heyy! sorry I haven't been able to write a lot lately bc im moving, but enjoy this new fic. There's going to be no smut until chapter 3 or so (m for chapters to come).
I would like to give a huge thanks to JBlaser who gave me this wonderful idea though PMs. Please PM me if you would like to see your ideas on the page as well!
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS!
Whoops, I'm Pretty Now
Ch1, What's In Here?
Korra looked out the window from Asami's marble-white mansion, staring at the gleaming city lights reflected in the midnight lake. Asami was leaving soon, on her business trip. She'd be gone for a week...how could Korra survive? It was bad enough going three years, she never wanted to feel like that again.
Speak of the devil, the black-haired vixen came into the room, eyes shining, lips gleaming. Oh, she's got such nice skin. Korra sighed. Unbeknownst to Korra, Asami was smiling at Korra's dazed expression. She snapped the avatar back to reality with a "Bye Korra! See you in a week!"
Korra shook the feeling off and replied quickly. "Yes, of course. I'll miss you!" Asami agreed and soon, all Korra could hear was the click-clacking of the businesswoman's heels down the stairs. She sighed. Seven days to go. What would Korra do for seven whole days without Asami? Punch the wall?
She perked up, suddenly hit with an idea. She leaped off the window and crouched down below it, waiting for Asami's sleek boat to leave the shore. Once the boat was far out of sight, Korra, alone in the house, crept to Asami's room.
She slowly creaked open the mahogany door and nearly gasped in shock. It was a beautifully constructed red and gold room, a shoji screen over by the lovely window, a crimson bed settled in the middle of a step, and a crystal chandelier hanging perfectly in the center. Korra noticed an intricate desk and vanity in one corner. There were two doors in the corner of the room: one leading to a bathroom and the other leading to what Korra did not know. She strode over to the second door and curiously opened the door. There stood the most odd yet beautiful machine Korra had ever seen.
It had rows and rows of clothes, accessories, and makeup, with tons of arms and a selection screen. It was metal, so she could bend it, although she didn't know if that would be necessary. The catalog and beauty seemed to go on forever.
Korra barely had time to take in the sight as she heard a voice. The robotic-like presence spoke. "Presence detected. Welcome, Avatar Korra. Initiating full makeover."
She worriedly looked around. "Wh-" she started, before she was swept away in a whorl.