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polychromatic) wrote2012-05-20 10:09 pm
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all she wants is one nice normal child like her :(
The Legend of Korra
A lesson in parenting airbenders
Pema + Tenzin
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Prompt: Tenzin or Pema, for once they will have a nice, quiet family dinner
309 words.
"It was a nice thought," Pema conceded, wiping the creamed spinach from her husband's face with exasperated fondness, "Completely improbable, but nice."
"Hrm," was Tenzin's reply.
"Of course," she continued patiently as he guiltily plucked a lettuce leaf from her hair, "Your method of 'containing the situation' could use some work. I'm no earthbender, but I find a firm stance on a good grounding is pretty effective. You don't need to create a giant whirlwind to control them, you know."
"Hrm," he said again.
"All it does is make Meelo throw up," she admonished gently, raising an eyebrow as a reminder about who generally had to clean up that mess, "And it really doesn't count as discipline when he and Ikki spend the night clamoring at you to do it again."
"Hrm..." her husband was beginning to look a little deflated.
"And I know how much you want us to have a nice, quiet family dinner for once. Believe me, I'd love that more than anyone. But it will come with time," Tenzin looked at her skeptically and she laughed, "... I hope! Besides, pretty soon they'll be all grown up and we might even miss the pandemonium. Jinora already spends more time interacting with her books than she does with us."
Grasping one of her hands in his and placing the other carefully over the little life curled up inside her, Tenzin leaned forward, touching his forehead to hers. "There are times when I realize how completely I underestimate everything you do for this family," he said in that gravelly, serious way of his.
"Absolutely," she replied breezily with a smile, "But it's nice to get the recognition once in awhile."
"So what now?" he asked, glancing warily around the be-splattered walls and floor.
"We try again tomorrow," Pema answered brightly, "And one of these days, it'll stick."
A lesson in parenting airbenders
Pema + Tenzin
Written for
comment_ficPosted here.
Prompt: Tenzin or Pema, for once they will have a nice, quiet family dinner
309 words.
"It was a nice thought," Pema conceded, wiping the creamed spinach from her husband's face with exasperated fondness, "Completely improbable, but nice."
"Hrm," was Tenzin's reply.
"Of course," she continued patiently as he guiltily plucked a lettuce leaf from her hair, "Your method of 'containing the situation' could use some work. I'm no earthbender, but I find a firm stance on a good grounding is pretty effective. You don't need to create a giant whirlwind to control them, you know."
"Hrm," he said again.
"All it does is make Meelo throw up," she admonished gently, raising an eyebrow as a reminder about who generally had to clean up that mess, "And it really doesn't count as discipline when he and Ikki spend the night clamoring at you to do it again."
"Hrm..." her husband was beginning to look a little deflated.
"And I know how much you want us to have a nice, quiet family dinner for once. Believe me, I'd love that more than anyone. But it will come with time," Tenzin looked at her skeptically and she laughed, "... I hope! Besides, pretty soon they'll be all grown up and we might even miss the pandemonium. Jinora already spends more time interacting with her books than she does with us."
Grasping one of her hands in his and placing the other carefully over the little life curled up inside her, Tenzin leaned forward, touching his forehead to hers. "There are times when I realize how completely I underestimate everything you do for this family," he said in that gravelly, serious way of his.
"Absolutely," she replied breezily with a smile, "But it's nice to get the recognition once in awhile."
"So what now?" he asked, glancing warily around the be-splattered walls and floor.
"We try again tomorrow," Pema answered brightly, "And one of these days, it'll stick."