This is a lovely chapter about Netossa :^)
Chapter summary:
"What is a Lesbian Jesus?”
Netossa swears in this chapter. and you might as well?
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A look at S2's White Out, but with a role reversal. She-ra Catra, and Evil Horde Adora.
I was thinking “hey, what if Magicatra AU during “System failure”? Then I realised introducing Force Captain Adora (not lord yet, right?) would make things better/worse. It's a truly amazing AU that got me thinking how Catra would react to the data disc which corrupted the First One's Tech.
Adora doesn't know what a date comprises of. She asks Glimmer how a date works. She takes in all the facts, but forgets about context.//
“Flowers?” Adora tilts her head to the side. “It’s no celebration. Are flowers appropriate for dates?”
“Absolutely. I love lilacs, and Bow got them for me on our first proper date. I was so happy I actually gave him a kiss on the cheek just because of that.”
Adora gets excited at the thought of that. Catra being so happy she kisses Adora? A win-win situation. “Got it. Attractions, meal, plant, kiss. Thanks, Glimmer!” Adora opens the door, and Glimmer is sure she’ll have to replace her door soon enough. Wait a minute…
“Plant? No, Adora, flowers!” Glimmer calls out at nothing. “Oh no.” She pinches her nosebridge, and hopes Adora has the common sense not to gift Catra something ridiculous like a tree.
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Chapter Summary: The topic of deification - becoming a deity, the only way to enter Bright Moon, is discussed. Adora dreams and receives a message. Micah finds a cave.
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Summary: In a time where the Gods and Goddesses have been long forgotten, She-ra, Goddess of Protection, finds herself being summoned by
a single mortal girl. It's rare for a single mortal to be able to summon anything, let alone the Goddess of Protection.OR, a story where Catra summons the Goddess of Protection, She-ra, and doesn't seem to fully believe the entity in front of her is a Goddess.
“Right, you’re telling me she can crush a watermelon with her bare hands.” Catra scoffed, scratching her neck. God, why did she agree to a haircut? The chilly breeze sweeping past her now exposed neck was unnerving. She felt so vulnerable.
“I mean, well, it is a rumour.” Scorpia laughed, fumbling with the equipment. “Whoops.”
“Hey watch it!” Catra hissed as she dived forward, catching the camera. “Yeah, it better be just a rumour.”
“Great reflexes! As expected of Catra!” Entrapta bounced forward, propelled by her robotic hair. “Speaking of rumours, my friends from Bright Moon have been hearing stories about your hair!”
“What stories?” the black claws from Catra’s fingers extended, sharp and menacing.
“Oh, you know, the stories about your hair being so thick because it contained so many secrets.”
Catra’s eyes bulged. “WHAT?!”
“Yeah, and the other one about She-ra’s amazing physique. Have you heard? She can crush a watermelon with her bare hands? I’d love to see that! Collecting data from a being with that strength can help me with my research!”
“Alright, enough about Bright Moon. It’s a place for academic snobs and spoilt princesses.” Catra sighed as Scorpia shot her a look of disappointment. “Fine. Not you guys, alright.” Her frown turned into a slight smile, and she stretched. “You guys are fine. Now, let’s get this video done.”
“Whoa, did you see what was posted on Super Pal Trio’s page?” Bow bounced up and down with excitement.
“Bow, not again. Those sort of people from the Fright Zone are dangerous! I can’t believe you’re following them.” Glimmer groaned, and looked at the girl behind her. “Fine, not all people from the Fright Zone are dangerous.”
“What sort of corny name is Super Pal Trio anyway?” Adora laughed. “That doesn’t seem like a name that would fit in the Fright Zone.”
“Oh, the Super Pal Trio is the best group! Second to us, anyway.” Bow’s eyes shone, and he swiped through his pad to show Glimmer and Adora the content pushed out by the independent group.
“Scorpia here is the muscle, but she also packs a powerful voice! She’s actually performed for many people!” Bow pointed to a video of a woman with an undercut, and-
Bow glared at Glimmer, but continued. “And Entrapta! We’ve met her before she moved to the Fright Zone! Ah, what one will do for friendship and love. She’s a genius inventor, and right now, she’s working on developing prosthetic limbs! I wonder for whom though, she doesn’t have a strong interest in organic creatures.”
“Wow, that sounds impressive. I really should start using this… social media more.” Adora squinted. “It’s a trio, right?”
“Yeah! The last person is pretty famous in the Fright Zone! You may have heard of rumours of her too!”
“No, not really.” Glimmer and Adora replied in unison.
“Fine, your majesties.” Bow swiped, and let out an incredibly loud yelp. “She cut her hair?!?!”
“Who?!” Adora asked, and snatched the pad out of Bow’s hands.
The video was titled “Cat jumping dangerously”
“It seems that Glimmer is right.” Adora mumbled, and watched.
A brief shot of the skyline, familiar, bulky architecture with protruding pipes and pillars. The camera focused on a pair of legs, clad in black pants clinging to the skin. A black tail swished.
Adora bit back a gasp.
The video continued panning up, and right before it reached the upper back, the person took off running, sliding underneath a pillar, vaulting over short walls, and leaping from roof to roof. Adora focused on her so much, her face was inching closer to the pad.
And before she knew it, the figure turned around, having completed her run, and stuck her tongue out at the camera. A smirk, and the video ended.
“That’s..”
“She cut her hair!” Bow wailed.
“Well, she does look more adorable like this.” Glimmer commented. “Her long hair looked like a hazard in her past videos.”
Bow gasped. “No. Way. Glimmer! You had been watching their videos! Oh I knew it!”
“That’s Catra?!” Adora broke Bow’s celebration, and he stopped twirling Glimmer around.
“Yeah. The Parkour Cat!” Bow struck a pose, completely unrelated to parkour.
“She cut her hair!” Adora passed the pad back to Bow, and started to pace up and down.
“Yeah. Wait, do you know her?” Bow raised an eyebrow. This was unlike Adora. This was…
“So, who even is She-ra?” Catra asked Lonnie, trying to appear as intimidating as she could. She was utterly frustrated, and was going to figure it out by herself. Pictures had shown a blonde, tall, ridiculously good looking female dressed in an equally ridiculous outfit, and Catra would not tell anyone, but she found this ‘She-ra’ to be rather hot. And familiar looking.
“Uh, Catra, She-ra is a princess? She helped bring balance to the universe? Remember when Etheria was about to blow up because of some weird princess magic?”
Catra folded her arms. “Urgh, princesses.”
“Yeah! She-ra is the greatest princess! She is strong, beautiful, and really cool! Also, I’ve heard that she can crush a watermelon with her bare hands.”
“No one asked you, Kyle!” Catra shoved him - well, gentler than before, and stalked off. “What is with watermelons?!”
“Alright, I got us invitations for Entrapta’s and Scorpia’s party in the Fright Zone. I know what you’re thinking, it’s dangerous! Why should we go? But come on Glimmer, it’ll be so much fun!” Bow pleaded, almost on his knees as he clung onto Glimmer.
“Yeah, sure.”
“Really? You mean it?” Bow grinned, and threw Glimmer into the air. “Hooray!”
Glimmer teleported right beside him. “Yeah. We are princesses. We got the invites.”
“Wait what? So I had to help Mermista out for nothing? Argh!”
“I’m going too.” Adora stood up, looking at Glimmer. “You know what that means.”
“Oh, I really don’t know about this.” Scorpia whimpered, swinging her claws around.
“You’ll be great, I promise!”
Scorpia smiled at her communication pad. “Aww, thanks, Perfuma. I’m looking forward to seeing you later. Uh, and the rest too. Yeah.”
A light, airy laughter, and Perfuma concluded the call with an “I’m looking forward to seeing you too, Scorpia. Ok, bye!”
“What a dork.” Catra laughed, leaping from a pipe, landing perfectly on her feet. “But I guess I’m kinda… happy for you.”
“Oh, Kittycat!” Scorpia laughed, lunging forward to smother Catra in a vice-like hug. “I knew you cared for me.”
“Alright, alright! Watch the hair! It’s hard to work with short hair!” Catra wriggled out of the hug, straightening her clothes. A red top, black formal pants, ripped at the knees, and a black blazer slung around her shoulders.
“Looking good, Catra!” Entrapta yelled from her corner, still tinkering with some bots.
“I always do.” Catra smirked, and pushed Scorpia out of the room. “Now then, we have your debut party to attend. Entrapta, if you come out now, I’ll get you a whole room for bots.”
“Oh man, I knew the Fright Zone underwent some changes, but this is great!” Bow’s eyes sparkled. “I’m going to find Entrapta to ask her about some tech stuff! Whoo!”
“I’m going with him.” Glimmer shimmered, and disappeared.
“Haha. Cool, I guess it’s just me.” Adora laughed, and received a reassuring pat on her shoulder.
“Don’t worry, Adora, I am here with you too.” Perfuma smiled. “Frosta and Mermista have decided to explore the intricate network in the Fright Zone, but I’ll be here with you.”
The lights dimmed, and a spotlight shone on the stage.
“Er, hi, I’m Scorpia. Some of you guys may know me, and this is my first party as a princess.” She looked around the room. The lights were too bright, and she couldn’t make out anyone. “Oh boy. Er, I’m going to sing, so yeah. I’d love for my friends to be here to hear me so yeah.”
“Hit it!” Catra yelled from behind the curtains.
“Catra?” Adora frowned, and broke away from Perfuma, who was too distracted to notice anything other than Scorpia’s stage presence.
Fright Zone, Party Venue, Shadow Weaver’s Daisy Garden.
Running away into the open was a mistake. Here, she was very obvious, and soon enough, she had drawn a crowd of familiar faces.
“It’s the She-ra!” “She-ra!” “The She-ra!” “Sign my arm!” “No, sign my shirt!” “Sign my watermelons!”
“Wow, haha, that’s really kind of all of you.” Adora chuckled, eyes darting around to find an alternative route. “Welp, out of luck.”
“Hey, what’s going on here?!” A loud, slightly angry voice rang out, and the crowd quietened. “There better not be any damage to the plants here!” A figure leapt from the balcony above, onto the soft grass.
“But you just stomped on that flower.”
Catra glared at the bold creature who said that, and he yelped, taking off. A few others followed suit.
“Catra!” The rest yelled, and took out their markers again. “Sign my arm!” “Sign my head!” “Sign my watermelons!!”
“What is with watermelons?!” Catra hissed loudly, before spotting the initial cause of the commotion. “Adora?”
She jumped over the crowd rushing towards her, stepping on a particularly tall reptilian as a stepping stone, before somersaulting and landing on the ground.
“Catra stepped on me! My life is complete!”
“Urgh, gross.” Catra ran towards the familiar blonde. “Hey Adora.”
“Catra?”
“You’re She-ra? Huh. I’d love to chat, but we should run. I hope you’re not that much heavier.” Catra hoisted Adora onto her arms, bridal-style, nearly heaving from the weight. “Okay nope, but this will do. I don’t think you can run in your dress.”
“Oh, I can’t, but She-ra can.” Adora grinned, and Catra dropped her.
“Adora! Put! Me! Down!” Catra shrieked, her claws betraying her as she dug into She-ra’s arms, their positions now reversed.
“Ow, Catra!” She-ra landed on a roof, and dissipated, leaving Adora, hair unravelling from her ponytails, cheeks flushed, and straddled by Catra.
They stared at each other, taking in the physical changes, the softness of faces now replaces with a rugged toughness. And yet, they will still soft, so beautiful in each others’ eyes. Catra had to drag her eyes away from Adora’s chest, in particular. Adora wasn’t doing any better with Catra’s unbuttoned shirt. But that moment passed, and they were gazing at each other tenderly.
“Hey, Adora.” Catra smiled. “There’s a lot I want to ask you, but right now. I really missed you.” She leaned down, tucking her chin into the gap between Adora’s shoulder and neck. “I missed you.” She took a deep breath, and felt Adora return the gesture.
“I missed you too.” Adora held their pose for some time, before Catra sprang up, embarrassed by her affectionate actions.
“Urgh.” Catra sat up, pulling Adora up as well.
“Heh, never knew you were so honest with your feelings.” Adora teased, smiling.
“Yeah, emotions are a thing I’m working on.” Catra smiled, scratching her bare neck again.
“I never knew you were a star! Parkour Cat, huh?”
“For the record, I did not choose that name. And you! You were a princess? You’re… She-ra?!”
“I am. I’m sorry, I left without saying anything. It was just… I finally found out who I really was, and I had to go on a quest and everything was happening so quickly-” She inhaled, missing Catra’s scent already. “I didn’t get to say so many things.”
“You know, I was really mad at the start. I took it out on so many people, until I was alone. Then I learnt to rebuild myself, my friendships, and well,” Catra leaned forward, tucking a stray strand behind Adora’s ear. “I wanted to be a better person for someone I cared about.”
“I never stopped thinking about you.” Adora sighed, leaning into Catra’s palm.
“Me neither.” Catra cupped Adora’s face. “I love you. I always did.”
“I love you too, Catra.” Adora pressed their foreheads together again.
“You’re such an idiot.”
…
“By the way, Adora, can you really crush a watermelon with your bare hands?”
