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Spoilers for The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers follow. Go watch it if you haven't already. Also, shame on you.
-"Gandalf..." Aragorn gazed up from slaughtering Uruk-Hai as The White Wizard stood on the hill.
-"Théoden King stands alone."
-"Not alone." Éomer joined him, and drew his sword. "Rohirrim!" The 2000 riders came up behind the captain, and Théoden looked up in relief. "Éomer!"
-"TO THE KING!" The Rohirrim charged down the hill, racing towards the ten thousand pikes waiting for them. Fearless, the Mithrandir summoned the light of the sun behind the charge, and as the Uruk-Hai were blinded, the horsemen rode them down, winning the battle for Helm's Deep.
Korra smiled. "That's my favorite part..." she softly muttered to Opal, who was leaning against her. She looked over, and saw the hint of a tears in the green eyes, gloved fist in front of her mouth. Korra barely stifled a laugh at the sight, and decided to tease her a little bit. Cautious, so that she wouldn't disturb her, Korra reached for the remote, and paused the movie.
-"Hey!" was the frustrated response. "What did you do that for?"
"Two days ago, you declared me insane for forcing you to see these movies, and now you are practically crying over the victory."
Opal admitted defeat. "Okay, you got me. These movies are awesome. Now give me that remote, or no good-night kiss for you."
Smirking, Korra handed over the device, and Opal restarted the movie, but this time around, tightly held on to it, much to Korra's amusement.
The movie was over soon, but it was already quite late at night. Korra was still curious, though. "Why were you nearly crying at the Charge of the Rohirrim, but not at Haldir's death?"
Opal pouted. "It's your favorite part, and you don't? It's just so beautiful, Éomer was banished, but then he shouts 'To the King!' as he charges into battle!" She clutched her fists at the thought. "This movie was awesome, and so was the previous one. When are we going to watch the next?"
Korra laughed. "Whoa, easy there, the third one is a long sit, it's past ten and I have kind of had it."
-"Alright, fine, we'll watch it some other time." She wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. It was Su.
"Korra, You have a visitor waiting for you in the living room."
The younger girls gave each other a questioning look, and Korra went down to find out who it was. When she walked into the living room, she instantly forgot that she was quite tired. Her mother was sitting on one of the couches.
"Mom." She was completely on edge, even if the movie had taken it somewhat out of her.
-"Hey Korra. Why don't you sit down with me?"
She took a seat on the couch opposite of her mother separated by a coffee table, still cautiously eyeing her up. "You should have called. It's quite rude to show up on the doorstep of someone you don't know without any warning."
-"I know. But I didn't want to have this conversation over the phone, and I want you to hear me out."
Korra relaxed a little. "Alright. I'm listening."
-"I've done a lot of thinking since we met. I thought about everything you said, and I realized that you were right. For over a third of my life, I have tried to force my ideals on you, not even considering if you agreed with them. I had everything planned out in my head, and I never asked you if you agreed with them." She paused for a while. "We haven't been entirely honest with you, Korra. Both your father and I knew all along that Opal was gay. She makes it a little more obvious than you. But we decided that it wasn't too big of a deal, and seeing how you two genuinely got along, I didn't want to shoot down someone who was having a positive influence on you."
"And you never suspected what was really going on?"
-"The thought had gone through my mind, but I dismissed the idea, thinking that you wouldn't do something like that. Your father isn't as perceptive, hence why it was a total shock for him to catch you like that. For me, it was a surprise, but not one that came entirely out of nowhere."
It fell silent for a while. Korra thought about her mother's confession, and found it a bit strange. If she did have a clue, why did she allow her father to go so far? Was she... afraid of him?
"Why didn't you ask me before all this?"
-"Would you have told me?"
Good point. Korra sighed. "I guess not."
Senna continued. "You said I wasn't high on your list of people to talk to, and you have certainly proven that. I called Pema, and she confirmed your story once I told her what I knew. She also told me that Jinora already knew, and that she was the one who suggested the guise of friendship."
Korra smiled. "Yeah. Opal and I had been dating for about a month when we agreed to meet at Tenzin's place when I had to babysit there. Mutual acquaintance and all that, it would give us a few hours to ourselves. Opal and I were making out when Jinora came down, and she caught us red handed. Or lipped." She had deliberately given this much detail to gauge her mother's reaction, and much to Korra's surprise, she didn't even flinch.
-"This was what kept lingering through my head most of all. You asked me if I could live with the thought of you being with her. At first, I didn't think I could. I didn't think I would be able to accept it, seeing how you are correct in thinking that I agree with your father."
She took a deep breath, as if preparing for the worst. "But then I saw the way you two held each other outside of that teashop, and you just looked so... happy. That's when I realized that, no, I don't care. I don't care that you fall for girls. I don't care that I disagree with you on a subject like this, because what I care so much more about than a general idea is you, Korra. When I said that I wanted you to be happy, I meant it. And I hate myself for forcing you to take such drastic measures to make me realize it. You are my daughter, and just because I disagree with your sexual orientation, doesn't mean I won't love you unconditionally. Because I do, sweetheart. I do."
Tears were welling up in both their eyes, and Korra nearly jumped over the coffee table to pull her mother into a tight hug. "I love you too, mom. And I know that I haven't made it easy on you, but I'm glad that you're here." She stopped, as they both started crying out of sheer relief. But it wasn't just relief that Korra felt in her mother and in herself. It was also the distinct feeling that she could finally trust her mother, no matter what would come next. There was a comfort in the hug that Korra hadn't felt before from Senna.
They sat there for a long time, holding each other tightly. When they finally let go, Korra let out a chuckle. "Why did this have to take 17 years?"
Senna laughed through her tears too. "I don't know, but I hope that we can finally start being honest with each other."
"Yeah." Korra fell silent for a while. "So now what?"
A sigh came from her mother. "I was hoping you would come home. You've been gone for nearly a week, Korra. It has taken a toll on your father and me."
Korra felt a wave of guilt building. "Have you told him that we talked?"
She nodded. "After what you told me, I couldn't just go back to the 'hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil'-status quo. But he's not the only who gets a say in our house. Half of it is mine, and I say you can live there." Her mother paused for a while. "We have been married for 30 years now, Korra, and we haven't fought as much as we have in the past week. Almost every morning, and every night, we end up yelling at each other."
Aaaand that wave just turned into a tsunami. First stop: Washington DC.
-"The number of nights we spent apart since our wedding can be counted on one hand, but we couldn't even sleep in the same bed this week. It put a lot of tension on us, to say the least. When I told him that I went to see you, he exploded. I didn't know what to do, but he was furious."
Next stop: Chicago. Korra had her hand in front of her mouth. "He didn't... hit you, did he?"
-"No, he would never do that. But he does avoid me. He knows that I am taking your side in this. That doesn't fall well with him. He still doesn't want to acknowledge you, but when I forced him to by telling him about our meeting, it was more disbelief, that he felt like I betrayed him rather than anger at you."
They're getting wet feet in Des Moines. "And yet you still feel like we have a chance."
-"Together, we can get there. He wouldn't oppose both of us if you suddenly stood in front of him. Plus, like I said, that house is half mine. I'm will protect your Korra, even if it's the last thing I ever do."
And it just crashed on the foothills of the Rocky Mountains. Korra sighed. "I'm sorry mom. You're not the only one who should be apologizing, I should be as well. Because I can't control my temper, and I shouldn't have blown you off like I did. I said all those horrible things, and even if it was to press your nose of the facts, I'd be lying if I said I didn't do it to hurt you as well."
Senna didn't respond at first. It took her a while, but it was with a sincerity Korra wasn't used to. "You shouldn't be. Like you said, we forced your hand, and I guess, in a way, what you said that day was what I needed. I needed a good kick in the rear. But now we need to focus on what to come, and that is that you should come back home with me."
Korra sighed. "Okay. But you have to promise me one thing."
Her mother got a confused look on her face. "What's that?"
"That you're going to fuckin' knock before you go into my room!" she said smirking, before being pulled into another hug by her mother.
-"I'm still going to berate you for your language, though."
Korra smiled, feeling like going back to her parents' house was actually going home.
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