Korra walked around Asami's mansion, still exasperated by the size. She had moved in two years ago, and in that time, some of her wounds had actually healed. Many of them, however, have stayed as they were. A pair of skinny yet strong arms wrapped around Korra's waist, and a chin was rested on her shoulder. She tensed for a second, but soon realized that the mystery figure was Asami, her wife. "Hey," she chuckled.

"You're getting a lot better with people touching you," Asami murmured.

"Mom! Mom! Come in here quick!"

Korra and Asami followed the voice of their adopted daughter, smiling as they went.

"What is it, Sweetie?"

She held out a picture to the both them, grinning widely. Their daughter was an amazing artist. It was of their family. Asami and Korra were holding their daughters hands, and Raava was in the background.

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Hey guys! I wrote this chapter because I like to patronize you guys, and on request. I decided to make it short, sweet, and the daughter will DEFINITELY show up in other chapters. Look for her, because she will be playing a big part in some parts. I still need a name and description, so if you have any ideas, post a comment! Thanks, and I'm out!