Deerington: 2010 Howard Hill

[bend_it_like]

Home Sweet Home

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[bend_it_like]

[ Air bending is handy. She airbends onto an air scooter and whizzes against with a cackle of laughter.

Being sleep deprived has some bonuses, like thinking that texting David is a great idea. ]

[arclightning]

[ This has turned into nonsense, is what is happening right now, and Mako is exhausted and confused and frustrated, but—he just goes with it, darting in front of Korra's trajectory to cut her off. ]

[bend_it_like]

[ She outruns him around the lower floor of their house until she finishes her text and sends it off. Then she tosses the Fluid back to him. ] There. Done. Don't back out.

[arclightning]

What did you do.

[ It is with a vague and growing sense of dread that Mako opens his Fluid back up and reads over what Korra wrote and then without hesitation, shoves both hands over his face, Fluid and all. ]

[bend_it_like]

You were gonna stress about it for another week! I did you a favor.

[arclightning]

It wouldn't have been a week! [ Wrong thing to focus on here, Mako. ]

[bend_it_like]

[ She waves him off ] Talk to David, not me. At least you have a love life here.

[arclightning]

I wouldn't call it that, it's not even close to being that—this is weird to talk about with you.

[bend_it_like]

Come on, Mako. We've been broken up forever. I just want you to be happy and date a cute guy!

[arclightning]

[ U G H Korra, why does he still love you so much? You are terrible.

He does, though, and he recognizes through the frustration that Korra was trying to help in her usual rush-in without thinking sort of way.


So he sighs, his shoulders slumping a bit. ] Okay. Fine. Thank you. You really didn't have to text him, though.

[bend_it_like]

Yes I did. [ She says, but she's teasing ] And you're welcome.