Chapter Text
Keiko's Question
"Mommy?" A tiny, soft voice called out, stirring an exhausted aging Korra out of her deep sleep. The avatar was just too tired to open her eyes, but mumbled enough to let the little intruder know that she was awake. Little chubby hands then grabbed Korras white tank top, trying to shake her out of her tired state.
Korra gave a snort and mumbled, "Kiki... Mommy's trying to sleep, okay...?"
"But, Mommy..." The four year old hesitated and wiped her eyes.
Korra popped one eye open, realizing that her youngest started to sniffle.
"Did you wet the bed sweetie?" She asked softly.
The little girl sniffled while shaking her head, holding onto her stuffed polar bear dog like a vice.
"Did you have a nightmare, Keiko?" Korra asked quietly.
The four year old had only one thing on her mind, but much like her mothers, Keiko was very smart and picked up on things very quickly. She looked at her forty-six year old mother, so tired from saving the world countless times, as Keiko was told by her other mother, Asami. There were bags under her eyes from lack of sleep, her long braid was loosened as the rest of her hair was sticking out in all sorts of directions. Some dried drool also stained the corner of her chapped mouth.
She knew Mommy needed her sleep after being away from home for an entire month, to rest and sleep all day if she wanted to.
Keiko tucked her head under her mothers chin and hugged her tight.
Korra was even more worried now, but she held her daughter just as tight, giving multiple kisses on top of her head.
"Do you just want to sleep in Mommy and Mama's bed, Kiki?"
Keiko nodded as Korra lifted the pudgy, long haired, toddler in her arms and rocked her gently in her arms.
"Now, before you get in Mommy's bed, you gotta make sure you go tee tee first. Did you go tee tee?"
"No."
"Come on, let's go tee tee."
"M'Kay."
Keiko snuggled up close to her mothers as she sucked her thumb, holding onto her stuffed animal tightly. Korra quickly fell asleep again and as soon as she did, Keiko looked to Asami, specifically.
Asami was sound asleep, snoring softly. The now forty-eight year old mother had a couple of lines near her eyes, but was still pretty youthful (not as youthful as Korra though, but youthful enough). Her hair was graying and a lot shorter than when she was younger, but still very curly.
Little Keiko reached her hands out to touch her mama's face. Asami smiled in her sleep and unconsciously reached out for her child, stroking her chubby cheek with her thumb.
That got Keiko to smile a little. With her mothers gentle nature and her other mothers familiar loud snoring, the little girl was soothed to sleep.
The very next morning, Keiko woke up in her parents king sized bed, fully rested. She looked down to see if she had an accident and was grateful that she hadn't during that peaceful slumber. Keiko noticed that both of her mothers were gone but that there was a strong smell coming from the hall; the sweet smell of breakfast being made.
After going to the bathroom, Keiko quickly made her way down the stairs to see her whole family at the dinner table. Lee, their longtime butler, was cooking eggs while Asami was helping with a special rice pudding. It smelled a lot like chocolate and Keiko couldn't help but get excited at it all.
"Ah! Look who's awake..." Korra cooed getting up from the table, walking towards her daughter. Keiko squealed as she was lifted up into Korras arms and was swung around.
"Is that my little mashumaru?" Asami also cooed, turning down the stove to give multiple kisses to her daughter until she started giggling like mad.
Keiko was taken to the breakfast table, where her eight year old twin brothers Nanuq and Sen were scarfing down their meals of oyakodon; chicken and eggs on rice were their favorites. Her older sister, sixteen year old Yume, just had a simple plate of raw eggs, rice, and natto mixed into a mush as she read about furthering her earth bending skills.
Korra sat down as Keiko sat in her lap. She handed her young daughter her sippy cup of lychee juice as she slurped on her seaweed noodles that came with fried eggs on toast.
She offered Keiko some, only to be approached by Asami with a delicious treat. That chocolate smell? This was it and it was all hers. Her mother and Mr. Lee called it 'champorado'. It smelled so good, that she almost dug her face right into it, before Asami gave her her little spoon.
Lee had his own bowl of food (natto, sliced avocado, white rice, and fried fish) as Asami just had some coffee and eggs, sardines, along with a small bowl of yogurt and blueberries on the side. Her mother was a strange eater. Her food always smelled funny, but she smiled at her mother's funny, quirky, antics.
The table was filled with small talk, chewing of food, and the subtle sounds of chopsticks tapping together, but Keiko still had that one question lingering in her mind ever since last night. Maybe even further than that to be honest.
"Mommy?"
"Hmm?" Korra still had a loose noodle hanging out the side of her mouth which got her daughter to smile, but the question was wavering over her like a cloud. She had to get it out.
"Do I have a daddy?"
The entire table was filled with coughing, dropped chopsticks, and soon enough, utter silence.