth.

"Yeah," Korra swallowed then started on another one, "They're really good. Where did you get these, Asami?" Korra asked as she shoved another dumpling in her mouth.

"At a dumpling stand at the market place. Um… All about Dumplings."

By the time Mako had finished cooking breakfast for all of them, Bolin and Korra finished their dumplings. They sat back on the couch patting their full stomachs.

"I take it you two aren't hungry?" Mako asked. "I mean, those are some big dumplings. You two look like you gained a couple pounds." He remarked as he placed a plate for himself and Asami on the kitchen table. They both nodded their heads, ignoring Mako's comment.

"Asami, your breakfast is ready." He called to her as he placed the plate on the table.

"Thanks, Mako." She got up from the couch and sat down across from him at the kitchen table.

Bolin burped loudly. Korra looked at him and smirked.

"Is that a challenge?" She asked, not moving from her spot on the couch. She burped louder than him and they both giggled. He burped louder than her, but Korra topped him by burping the loudest. They burst into laughter.

"How did you learn to do that, Korra?" Bolin asked as he turned his head to face her.

She looked at him. "Well, when you live in the South Pole, you'll find out that there's almost nothing to do there. So when I was really little, my dad taught me how."

"I learned from Mako." Bolin said pointing to the fire-bender sitting at the table. They laughed again for no particular reason.

They all talked (Mako, Asami, Bolin and Korra) for about twenty minutes then Bolin and Korra started to feel sick.

"UUUHHH! I don't feel so good." Bolin exclaimed as he clutched his stomach.

"Yeah I don't feel so hot either." She sat up and held her stomach and moaned. Mako looked up from the kitchen table.

"Are you guys alright?" Asked Mako concerned.

"You two don't look very well," Asami thought for a second, "I think you guys ate too much dumplings. Bolin slowly stood up along with Korra. They stopped and looked at each other.

Bolin spoke slowly. "I think I'm gonna—Korra cut him off.

"Vomit?" Bolin nodded.

As soon as the feeling hit them they both raced to the bathroom, pushing and shoving, covering their mouths. Once they made it to the bathroom, they both struggled to open the door. So Korra just kicked it down, leaving it hanging by a hinge and creating an indent in the middle of the fiber-wood door from where her bare foot had made contact with it.

The two of them couldn't hold it in anymore, so they puked all over the bathroom floor. They fought for the toilet. Bolin won. Korra ended up heaving in the bathtub. Asami walked into the bathroom and saw Bolin with his head in the toilet and Korra leaning over the side of the bathtub, holding her front hair tails back while she puked. Mako walked in and also saw the vomit covered bathroom.

"Spirits guys." Said Mako and Asami simultaneously, starting to feel a little sick themselves.

When they were done with their puking spree, they both shared the sink while they washed the awful taste out of their mouths. But they weren't done just yet. At the same time, they puked in the sink and all over the counter. They turned around to try to reach the toilet which resulted in Korra heaving on Bolin's bare back. Korra bent down near the toilet to continue her puking party. Bolin tried to make his way to the bathtub but stumbled and grabbed the head of the toilet to pull himself up. Once he did he accidentally puked on Korra's right shoulder, staining Mako's shirt given to her.

As he watched this mess, Mako gagged then ran to the kitchen sink and hurled. Asami couldn't watch it any longer. She ran to the kitchen sink, pushed Mako aside and threw up the contents of her breakfast. Mako grabbed Asami and lightly pushed her behind him as he threw up in the sink again. Asami couldn't wait for the sink; she just puked on the floor, which caused Mako to place her in front of the sink before he opened the fridge to get coffee to get the taste of 'used food' out of his mouth. But when the feeling hit him again, he couldn't help it. He leaned to the side and puked.

He quickly poured himself a small glass of the iced coffee then handed the pot to Asami who just drank straight from the pot.

"I'm gonna go check on Bolin and Korra, okay?" Mako stated as Asami waved him off, her head tilted back while drinking the pot of coffee.

Mako stopped at the door of the bathroom and peeked in to see Bolin and Korra. The bathtub seemed to be washed out because the two were inside it. Bolin had a toothbrush sticking out of his mouth, toothpaste on the corner of his lip, and had washed Korra's puke off his back. Korra had washed off Bolin's puke from the shoulder of the t-shirt given to her by Mako, but it was all wet now; but the sweats she was wearing were miraculously dry as a bone.

Korra was washing her mouth out with the shower head as Bolin was brushing his teeth next to her since the sink was… Dirty.

"How you guys doing?" Mako asked breathing heavily.

"We're done with our puke party," said Korra as she spit water into the bathtub.

"All we need to do is clean up," said Bolin spitting on the porcelain floor of the bathtub before Korra handed him the shower head.

The three of them walked into the kitchen to gather cleaning supplies. Asami was there, rinsing her mouth out.

"WHOA! You guys threw up, too?" Asked Bolin.

"Yeah you two vomiting everywhere got us vomiting ourselves." Mako said as he opened a closet full of cleaning supplies. "But at least I have more control of getting the vomit IN the toilet."

"Says the guy who puked on the floor." Korra smirked at him, proud of her wit as a look of defeat shown on Mako's face.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." Mako muttered in annoyance before grabbing a couple of mops then handed one to whoever was beside him, which happened to be Asami. "Just grab a mop and help clean up the aftermath of Hurricane Fire Ferrets." He joked then handed a mop to Korra who just scowled at him, still a little green around the gills.

"Come, on guys." Asami spoke up before more insult defined jokes could be thrown. "At least it's all over now."

"To tell you the truth I still don't feel good." Korra said clutching her stomach.

"Yeah me neither." Bolin said gripping his stomach.

Bolin and Korra knelt down to the floor and curled up in a fetal position. The two of them were sweating like they were wearing a ski suit on a 90 degree day. They moaned in pain as they held their stomachs. Asami helped Korra up and Mako helped Bolin get up.

Asami looked at Mako with a scared expression plastered on her face. "I think something's really wrong with them."

"Yeah, but what?" Mako stated before he quickly made his way over to the phone to call an ambulance. "I really hope I remembered to pay the phone bill." He mumbled nervously under his breath before he was connected to an operator. Thank the Spirits above, he mentally thanked. "Send an ambulance to the Pro-Bending Arena right away!" He demanded.

"They're on their way as we speak."

"Thank You!" he said before slamming the phone down on the receiver then walking quickly to the door that leads to the gym below them. "Hey, Johnny!" Mako called.

"Yeah!" A man in a blue jump suit sweeping the floor answered. "What do you need, Mako!?"

"I need you to clean up vomit up here! There's a lot of it!" He yelled back down in hopes that Johnny would take the task.

"Sure, Mako. Let me get some of the others to help first!"

"Thank You so much, Johnny! I appreciate it!" He thanked; his words full of acknowledgment and content.

He turned back to Asami, who has sat Korra and Bolin up against the cabinets on the floor, and has seemingly replaced Korra's damp shirts with one of Bolin's smaller, more fitting, ones. Why didn't I think of that? Mako thought as he approached Asami.

"The ambulance is on the way!"

You don't have to read this ending authors note, you know. Just putting it out there.

-TheClaudMaster