A Certain Someone SUCKS at Video Games
Two Years Later:
“You are not going to believe what M-Bear got for my birthday!!” Wu squealed.
Korra raised an eyebrow at Mako, who folded his arms and looked away.
“It’s his nickname for me,” he pouted.
“What did he get for you?” Asami asked, having a sip of her beer.
“Tickets to go see Ellen!!”
“NO WAY!!” Korra laughed, giving a smug Mako a high five.
They were sitting in Asami’s kitchen— she’d decided to buy and furnish an apartment (albeit huge) downtown because the Mansion was just… it was just too much for her. She didn’t need twenty servants, either. She still kept it— her mother had designed the place, after all.
The modern style was smooth and sleek— reminding Korra of Seattle architecture. There were all the right colors and shapes, and it made the girl wonder if Asami was secretly an artist as well. After all, she was fantastic at drawing.
Mako put an arm around Wu’s waist, “Well… you know… I thought he’d enjoy that. I’ve always wanted to see California, too.”
“A vacation sounds nice,” Asami said wistfully. “I’ve been spending so much time at the office, I’m seeing Java code.”
. . .
“Best two outta three?” Korra groaned.
“Face it, you can’t win,” Kuvira smirked.
They were playing Halo— because Korra had lost against Badgermole at CoD, Battlefield, CounterStrike, Team Fortress 2, GTA 5, and somehow kept dying during Portal 2. Korra just wasn’t as good at video games as Kuvira. Not that she would admit it.
“Capture the Flag or a Race?”
“Race!”
Instantly, Korra knew that Kuvira was going to win. So, naturally, she stepped on Kuvira’s toes with her prosthetic.
“OW!! Hey!!”
Korra snickered and leaned forwards to see where her Warthog was going. She was going to win, she was going to win, she was going to—
Kuvira pushed Korra onto her side with a cackle and the younger girl lost sight of the screen.
“No fair!!”
“Two can play at that game!”
Shao walked into the kitchen and snatched the bag of Milanos, enjoying a few cookies. She walked up to the couch and rolled her eyes at the sight. The two of them were practically sparring around the living room— the game completely forgotten.
“Alright, you two!” she said with a laugh. “Break it up!”
Kuvira draped an arm around her wife’s shoulders, grabbed a cookie, and chuckled. “She just doesn’t want to admit that she can’t play video games!”
“Can too! I’ll beat your butt at… at…”
“Minecraft?” Kuvira playfully asked with a raised eye. “Don’t Starve?”
“I’ll think of something,” Korra grumbled.
. . .
“Come on, come on! Mako said that their episode is tonight!”
“We’re skipping going out tonight because there’s a chance we’ll see them in the audience?” Korra mumbled.
“Oh shush, you.”
At least the episode was funny. Ellen was her usual self with the guests and the gimmicks. Opal handed Korra a cider and the girl settled down on the couch with Asami. They’d almost gotten to the end of the episode, having only caught Mako and Wu in one or two camera shots, when Ellen diverged from her usual routine;
“Alright, before we go today, we have a special event today! Mako, would you please come on down?”
The living room was absolutely silent— wide eyed as their friend calmly walked down to the set on their TV. What on Earth was he doing??
“Hello, Mako, and how are you doing?” Ellen asked.
“I’m doing really well! I’m here tonight with my boyfriend, Wu!”
The camera panned to a very surprised Wu, sitting in the audience. He looked dumbstruck, to say the least.
“How old are you?”
“Nineteen.”
“Wow! Only nineteen years old?! Why are you wasting your youth on a talk show!?”
Cue audience laughter.
“Well… I knew that your show was very important to my boyfriend… which is why I wanted to ask him something when we finally got here…”
What? Oh my god!!
“Wu, could you come down here?” DeGeneres asked with a knowing grin.
He’s going to do that!? On international TV!?
Mako got down on one knee and pulled out a box, “Wu, you are an amazing boyfriend, and these past three years have been— well they’ve been the best of my life. Will you make me the happiest guy in the world and share the rest of our lives together?”
Wu jumped up and down and planted a kiss on Ellen’s cheek in excitement (who looked a little surprised). “You bet your ass!” he cheered.
OH MY FUCKING RAAVA!!
“He didn’t,” Kuvira said. “Did he really just do that?!”
Bolin nodded with a laugh, “He told me two weeks ago he was going to ask.”
They watched as Mako and Wu shared a loving kiss on-screen. They were positively beaming as the audience cheered. The living room burst into applause.
“And you wanted to go out tonight,” Kuvira said, poking Korra in the shoulder.
“Oh shush, you.”
. . .
“So how does it feel to be engaged?” Korra asked, tossing the ball for Naga.
“It feels… really great. Like I’ll always have a reason to smile for the rest of my life,” Mako said, grinning like an idiot. “It makes me feel so silly…”
“What?”
“Well… for a while… you know, before and during Camp Amon for a bit… I genuinely wanted to become straight… can you imagine?”
I think you don’t realize how silly your emotions can be until new ones move in.
“A part of me thought my life would get easier if I could just complete the program. But then I met Asami, and I realized that my sexuality wasn’t just something I could wish away,” Korra admitted with a smile.
Naga brought the ball up to the pair and Mako threw it as far as he could. Oh yeah, he’s the baseball dude. The dog was going to be chasing that one for a while.
Korra’s parents had brought Naga up to Air Temple Island a while back, insisting that she would be a good therapy dog for their daughter. See, parents are smart like that.
“A part of me is glad I went to that camp,” Korra continued, “but… I wish there was a place where kids could go…”
“Where they could be safe with who they are?” Mako finished for her.
“Yeah.”
They sat at the park bench, just sitting and thinking. Korra couldn’t help but marvel at how her life had turned out. She was going to RCU with Asami, majoring in Communications. She probably would have had to work harder to get in, but when a CEO of the most influential company in the world mysteriously gives a University a fantastic letter of recommendation for you… well, sometimes the scales can tip in your favor.
All of a sudden, the man stood— eagerly pulling Korra up with him.
“Asami’s at her office, yeah?”
“She should be— she doesn’t usually leave work until 7:00,” Korra answered, scratching her head in confusion.
“I have an idea. You’re going to like this.”
“Mako— where are you going?!”
“I have a business proposal for your girlfriend!” he said, running to the car excitedly.
Korra shook her head and followed, her dog happily bounding behind.