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       “Why must this be so complicated,” Korra groans in frustration.        “There are reasons why everything legal has a process,” Mako gently patted her back. “Society doesn’t want the smallest things to lead it to the wrong way.”        “That’s no excuse for the process, of proving that you can be a new parent to an orphan, have so much paperwork.”        He could almost agree with her on that.        After some time of being married, the couple had found a sort of balance with the world, their lives, and most importantly of all themselves. With such a state of peace comes a

 “Korra. Korra. It’s okay. You’re alright,” said Mako. Mako tried to comfort his wife, holding her close and saying anything to soothe the pain. He knew that she fought tough fights and defeated dangerous threats, yet demons come to haunt her. Little rubs down her back helped slow down the frantic breathing. “It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m here. You’re safe.” His eyes softly gazed over Korra as she lifted her head from hiding. “Another nightmare,” he asked. With panicked eyes, she looked in all directions before hiding her face in her husband’s chest. “It was

“No.” Mako said sternly as he looked down at his girlfriend. “Why not?” Korra whined. “The Lazarus Effect looks so good. Please Mako.” She begged, clasping her hands together and bending her knees a little to beg as the two stood outside the theater. “Have you seen the reviews though?” Mako asked as he looked down at her. “They all said that the movie is bad. And besides, after the last horror film you made me see you kept scaring me and were too afraid to sleep by yourself for a week.” “Well if the movie’s going to be bad, then you have nothing to worry about then.”

“Noooo!” Ama screamed out as she ran around the apartment in only her underwear. “Ama, get back here! You can’t get candy in just your underwear.” Mako called out as he followed the four-year-old with her costume in hand. “I don’t wanna wear it!” Ama protested as she continued to avoid her father in the small apartment kitchen. Mako cornered his daughter and stared down at her sternly. “You picked out the costume young lady. Now you’re going to wear it or else you’re not going to the festival.” Ama narrowed her blue eyes up at him. “I don’t want to be a dragon

“A toast,” Bolin shouted as he held his drink in the air, “to my dorky older brother who finally decided to hang up the bachelor life and tie the knot.” The original Fire Ferret team were sitting in a booth in the back of a popular Republic City bar, celebrating the news that Mako was getting married. Mako smiled from embarrassment as Bolin patted his back and messed up his hair. “Yeah, yeah calm down Bo, it’s no big deal.” Mako said as he fixed his hair back, combing it back to match the neatness of his uniform. “No big deal?” Korra asked, a little surprised that her friend was brushing

The South Pole was just like how she left it. Cold, beautiful, and safe. It was still the same for her while her and her daughter slept snug underneath the plush comforter on her big, posh bed. The rare sunlight shining through her windows soon made Korra squint her eyes open, to only close them tight again as she scooted closer to her sleeping daughter. The infant whined in protest a little when she felt her mother move her an inch, but soon yawned and fell back asleep, grabbing at the blanket over them with her tiny hands. After a few moments of peace, Korra felt something pull on her side of the blankets after hearing soft patter noises o

Vacation. “Do you have everything?” Mako asked as he walked out of the short hallway of his and his wife’s apartment, picking up a standing amber eyed infant as he did. Korra was standing in front of the couch, looking over the neat piles of things her husband set up for  her while she was at a council meeting, trying to think if there was anything of hers that he missed. “I think so,” Korra said as she twisted her gold band around her finger as she thought. “Did you get all of the girls’ things? Bottles, diapers, clothes, --.” “I went down the list and got it all. Don’t worry,̶

Favorites. “Come on Ama, just eat your lunch,” Korra begged as she held a spoon full of smashed up papaya in front of her chubby, blue eyed daughter. The ten month old looked between the spoon and her mother for a moment, her mouth closed shut before turning her head away and pushing the spoon away from her face. “Oh come on honey. I let a doctor cut me open so you could be born, doesn’t that tell you I love you?” Korra asked her daughter, receiving a shake of the infants head and another push at the spoon. Korra sighed and put the spoon back in the bowl that held the mashed up fruit. “What am I going to d

Playing. “You sure you’re ok with this?” Korra asked as she raised an eyebrow at her sister-in-law and bounced Ama in her arms. “Yeah, I got this Korra. It’s not it’s my first time taking care of a baby.” A very pregnant Opal responded with a smile as she looked at her niece Anali and poked her little upturned nose, making the amber eyed infant giggle. She then looked at Korra and moved her hand to rub Anali’s back. “Besides, Bolin will be back soon from picking San up from daycare.” She finished with a shrug of her shoulders. “I’ve actually been meaning to ask you about

Mirrors. “Why do we have to be up this early?” Bolin whined as he walked out of his parents’ garage with his jacket half off his shoulder and dragging his book bag behind him. “The sun’s not even out yet.” “We’re up this early because we have to pick up Korra at her class. Sorry, but if you hate this so much, you should tell her to stop sending her sorry excuse for a car to the shop.” Mako said as he walked out in front, fully awake and ready to go, and unlocked the door to his car. “Be happy that we didn’t have to take her to her class.” Bolin groaned in response and h