Gold Team Rules!

Vi: Thanks. You're pretty hot, yourself.

Caitlyn: That's not what I-

the dictatorship leaving caitlyn’s body when she sees her girl wearing bandages as a shirt

Korra: hold on, let me try to call her

Mako, sighing: Bolin and I already tried like seven times. What makes you think-

Asami: What? No! I’m just buying her an accessory since she has terrible fashion sense.

Kyoshi: (spirit manifests) “End that motherfuckers life!”

(We cut to see it’s an adult Aang with a teenaged Kya standing beside him. Both look taken aback, and bewildered.)

Aang: “Actually, I was hoping to speak to you on my daughters behalf…”

(Jump cuts to Kyoshi, projecting herself through Aang whilst sitting at a table, across from Kyla. Kyoshi is listening expectantly to Kya.)

Kya: (sheepishly rubbing the back of her neck, a blush on her face) “Okay, so there’s this girl at the Academy…”

Asami: you did what

Korra, panicking: I'm so sorry! I thought-

Korra, swallowing the key: truly unfortunate

Asami, chucking the spare key out the window: I'm so distraught this is happening to us

Korra, shooing Bolin away after he tried to open the door: what a travesty this is

Cressida: You mean fight or flight?