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Pema looked around the unusually quiet breakfast she and her family were sharing. The only one talking was Meelo, to an unresponsive Tenzin. She didn't count Rohan's soft chatter as he played with his food. Jinora was very consciously looking only at her bowl, while Ikki seemed to be oblivious to the food in front of her.
Once Pema finished eating, she picked up her own bowl and rose from the table. This triggered the three mobile children getting up from their spots and announcing they were done. The trio quickly scattered from the table, all in different directions. Pema sighed, dropped her bowl back on the table and sat down next to her husband.
"Is something going on that I'm not aware of?" Pema asked.
Tenzin sighed and put down his chopsticks. Before he could speak, a young man Pema did not recognize entered the room.
"Good morning, I was wondering if I could get a little breakfast?"
"Dear, this is Zhou Rhen. He is the White Lotus member here to meet with Korra when she returns from her vacation."
Pema rose from her seat and gestured to the table. "Welcome, please take a seat and I'll go get you some porridge."
Zhou Rhen politely bowed and took a seat across from Tenzin.
"Do you know when Avatar Korra will be returning?"
Tenzin absentmindedly stroked his beard. "I do not, and I am hesitant to contact her to ask. Korra was quite adamant that she would be back when she was ready. This trip is to make up for one we had to interrupt to…" the Air Master caught himself before he let their little secret slip. "To be present for the high profile trials. I didn't think you would arrive so quickly when I put in the request."
Pema returned with a steaming bowl and placed it in front of their guest.
"Thank you… uh?"
She smiled and offered her hand. "Pema."
"Thank you Pema," Zhou Rhen finished.
"If you need anything during your stay, come see me," Pema replied. She then started collecting the bowls her three children had left behind and the one Rohan had shoved away from his place setting.
"Speaking of Korra's trip," Tenzin started, clearing his throat. "She reported that while she and Miss Sato were in the Spirit World time had moved slower. What was around three weeks here, was one week for them."
Zhou Rhen nodded as he listened. "That is peculiar, have you reported that finding?"
"I have not, so much has been going on here with the trials, and the reconstruction, that I have not been able to make any reports back to our organization. I'm sure they are aware of the new portal; I expect they'll be out investigating it soon enough."
"I can let them know. Until Avatar Korra returns I've got a lot of free time. I was hoping I could maybe speak with you and your family about her, to get a better understanding of who she is before I am formally introduced. Is it okay that I speak to your children about Avatar Korra?"
Tenzin toyed with his beard again. "I don't see why not… maybe leave Jinora out of the questioning for now? I need to speak with her first."
"Understood."
It was a little after twelve when Asami reached the outside of the Korra's parents' home. Time seemed to have zipped by while she was in town. Once she made it to the shops she had forgotten all about the possibly tense conversation Korra was having in her absence, until now.
Asami's stomach clenched as she hauled her several bags up the steps. She put a few bags down to grab the door handle, but it opened on its own.
"Asami!" Korra said gleefully. "I was just about to go looking for you."
"Here I am."
"You buy something from every shop in town?" the Avatar asked as she collected the bags Asami had set down.
Asami redistributed her own bags and started inside. "Pretty much."
Once the girls and bags were all in the foyer, Korra closed the large door behind them. Asami moved closer, giving the Avatar a quick peck while they were still alone.
"How did it go?" the engineer asked in a soft tone.
"Dad's all for it and Mom is a little lukewarm. They're in the kitchen right now, ready to join them?"
"As I'll ever be."
Korra took Asami's hand. "Here we go."
"Oh, wait," Asami said, jerking them back. She reached down and picked up one of the many bags.
"Asami's back!" Korra gleefully announced as she escorted her girlfriend into the kitchen.
The Avatar's parents occupied one side of the table and the girls took seats on the other. The four of them sat for a moment looking at each other.
"So I was just telling them about our vacation in the Spirit World..." Korra said breaking the silence.
Asami felt her cheeks instinctively flush at the mention of that trip. She couldn't help but always think of what came of that trip over what else they had done.
"We could always take a day trip over to the southern portal Asami, if you want to see another side of the Spirit World," Tonraq suggested.
"I would like that."
The chief turned to his daughter "We could do that tomorrow, take a couple of the snowmobiles, pack a lunch."
Asami reached down to pull up the bag beside her. "Speaking of food, I thought Korra and I could cook dinner tonight."
"You did?" the Avatar asked.
Tonraq leaned back in his seat, placing his two large arms behind his head. "That sounds good to me."
"I also, purchased a pair of tickets to a mover screening they're doing in town," Asami said, sliding a small envelope over towards Senna, who was seated directly across from her.
"A mover! Honey we've been talking about wanting to see one of those."
"We have…" Senna said as she tentatively accepted the envelope in front of her.
Korra looked to Asami before turning back to her parents. "Go have some fun, and we'll take care of things here."
The chief slapped his hands on the table to support himself as he rose out of the chair. "C'mon Senna, looks like we've been given a pass to go goof off."
Tonraq was out of the room, while Senna hesitated in her seat. She looked to her daughter for reassurance. Asami reached out a hand and lightly placed it on Senna's to get her attention.
"I appreciate you and Tonraq's hospitality, making dinner is the least I can do," she said earnestly.
Senna gave a slight nod of acceptance and a small smile. "Okay, we'll be back after the mover. Korra knows where the wood for the stove is, it takes about half an hour to fully warm up."
"Have fun!" Korra called out to her mother as she left. The Avatar then turned to her girlfriend beside her. "I hope you know what you're doing. I can feed myself, but I'd never say that I can cook."
"I'd say the same about myself, which is why I had the woman at the market write out the recipe for us."
Korra poked into the bag to see what they would be working with. "So what are we making?"
"Traditional otter seal stew. I asked what was a good meal to make that was easy, but would still impress your in-laws."
"Leaving out the part about those 'in-laws' being the chief and his wife."
"She didn't need to know the whole story," Asami replied with a flip of her hair. "Now why don't you start the fire, while I organize the ingredients."
Korra nodded and got up from her chair.
A few hours later Torang and Senna returned from their mover screening. Despite the story being far more action based than was to her liking, Senna had to admit it was an amazing technology. Her husband kept leaning over to her during the show, asking how they did this or how they did that. He had a child-like curiosity about the mover 'magic'.
The screening was held down at the town recreational hall, but the owner of the equipment announced that he had plans of building his own theater if he could get enough public interest. Senna knew her husband wouldn't stand in the way of its construction.
The couple marched up the steps and made their way inside. The house seemed fairly quiet, the only light and sound coming from the kitchen. As Senna walked closer, she could hear that the noise was coming from the radio; Korra must have moved it from the study. She reached the entrance of the kitchen, and clearly her daughter and girlfriend had not heard their arrival home. Oblivious to the fact that they were being watched, the two young woman stood closely side by side at the sink.
Korra was washing the dishes and Asami drying. Her daughter passed a large pan over and Asami began to wipe it down. She stopped and examined the pan before passing it back over.
"This one is still dirty."
"What?" Korra asked, begrudgingly taking the pan back and looking it over herself. "I scrubbed this one so much, that's gotta just be permanent."
"It wasn't that way when I pulled it out from the cupboard," Asami rebutted.
The Avatar sighed and put the pan back into the sudsy sink with a splash.
"Just let it soak a bit."
Korra turned to her girlfriend, and put a wet hand on her hip. "You know, if you're so concerned about the way the dishes are washed, we could switch."
Asami didn't look, but instead picked up another dish and began to dry it off. "I know how to wash the dishes, this is for your benefit. I'm domesticating you."
"I'm housebroken!"
"Barely, but give me some time."
"You want to change me," Korra huffed, pretending to be offended. She turned away from the taller girl.
Asmai took the bait and put her rag down. She moved behind the Avatar and wrapped her arms around the shorter girl's waist. "You know I'm teasing."
"It makes me wonder, if you wouldn't instead want someone that's more… I don't know… sophisticated?"
"Of course not, I love you because you are nothing like the snobs I deal with on a daily basis. You're so genuine, Korra. You could just stand to learn a few skills that will help you be more independent."
"Okay mom," the Avatar groaned, breaking away from her girlfriend's grasp. Asami moved over to the sink and ushered Korra to the drying area.
"The good thing about having a partner, is we can always take turns, and make up for each other's weakness. We both have things to offer each other."
Korra flashed her a lopsided grin and picked up the rag. "So that means from now on you'll wash and I'll dry?"
"Because I love you, yes," Asami replied, passing a dish over.
"I wonder if I could airbend these dry…"
Senna felt a hand on her shoulder, and she looked up to see her husband. She had no idea when he came up behind her, or how long he had been there. She reached up and placed her much smaller hand over his.
"What's this I hear about airbending the dishes?" Tonraq called out.
Korra, about to airbend on the dish, surprised by her father's sudden presence blew the dish out of her hand and onto the wall.
"Dad! Mom!" the Avatar called out as she heard the pottery crash into the wall. She tried to move in front of the crash site to hide it. "You enjoy the mover?"
Ikki made her fifth lap around the beach of the island. She was bored. It had been a long time since she remembered being this bored. The young airbender occasionally kicked at the sand as she walked head down along the quiet water. Ikki decided she was tired of circling so she found a big enough piece of driftwood to sit down on. Not long after she relaxed into her spot she heard a man clear his throat somewhere behind her.
"You are Tenzin's daughter Ikki, correct?"
Ikki turned around and looked up the rocks to see a man she did not recognize. The young airbender felt her body tense. She had not forgotten the time when Zaheer was pretending to be an innocent stranger roaming around the halls of her home. Her Aunt Kya had given her a lengthy lecture about being more cautious around strange men on their long trip to the Northern Air Temple after the encounter.
"Who are you?" Ikki asked, trying to sound tough.
The man held up his hands defensively, as if sensing the hostility in her voice. "I'm sorry, my name is Zhou Rhen, did your father not tell you I am staying with you?"
"He did not."
"I was hoping to just talk to you for a little bit about Avatar Korra..."
Ikki stood up from her seat and started to back away.
"Ikki, there you are," Pema called out.
The young airbender looked to see where her mother's voice was coming from. She was walking towards Zhou Rhen from the other side of the courtyard.
"Mom, do you know this guy?"
"Yes dear, he's come to speak with Korra when she gets back."
Zhou Rhen smiled, relieved at Pema's arrival. "I was also hoping to speak with you and your family."
"Oh, really?" Pema asked. "What about?"
"I just want to learn more about Avatar Korra's relationship with her friends and family. If you want I could talk to both of you together?" Zhou Rhen turned back to Ikki. "If that would be a little more comfortable for you?"
"What do you say, Ikki?"
Ikki eyed the man one more time, still not fully convinced he was as harmless as he appeared. "Okay."
"Let's go the gazebo in the courtyard," Pema suggested.
The three quietly walked towards the gazebo. Once they arrived, Zhou Rhen took a seat at one side of the circle, while Pema sat on the floor opposite. Ikki took a spot on the railing above and to the left of her mother.
The young man pulled a small notebook and pencil from his robes and thumbed through a few pages before settling on a blank one.
"Alright, since Avatar Korra is older than Ikki, this question applies only to Pema. Have you met her previous incarnation, Avatar Aang?"
"He was my father-in-law," Pema replied with a smirk. "But only a handful of times. He passed not long after Tenzin and I started our relationship."
"Based on what you knew of Avatar Aang, do you see any similarities between him and Avatar Korra?"
Pema looked away for a moment to think. "Gosh, I don't know. I've heard Tenzin and Katara talk about certain expressions Korra makes, that are uncanny, but nothing I personally see. There is a world of difference between an old man and a young woman, incarnation or not. Korra has always just been Korra to me, wouldn't you say so Ikki?"
The young airbender nodded vigorously. "I forget Korra's kinda my grandpa. She's like a big sister. She's part of the family."
"Korra can be very stubborn, that's a family resemblance right there," Pema added.
Zhou Rhen smiled as he wrote. "You both care deeply for her."
Pema put a hand to her chest. "We mean it when we say Korra is a part of the family. It was a little bit of an adjustment when she first came. I was pregnant and not used to teenagers, but now I couldn't imagine her not being a part of our lives."
"Yeah, it was terrible when Korra left us for three years. I think she should have stayed here, where we could have taken care of her, and Asami too!"
"You are referring to when Avatar Korra was poisoned by the Red Lotus?"
Pema nodded. "There was a time, when I doubted her ability to come back from that. Not so much physically, but spiritually. I had never seen someone so broken before."
"After Avatar Korra left to the South Pole to recover, did you see her at all during that time?" Zhou Rehn asked.
"No, she didn't even write us back!" Ikki said with a pout.
"Tenzin visited once, about a year or so after, when she became mobile again. But it wasn't until my children found her out in the swamps and brought her to Republic City that I saw her."
"Pardon?"
Ikki hopped up from her seated position with excitement. "That's right, Meelo, Jinora and I flew around the world looking for Korra We found her hanging out with Toph in this smelly old swap! We watched her bend out the rest of her poison, and she was all better again! Then we got to go to Zaofu and eventually back home to take on Kuvira!"
"What brave children you have," Zhou Rhen commented.
"That's one word for it…" Pema muttered.
"So I guess that takes us to the present and why I am here in the first place. Avatar Korra is in a relationship with a woman named Asami Sato?"
Ikki blushed and sat back down in her seat on the railing. "Yeah, I think it's super cute."
"It was a bit of a surprise for all of us. When they first met they were fighting over the same boy. But something must have changed over the years, because one night a few weeks ago during a wedding reception they slipped off to the Spirit World, just the two of them. When they came back they were dating," Pema said with a shrug. "It doesn't bother me, we know Asami and she would never do anything to hurt Korra. I'm a bit fearful for them; not for any physical harm, but I don't know how the public will treat them. Hopefully Korra will hold her tongue and Asami can do the talking when pressed about it."
"If anyone says anything, I'll blow them right outta town!" Ikki added.
"So you see Miss Sato as a suitable partner for Avatar Korra, there is nothing that concerns you? I ask because it sounds like this is a newer relationship," Zhou Rhen said, directing his follow-up question to Pema.
Ikki jumped in again. "Asami loves Korra very much, she told me so herself. She even wishes she could fight alongside her all the time, but holds herself back because she thinks she would be a bother."
"Sounds like you know Miss Sato well, Ikki."
Pema looked up at her daughter. It had just dawned on her how much time she had been spending with Asami, seemingly out of nowhere. "You have been spending a lot of time together recently."
The young airbender blushed again. "Yeah… I dunno, we've got some stuff in common… I wish they'd hurry on back... "
"What are your common interests?" Zhou Rhen asked, genuinely curious.
"Like fashion, doing our nails and talking about things... girl stuff."
"So that's where you got the nail polish…"
Ikki shoved her hands under her legs as her mother spoke. "It's okay, right?"
"I don't mind, just don't let your father see them," Pema said in a warning tone.
Zhou Rhen made marks in his notebook as the mother and daughter spoke. After their conversation died down he looked up to two expectant faces. "I think that is all for now, thank you."
The dinner Korra and Asami prepared turned out to be a success. The Avatar's parents genuinely enjoyed the stew and Tonraq monopolized the conversation with questions to Asami about how mover cameras worked. Korra was a little bit surprised, but grateful for her father's enthusiastic curiosity because it meant there were no awkward silences during the meal. It came out that Tonraq has been learning to play Pai Sho. He and Asami were currently setting up a board in the living room while Korra and her mother were cleaning up the kitchen.
"I didn't know you had a knack for cooking. I would have made you do it more often when you were home," Senna said, passing a wet bowl for Korra to dry.
A slight blush colored the Avatar's cheeks as she accepted the bowl. "I can't take any credit, I just followed instructions. Asami was the mastermind."
"I've noticed she's very… generous… I must admit it makes me a little uncomfortable."
As Senna spoke Tonraq rushed into the kitchen with a wine bottle tucked under his arm. "Hey honey, where do we keep the bottle opener?" he asked as he started opening drawers at random.
"In the drawer by the stove," Senna replied.
Tonraq lumbered over and rummaged through the drawer his wife was referring to. Having found the item he was looking for he headed back towards the living room.
Korra put her hands on her hips as she watched her father leave. Once he was gone, she turned to her mother. "Dad doesn't seem to mind."
Senna didn't have a rebuttal, so resumed cleaning up.
Korra stood and watched her mother start to wipe down the counters. "I felt the same way about it too at first."
Senna stopped for a moment, as if startled by her daughter's admission, then went back to her task.
Korra continued, "I already didn't like Asami because she was dating Mako, and then she invited us all over to her big house to swim in her pool and play with her expensive cars. I thought she was trying to show off and buy our friendship." The Avatar thought for a moment; that all that seemed so long ago, like another lifetime. "When it came out that her father was an Equalist, she gave up everything to fight alongside us. Over and over again she has donated her resources and time to help. I know even if Asami didn't have as much money as she does, she would still do it. However, she does have the money, and it seems to make her happy to share it."
Senna put away the rag and walked over to Korra. "Well we're your parents, so let us treat you to a few things too, okay?" She emphasized by putting a hand on her daughter's shoulder. "Let us still feel useful to you."
Korra turned to face her mother. She took the hand off her shoulder and held it between her own. "Mom, what are you talking about?"
Senna looked up into Korra's concerned eyes, and again felt small. "You're really growing up… It happened so fast… I feel like I've missed a lot of it," Senna said as she reached out with her free hand and pushed a few wild strands of hair behind her daughter's ear. "You're so strong... Not just physically. You didn't get that from me…"
"Mom…" Korra whimpered. Her eyes felt glossy with unshed tears. "I will always need you in my life, you and Dad, You're my parents. You make it sound like I'm going to be leaving you forever."
Senna pulled herself away and buried her face in her hands."I know, I know. I just… I just don't feel a part of your life anymore and I know that my reaction this morning isn't helping…"
"Mom, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so harsh with you earlier… Honestly, I was caught off guard by your reaction… You want to be a part of my life, then be in it."
"I know…"
"If you know, then what can I do to help?" Korra thought for a moment. "Why don't you come with us to the Spirit Portal, you've never been there either, right?"
"I haven't… okay," Senna said shly.
"You girls going to come and have some of this wine with us?" Tonraq's voice called out.
"Be right there Dad," the Avatar hollered back.
Senna nodded and moved towards her daughter. Korra opened her arms and pulled her mother close.
Senna and Korra eventually joined Asami and Tonraq in the living room. After a few rounds of watching Pai Sho, Senna silently rose out of her seat and walked down the hall. A little over an hour later the other three called it a night and walked down towards the bedrooms. Asami's came first, and no sooner did she go in, she came back out.
"My things are gone."
Korra moved into her room to see her bed made and Asami's luggage placed on top.
Tonraq noticed the commotion and walked back to meet the girls. He poked his head into the room to see his daughter and her girlfriend standing around the bed.
"Everything okay?" he asked.
"Mom moved Asami's things in here," Korra replied, pointing to the evidence.
Tonraq cracked a big grin. "Looks like Asami's stuck with you. You girls have a good night."
The pair watched Tonraq leave as quickly as he came. Asami moved first to the bed and started moving her belongings off.
Korra stood as if frozen in place, still in shock from her mother's actions. "Mom..." she whispered to herself.
"So I picked up a few fur pelts," Asami said, hoisting them out of the bags.
"What are you going to do with those? They're massive," the Avatar asked, moving closer.
"I'm going to have them made into a big blanket when I get back."
"It never gets that cold in Republic City."
"I didn't buy them for their warmth. Here," Asami offered a bit of the pelt and ran it along Korra's check. "Feel how soft this is. Imagine this softness everywhere."
The Avatar's cheeks flushed as the reason why Asami was so keen on furs sank in. At that point Asami had moved away and was attempting to fit the furs back into the bag. Korra imagined her girlfriend naked and draped across a pile of pelts.
"Don't put them away…" she whispered.
Asami stopped wrestling with the bag and turned her head back to look at Korra.
"Oh?" she uttered with a smirk.
Korra moved closer, pinning Asami between her and the foot of the bed. Asami turned her body to face Korra's and sat down on the bed. The bag tumbled off from the motion, leaving the pelts behind.
Asami leaned back into the furs, holding herself up with her hands. "I must confess, I've fantasized about you to taking me on a pile of pelts."
"Take you?"
"It's an expression. It means to have your way with me."
The Avatar was both thrilled and frightened by that possibility.
"What would you do to me, if you could do whatever you want…?" Asami asked, tracing the outline of Korra's face.
Only a moment ago Korra felt like her body was steering, but now her brain had taken back over and was drawing a blank. Asami saw the look of panic and extended a hand out to her girlfriend and drew her to the bed beside her.
"Too hard, how about instead, what would you want to do with me?"
Korra blushed a deep shade of red. "You really want to talk about it this?"
"Why not? You shouldn't be doing things if you can't talk about them," Asami said with a flip of her hair. "So you and Mako never talked this way?"
The Avatar groaned and covered her face with her hands. She fell backwards on the bed. "Why do you want to bring up Mako at a time like this?"
"He's the only one you've been intimate in some way with, right?"
"Yeah… and you too?"
"There also was a woman…" Asami said, turning away slightly.
Korra uncovered her face. "Who?"
"You don't know her. It happened while you were away in the south. We dated briefly, but then I got a letter in the mail…"
"From who?" Korra asked.
"From you," Asami whispered. Her eyes began to sting as she felt tears work their way out. She did not know why it was happening, but a swell of emotions began to rise within her. "You finally wrote back to me and I was so angry at you." Asami stopped to wipe at her eyes, and felt an unexplained laugh escape her lips. "Ugh! I'm the one always saying let's stop talking about the past and here I am doing it."
Korra sat up in her seat and moved to comfort her girlfriend. "I'm sorry I didn't write to you sooner, I-"
"No, please don't apologize. This is why I don't want to talk about that time, because you shouldn't apologize for what you needed to do Korra. Any hurt feelings, are mine and mine alone."
Korra looked down at her feet. She wondered what she would have done during that time had she known how much Asami and Mako were hurting from her absence.
"So… you broke up with your girlfriend because of me?"
"I did. It sounds a little crazy aloud because all you sent was a letter… but I did."
A momentary silence fell between them. Korra could hear Asami's intermittent sniffs as she tried to gain composure.
"I had a dream about you once, while I was recovering... A sex dream," the Avatar started.
Asami cocked her head curiously. She wiped at her eyes a few more times as she listened.
"We were at your mansion and we…" Korra tried to push through her embarrassment. "We made love. Then my mom woke me up in the middle of it. She heard me, thought I was having a nightmare."
"Oh no, did she realize what kind of dream it was?"
"No, I don't think so. But it was still super embarrassing being in that state in front of her. Eventually she left me alone. You know, it was the first time I felt anything down there in over a year. I couldn't walk, so being interested in sex was a low priority. It ended up being kind of a turning point for my recovery. I was starting to get some of my body back, some part of me felt good even."
"Did you...?" Asami asked, drawing out the last word.
Korra's face turned red again. "I did and I felt kind of ashamed after. Not that you'd ever find out, but I felt guilty for thinking about you that way."
"Well if it makes you feel better I've done that thinking about you more times than I'd care to admit."
"Recently?"
"Oh yes. Now that I know what your lips feel like, taste like. Now that I know what it feels like to be held by you. It's something we could even do together," Asami said, leaning closer to her girlfriend.
"Asami!"
Asami backed off and folded her arms."What a bashful girl you can be, my dear Avatar. You certainly weren't that way with me this morning."
"Well, that was different…"
"Oh?"
Korra fidgeted under Asami's inquisitive gaze. These were all things she had never thought about before. "Yeah, because I was doing stuff to you, that's more normal."
"And touching yourself isn't?"
"It is, but with someone else?"
"Why not?"
Korra shoved her hands nervously under her legs and scrunched herself up. "I dunno… I never heard of that… not that I've heard of much, as I've been learning." The Avatar paused for a moment, and it felt like she was hearing herself for the first time. She suddenly felt embarrassed by her words and behavior. Korra looked at the beautiful woman next to her. Asami could have anyone she wanted, with her looks and charm. She gave that all up to be with someone who could barely talk about sex. "How has the way I've been acting not put you off? I don't know if I would want to be with me…"
"You're being way too critical of yourself. That's not like my cocky Avatar."
Korra made an exaggerated groan and held her hands up in the air like she was cursing the ceiling. "I know, I feel like I did back when I was trying to learn airbending. All the other elements came so easily. I'm not good a things I have to work hard to be good at."
"How can you say you're not good at this when you've never tried? More importantly being good is subjective in this case. Everyone is different, there isn't just one right way. Two people work together to find out what's right for them. You're not alone in this, Korra."
The Avatar blushed deeply as her girlfriend moved closer.
Asami continued, "Like the dishes." She then placed her hand on Korra's thigh, and felt something hard and flat. She pulled her hand away as if it was hot to the touch.
"What's that?" Asami asked, and then started to reach into Korra's pocket.
"Oh, I forgot I shoved them in there," Korra said, reaching into the other pocket.
Each girl pulled out a small book.
"These are Aang's journals, my Dad gave them to me this morning. I guess Katara wants me to read them," Korra said examining the book again.
Asami delicately held the one she had pulled out. She ran her slender fingers along the leather cover. "I bet there's some interesting stuff in here."
"Want to read them with me?" the Avatar asked.
"Are you sure, isn't this kind of private?"
Korra shrugged. "They're not my journals. Will you read them to me?"
"To you?"
"Why not?"
Asami smiled and looked behind them. "Okay. Let's get into bed and I'll read you a story."
To be continued...