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Chapter 3: Fix It
Asami does this thing, Korra noticed, this thing where she gets so distracted by the task at hand that she can do basically anything. She focuses, her tongue out of her mouth, and sometimes biting her lip, and she finishes what needs to be finished.
Korra noticed this when the heiress's car was destroyed by none other than the avatar herself. The car's engine was completely killed, the front end was in shambles, and spirits know whatever else Korra had done to destroy the vehicle.
Two days after the incident, Asami is back to driving the same car, however. How the hell did she get that back up and running so quickly? Korra thinks, scratching her head in thought. It couldn't be a new car and just look the same, could it? No, that definitely isn't it. She knows all too well of Asami's intelligence, but she must be some kind of superhuman.
Korra decides to test this theory. The group of four on Team Avatar is at the stadium bright and early, arriving before most to get some training in before the next match later that night. Even though she's not a member, Asami likes to accompany the benders to watch them and to use the gym for her own physical workout. Thankfully for Korra, today is a day that Asami has stripped into nothing but loose cargo pants and a muscle shirt to work herself for her own benefit. The engineer punches and kicks the punching bag while Mako and Bolin dodge each other's attacks.
Whistling and trying not to look suspicious, Korra takes off her helmet and walks out the door, running down the hallway and out of the building to find the blue Satomobile parked alongside the road. The avatar looks around – first left, and then right – and then picks up a medium-sized slab of asphalt from the ground. She promptly hurls the slab directly at the windshield with the intention of creating a small crack in the glass. The muscular woman's own strength, however, gets the better of her, and the windshield shatters, sending shards of glass all over the place.
A cry erupts from Korra's mouth and she shakes her hand in pain, sucking on the top part of her index finger where a shard of glass slashed open her skin. She steps back nervously and looks at the damage she has caused.
"Shit, shit, shit, shit," she curses, pacing back and forth quickly. "Why am I so stupid!?"
Cars begin to drive down the street in front of the stadium as other pro-bending teams are on their way to the stadium for the match. Korra's blue eyes widen as she flees the scene, running back inside and down the hall to their training room as fast as she can.
A wooden board in the floor sticks up from its place and, in her rush to get back, the avatar trips over the plank and falls down onto the floor with the rest of the boards. She winces at the new scrape on her chin from where her jaw hit the ground, but she gets to her feet quickly, her heart still pounding from the nervousness she feels from destroying one of her best friends' car.
She throws open the double doors of the gym, her typical, crooked smile plastered on her face and her chin dirtied and bloodied from her fall. Korra places her hands on her hips, her cream-coloured uniform staining red from the blood on her hand.
"I'm uh…back guys!" she announces, a nervousness in her tone.
Mako gives a grunt in response as he dodges the earth disc Bolin sends his way. Bolin keeps his eyes on his brother and sends another disc in his direction.
"Welcome back, Korra!" the earthbender replies in his usual cheery tone.
From on the other side of the room, Asami remains focused on her punching bag, her arms bent and her fists coiled as she practices. A few more punches and finishing with a swift roundhouse kick signals the end of the engineer's workout. Letting out a tired sigh and tying up her lovely raven locks into a ponytail, Asami turns around, wiping the sweat from her forehead and the back of her neck.
"Hey, Korra," she said, her voice seeming to cut through the air and be heard above all other noises to Korra.
The avatar remains rigid, her eyes wide and an obvious fake smile smeared on her face. "Uh…hey there, Asami!" she says in response, rubbing the back of her head with her bloodied hand.
Asami gasps, closing the short distance between them as she grabs Korra's hand gently.
"Korra, what in the world happened to your hand?" she asks, looking up to Korra's face with those beautiful green eyes. She notices the scrape on the other woman's chin as well, reaching out to gently touch that as well. "And your chin? Spirits, Korra, what happened?"
"Uh…well, you see…there was this, uh…thing," Korra stammers, trying to come up with some kind of lie to protect herself.
"Wait here, I have a first aid kit in my car," Asami orders, pushing Korra by her shoulders onto the bench against the wall. "Let me fix this."
Korra's eyes grow even wider as Asami leaves the room. She sucks in a breath and holds it. Mako and Bolin continue to go head to head with their bending and dodging.
Not two minutes later, Asami's light footsteps can be heard coming back down the hall. If even possible, Korra sucks in even more air and wouldn't be surprised if she's turning blue from not breathing the entire time.
"Here we go," Asami says, kneeling down in front of the avatar when she enters the gym again, first aid kit in hand. She opens the white box with a red cross adorning the top, taking out some towelettes to wipe dirt and blood away from the wounded woman's hand and chin.
Still holding her breath, Korra waits for the new about Asami's car, her face one of pure agony during the wait. She doesn't even notice Asami finish up bandaging her hand and putting a band-aid on her chin until the beautiful woman stands up and places a hand on her shoulder.
"There we go; you're all patched up," Asami says, a smile forming on her face. She holds out her hand to help Korra to her feet, the avatar looking at her now expertly-bandaged hand.
Huh, she really can fix anything, she thinks, flexing her fingers wrapped in the bandages.
"You guys ready to go home?" Asami asks, grabbing her gym bag and hoisting it over her shoulder. She waits for everybody to nod and gather their things.
"Yeah, I'm beat. I think I need a nice, big lunch, and then I need a nice, long nap," Bolin says, walking out of the gym right behind everybody else.
Korra remains in the gym, too nervous about the car to move. She still holds a breath, waiting anxiously for the inevitable response to the heiress's smashed car.
"Coming, Korra?" calls Asami's sweet voice from down the hall.
"Uh, y-yeah!" she stammers, running out after the three.
They make it to the outside of the building and walk down the sidewalk to Asami's car. With her head hung low, Korra keeps her eyes down as she walks to the car with the broken windshield, prepared to pull open the handle to get inside the vehicle.
"Korra, what are you doing?" Mako asks, breaking Korra out of her nervous trance.
"What?"
"Oh, man! That can really got it good!" Bolin exclaims, pointing to the broken glass all over the sidewalk.
Asami cringes, taking out her keys and opening the doors to the car right in front of the one with the smashed windshield. "Let's get out of here before that happens to my car," she says, hopping in the front seat and starting it up.
Korra finally lets out her breath, looking at the car in disbelief. She stiffly hops over the door of the passenger side of Asami's actual car, buckling her seatbelt.
"Everything okay?" Asami asks, looking over to her passenger.
"Yeah, uh…I'm good. Somebody should fix that," Korra replies, trying to calm herself down after a close call and after realizing that she had broken a complete stranger's windshield.
"I could fix it," Asami says, adjusting her rear-view mirror before stepping on the gas and driving down the road to get back to Air Temple Island.
I am now in my second semester or my sophomore year in university, and I have switched my major to psychology! So sorry for the total lack of anything, so I hope to keep this going because I have so many more ideas! I actually opened this document and there was a heading I had wrote like months ago when I was going to finish the whole thing, hahah. Please review! Let me know how you like it!