Meeting the family (Tahnorra)

“So remind me why, you never wanted me to meet your family?” Korra teased Tahno on the way back home from their long (long in Tahno’s mind) trip as Korra met his family for the first time. Mean less to say; Korra had a ball while Tahno was going through hell for the entire weekend. And when he thought it couldn’t get any worse, (in Korra’s case better) his mother shoved at least thirty pictures of baby Tahno in Korra’s hands. He glared at the girl and sighed.

“You know why.” She chuckled.

“Come on, they’re good people, you just got all city boy on them and forgot your swamp pride.” Tahno’s eye twitched at the word swamp as he remembered the scenery they were just in. The car was halfway covered in swamp gunk that would need to be washed off twelve times just for the smell to go away. Korra laughed again and kissed his cheek as Tahno began to drive slower.

“Whether you like it or not; they are a part of you. You can take the boy out the swamp but you can't take the swamp out the boy.” She giggled. Tahno just sighed pitifully. “Besides the little baby pictures are just priceless.”

“Shut up.”