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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

“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

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

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,̶

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