Getting up before Asami wasn't an easy thing, but Korra managed it. She slipped out quietly, holding her breath the whole time, hoping Asami wouldn't wake up before she was ready. Anybody else could, just not Asami.

The dates and things weren't quite the same, but they were close enough - and shared the same basic annual pattern - that Korra knew it was the other woman's birthday. She also knew that being here wasn't exactly the most fun thing ever for her girlfriend. How could it be? She was away from almost all her friends, her home, her company...

So Korra was determined to make this a particularly great day. Which was why she was already dressed and waiting cross legged at the foot of their bed with a breakfast tray and a bouquet of roses dyed to look like Pokeballs.

Because everything was Pokemon here.