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[renaissance-waffles]

just finished the song of achilles on monday night

pretty sure even after the tears im never gonna fully recover from that tragedy

*distant screaming and crying*

[virovac]

Godzilla She-Ra crossover ficlet: The Splash

Once again, Hordak labored alone in the lab. Not far in the past, that had been the norm. But now something felt dreadfully missing.

His former lab partner; now his superior; was off on a field expedition with Shadow Weaver. Normally he would not worry. Entrapta was one of the most capabled  Arguably, under the protective wing of Shadow Weaver and "King" Ghidorah should be the safest position in Etheria. 

But Shadow Weaver was overconfident with her newfound power. His own past failings and those of his enemies had made him realize that power without caution just led to stupid mistakes that did not account for the desperation of one's enemies. This introduced new variables, and Entrapta herself also had a problem with overconfidence.

But he could do nothing at the moment. The same power that was making Shadow Weaver a fool kept him cowering beneath her heel. 

So Hordak waited, hoping Entrapta would return safely; despite his remaining loyalty to the Horde telling him it would be better if she perished so Etheria and the dragon remained safely within their dark prison.

A crackling of electricity sound broke his thoughts as the part he was working on exploded in front of him.

After his eyes adjusted from the bang and could see the wrecked components on the table in front of him, Hordak's spirits fell further.

He sighed. He had been so busy seething, he had been reckless himself.

A beeping came from one of the touchscreen monitors his partner had set up; interrupting Hordak's self loathing.

It was a message from Entrapta

"Something funny happened!" the preview line read. 

There was a video attachment.

Hordak pressed play after a brief hesitation.

The video feed had a HUD he recognized instantly as Emiy's. It showed Shadow Weaver gazing out upon a pristine lake. The terrain surrounding it appeared alpine. 

"So this will be like that cauldron you had in your room?" Entrapta inquired from off camera.

From an overhang of machinery, a napping Imp stirred from hearing Entrapta's voice. 

"Exactly." Shadow Weaver's tone was neutral, for once giving neither praise nor condescension.

"With the information you gleaned from your experiment with my Garnet, we shall use the Pearl of Salineas to turn this entire lake's surface into a magical focus. It will allow the casting of spells on a scale that have until now only been dreamt of!"

Hordak was failing to see what was amusing so far. Hearing Shadow Weaver sound so pleased with herself was not helping his mood. 

Imp meanwhile had fluttered down to rest on his shoulder.

A strange but now familiar sound could then be heard approaching: the odd melody of Ghidorah's anti-gravity flight. It was quickly punctuated by angry bellows from their originator, each head registering a different pitch. Emily's camera reoriented to see the golden tyrant approaching. 

The monster's normally pristine golden scales were covered in burns along its necks and wings. The beast was also descending rapidly towards the lake, likely seeking relief for its injuries.

"No, my King! Wait!" the sorceress shouted in vain.

But the flying hydra slammed into the lake with barely restrained force. The resulting spray consumed all present.

The camera went dark. 

A timeskip occured and the video was now showing the relieved face of a soaked Entrapta filling the screen, a cloth in hand. King Ghidorah could be heard trilling and thrashing in the large body of water.

"Oh gosh,I am so glad I finished waterproofing you before this trip."

Emily gave off a protesting little beep* indicating she was fine and Entrapta needn't fuss over her. She rotated her body off to the side like a fussy child turning her head; which incidentally brought Shadow Weaver into view.

Her robes were always relatively nonabsorbent, but the sheer deluge she had been through made the sorceress look miserable nonetheless.

A smile cracked on Hordak's lips despite himself.

Shadow Weaver then adjusted her right sleeve causing a fish to fall out from it.

Hordak's grin grew wider.

A ruffling happened in her left sleeve. The witch opened her sleeve, revealing a smaller fish falling out.

Hordak was struggling to contain himself, but he prevailed.

That was quite alright.

Imp was capable of laughing enough for the both of them.