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Republic City, 3 Blocks from the Pro-Bending Stadium "So now, I'm in deep trouble. Amino has got me on the ropes, the Omnitrix timed out, and I still have half a pie left. I manage to find cover, and what does the supposed super-genius doctor do?" Korra smirked, already guessing where this story was going. "He starts monolog-" "He starts monologing!" Ben yells, nearly spilling his smoothie. The two were walking down the street of Republic City, swapping stories from their past. "It's like this prepared speech about how feeble I am, how inevitable my defeat is, how the world will do be his! I mean, come on!" Korra nearly snorted, never get

Once I happened upon a callow young lass, Who apparently thought that it was cool to be crass. And she turned her tongue upon the profession of writing; Apparently she felt that it was in need of a smiting. Though her raving and ranting made very little sense, She seemed to be taking a rather harsh stance. Apparently her pain was too great to be understood, Far beyond the comprehension of this man from the hood. So I stood there in swagger, clad in my bling. While she behaved like 'Moon-Moon', in search of a thing. She spouted some nonsense, some far fetched line, About never idolizing the keen writer's mind... ...Aaaaaalrighty then, If t