Crib
“No, not there,” Mako sighs.
Korra groans. “Can’t we have someone do this for us?”
Asami glares at the other alpha. “No. I can build. A crib.”
“No. No, you cannot,” Mako says flatly, gesturing to the scattered pieces of wood that were supposed to make a crib.
“I’m from Hell and I’m 100% certain IKEA is worse,” Korra hisses after once again slamming the hammer on her finger.
Mako moves to help her but the two alphas give him one look and he stops moving.
The omega rolls his eyes. “I’m literally one month along, I’m fine.”
Asami gives him another look. “Really? Which one of us hasn’t been able to hold food down for the past month?”
Mako flushes. “Fuck you too.”
Korra makes another sound of distress, meaning she hit herself with the hammer again.
“No. Fuck IKEA,” Kora mutters, throwing the hammer across the room.
Asami murmurs a quick agreement and Mako sighs.
“Just call someone to do it, Asami,” Mako says wearily.
Asami glares at Mako but picks up a pen and paper to write out a quick letter.
She beckons for a crow to deliver the letter, glaring at the ‘crib’ the whole time.
Mako moves to stand when he’s suddenly assaulted by pain.
“Shit,” the omega hisses.
Immediately, Korra and Asami jump up.
“Is the baby ok? Are you ok?” Asami asks.
Korra just looks around to assess for danger.
Mako rolls his eyes. “I stepped on a nail, dumbass.”
Asami looks at him in surprise. “There weren’t any nails over there.”
Mako snorts. “Tell that to my foot.”
Korra shakes her head. “Mako, there were no nails there.”
The omega’s face turns an ashen color as he slowly lifts his foot.
He shrieks in surprise when he sees a half dead spider wasp on the floor where his foot was.
He clings onto Korra as both alphas try not to laugh.
“Laugh, and I make you choke on a nest of spider wasps,” Mako threatens.
Korra turns almost purple trying not to laugh as Asami picks up the bug and throws it out.
Suddenly, the door to the room is thrown open and three kids rush through.
Mako’s only thought is ‘Help’ as he’s tackled by three air bending kids.
“You’re pregnant!” Meelo yells.
“Is it a boy or girl?” Jinora inquires.
“Alpha or omega?” Ikki questions.
“Dead if you don’t get off me,” Mako wheezes, out of breath from being tackled.
The three kids are quick to get off and help the omega up.
“Female alpha,” Asami answers.
The three kids light up in excitement.
“Daddy’s going to be so excited!” Ikki cheers.
Mako frowns. “How does he not know yet?”
“Only mom and mama read the letter. They kept it from daddy since they didn’t want to panic him,” Jinora explains.
Mako makes a noise of understanding.
Meelo suddenly makes a face. “Babies are gross.”
The corner of Korra’s lips quirk up. “Why?”
Meelo gags. “I figured out how they’re made.”
Everyone is dead silent at the revelation.