This is a Poll - Choose Your Own Adventure - When She Stopped Picking Scabs - Part 2
A few heads turned to the opening door. It wasn't until the quieting voices changed to deafened silence did more heads notice the extra guests enter the ballroom. That silence was then broken by a tiny *tink* as Scorpia's pincers pinched through the stem of her champagne glass and the room echoed of glass chattering on the floor.
"Uh- I uh- I'm sorry- I'll just um," Scorpia crouched down to pick of the broken glass, but her eyes wouldn't break away from Catra and Adora's. Each piece she picked up immediately shattered into tinier pieces.
Perfuma quietly patted her arm to help her up and let her know it was okay to just leave it.
"You... your here," came a voice. She ran her hand over glittered hair, "I mean..., you're actually here!"
"Uh yeah," she scratched the back of her head a little sheepishly, "I am, Sparkles."
Then sparkles disappeared.
"Don't teleport me, Sparkles. Don't teleport me, Sparkles!"
She reappeared with hands on Catra's shoulders and a wide, toothy grin.
"DON'T-TELEPORT-ME-SPARKLES!"
🌟 poof 🌟
🌟 poof 🌟 again
They stood on a narrow beam of a decorative arch that jut from the wall. Catra's reaction to the change of perspective was not taken lightly. Her nails dug in and clung to the adjacent wall with a noticeable *scrtch*.
"Are you crazy!?" she shrieked. "A-Adora she's tryin' to kill me!"
"Glimmerrrrr...," came a weak admonishment.
"This will only take a second," she rebuffed and then turned to the small group of friends in her ball room. "She's here you guys! Everyone say happy birthday!"
And everyone, from below, raised their glasses - except for Scorpia who raised her pincer instead - and wished her one in an uproar of collected voices.
"Th-thanks," she said back. She looked at them. The smiles on their faces. She wondered if they really did this every year or if they knew she'd come around this time. Or maybe they'd chanced Adora convincing her to come. Waves of joy with a hint of guilt filled her. Guilt only because she refused so many times. They had to have understood why..., right?
Either way, it was her day.
"Alright Sparkles," she said in a way that only Glimmer could hear. Only a small taste of a growl was in her voice. "Get me down."
Glimmer smiled in a way that seemed to between pushing her off the ledge and making her land on her feet or teleporting her down nicely. "Sure thing, Horde Scum."
🌟 poof 🌟
Catra held her head and gave a mild groan. Glimmer only told her that she should be used to it by now and elbowed her. When Catra looked up again, she saw those same smiling faces looking back. She said, "What...?" in that elongated questioning voice that searched those questioning faces.
The crowd seemed reserved. Perfuma wanted to start, but so did Bow and they both stopped to let the other speak first. Then it was Scorpia, Frosta, and Sea Hawk's turn to fumble their words over each other. Then finally, it was Entrapta who broke the cringe with a shriek, "Oh, this is taking way too long! I've already done this social experiment. Catra, have some tiny hors d'oeuvres." Quickly, a flash of purple had curled around a group of micro-quiches and promptly shoved into Catra's mouth before she could protest.
And Catra, with residual anger after being teleported uncomfortably was now finding new irritation with being force fed. That was, of course, until the flavors melted over her tongue. She took a long breath from her nose, "These are-" she chewed more. "These are good." Entrapta clapped her fingertips in celebration along side her prehensile hair doing the same.
"Oh, by the way," she said as she raised a clump of her hair and dividing it eight ways like fingers of a mutated hand. She began to count off, "Frosta wants to know if you want to see the cooler ice sculpture of you and her punching things. Apparently you have a lot of spikes."
"Entrapta! it was supposed to be a surprise!"
Completely ignoring, Entrapta continued, "Mermista wants you to 'chill out' at the hot tub with her for quote unquote girl talk which I find strange. It's usually just her talking about her husband and the things he sets on fire and the current book obsession she has." A groan emanated from behind. "But we all know how you are with your," she lowered her voice even though everyone could still hear, "fear of water." She continued, "Spinnerella and Netossa said they arranged for all of us to play laser tag later tonight and you're on their team."
"Entrapta come on!"
"Perfuma and Scorpia want you to dance with them when the music starts again. She would be starting the music? I actually felt my hips move, it was very fascinating. Anyway, Bow and Glimmer-"
Glimmer teleported her away before she could say more. Bow then explained, "Uhh, sorry about that. We're all just excited to see you. Surprised too. Good surprised. And um, welcome!
Catra had to blink to process. "I really don't know what to say."
Adora wrapped her arms around her from behind, "Happy birthday."
Bow gestured at the distant Entrapta on the other side of the room where Catra assumed Glimmer was explaining why Entrapta couldn't just spoil all their gift ideas like that. Bow asked,
"Now that you know what's happening tonight, what do you want to do first?"
See Frosta's cool sculpture. She's like 31 & 3/4 now so it's gotta be 🤘af
Dance with Perfuma and Scorpia
Laser Tag to the X-TREME!
Girl talk in the hot tub sittin' 5ft apart cuz ... they're both married
Get some more tiny treats from Entrapta
Wait, what were Bow and Glimmer going to do? Pressure Bow to tell her!