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— Oh, I just love boats! Don’t you? Wind in your hair, ocean on every side, miles and miles from the nearest dry land, watery death awaiting at the slightest mishap! Man, that’s what I call livin’!
Catra moves in with her new foster mothers (Spinetossa of course), and decides to embrace her identity and be all out (Spinerella is the vice principal and knows the school is very open and accepting). She’s already been doing things like growing her hair, wearing very light makeup, voice exercises, etc, so really it’s just a matter of being confident enough to walk around school like “yes I’m a girl fucking deal with it.”
Anyway, new school, new Catra - oh, and Adora is there. They were friends in their last foster home together, but Adora was adopted before Catra really started questioning the whole gender thing, and Catra is freaked out because Adora knew her and this was supposed to be her chance to start over, she doesn’t want to be around people who knew her Before, and-
Adora doesn’t fucking recognize her.
(yes, the entire conflict of the story is that Adora is basically face blind)
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Double Trouble is, in fact, that one alto sax that will not stop playing careless whisper
Catra plays tenor sax, but is the one who first showed DT how to play careless whisper
Adora is a trumpet
Bow’s the oboe player that had to switch to clarinet in order to march
Scorpia is the exact opposite of Glimmer in this case; and is that one flute player that goes home and practices for three hours whenever they get a new piece or drill
Entrapta is the world’s most energetic quad player (being a percussionist works really well for her for concert season too; she can do like 3 different auxiliary instruments at once. Don’t even get me started on what she can do on a drum set.)
Perfuma is the flute player that quit band to do guard instead
Mermista apologetically hits people in the back of the head with the slide of her trombone
Frosta just started beginner band, but wants to march snare when she’s allowed to
and Angella’s that super-hyped band mom that is practically a second director
also Emily double-functions as a water-fetcher and metronome
Catra stood slightly hunched with her arms wrapped around herself, her eyes downcast and her ears flattened.
“What do you want?! Why are you so intent on destroying everything?”
Adora is so angry. Her fists are clenched and her breathing is heavy and she's just so angry. And Catra feels empty.
“I-I don’t.”
“You don’t what, Catra?”
Adora is glaring and her arms are crossed and Catra is so, so tired. She’s just...exhausted.
“I don’t want to destroy everything. I never did. Do you think I really want the world to burn? Of course not. But you would know that, wouldn’t you? If you had stayed. You didn’t. You left.”
She barely notices as Adora bares her teeth in frustration, “You could have come. I asked you to come with me. I begged you.”
Catra blinks and gapes a little at Adora’s cluelessness. Does she actually believe that? She must. It's Adora, she’s always been a bit optimistically ridiculous. Well, she supposes it's about time they hash this out. So, she straightens her back and lifts her chin. If they’re going to do this, then Adora can look her in the eye at least. If they’re doing this then Catra will at least pretend at being equals for once in their lives.
“I could have come with you? I could have come with you?! You find a magic sword in the woods that turns you into a tall glowy lady and the next day I’m supposed to leave behind everything I’ve ever known? The only home I’ve ever had? Because you suddenly realized what I could have told you when we were 5?”
Adora shifts and her glare softens slightly into a frown, “Wha-“
“What was I supposed to do? Walk right into Brightmoon beside you and tell them all ‘Yeah, I know I’m a horde soldier and I’m not a magic sometimes princess to make up for that but I’m with her.’ Is that what I was supposed to do, Adora? Ride the coattails of the mighty She-Ra as she destroys the evil horde? Stand in your shadow like I have every day of our lives as your new best friends pretended to tolerate me just to appease you?”
“I-“
Adora tries to speak, probably to defend herself based on the stiff set of her shoulders and furrow of her brow but Catra has been holding this all in for far too long. She can't stop now. If she stops she might never start again.
“No. No, you probably didn’t even think that far ahead did you? You spent half a day with a few random strangers chasing a glowing, metal stick and decided that you suddenly had moral standards. Get over yourself and face it, Adora. You left. You left the horde. You left our squad. And you left me. And I don’t have to forgive you for that because you think your reason was good enough. Sometimes I hate you for it.”
Adora drops her arms and hunches her shoulders. There are tears in her eyes, “Catra...I don’t…”
“No. You don’t. You don’t understand. You don’t know. You don't ever think. You’ve never had to. You’re Adora. Adora the favorite child. Adora the perfect soldier. Adora who has never done anything wrong. Adora who didn’t realize that the horde were the bad guys until someone ripped her eyes open and forced her to because you never bothered to on your own.”
Catra watches the fight drain from Adora’s body. Maybe Scorpia is right about all of that communication nonsense because Catra already feels immensely better.
“So, no. I never wanted the world to burn. Sometimes I wanted you to burn. But. What does it matter?” Catra shrugs one shoulder and looks away, “You’ve never needed me around. Not really. Maybe that’s why it was so easy for you to leave.”
“Easy? You think it was easy?” She’s shouting and the fury is back in the stiff set of her shoulders and furrowed brow, “You’re not the only one who had never had another home, Catra! The Horde was all I had ever known! I don’t even know where I came from. But what was I supposed to do? Was I supposed to stand back and watch as innocent civilians were attacked? Their homes destroyed? Their lives taken? You might be fine with that but I’m not.”
Catra doesn’t know what to say. How does she respond to that? Catra has been fighting desperately just to survive every day of her life and she never expected Adora to know what that feels like but she still expected her to realize. How is Catra supposed to keep herself alive if she’s trying to keep everyone else alive too? Catra’s place in the Horde has been in jeopardy since the day she showed up. She had always known the only reason they kept her around was that Adora insisted. Shadow Weaver never missed an opportunity to remind her how easily she would be gotten rid of as soon as Adora got bored of her. It didn’t matter how useful she made herself. She was unimportant. She was unwanted. She didn’t have the luxury of fighting for anyone else because the moment she let her guard down she was finished.
But Adora doesn’t notice or doesn’t care about the thoughts running through Catra’s mind because she just ploughs on, like always.
“I didn’t know. And you’re right, I should have. If I had ever listened to you. If I had ever actually looked at what was going on. I would have known. But I do now and I can't ignore it. This is what I’m meant to be doing. I have to do this because no one else can. I’ve hated fighting you and our squad and our friends. It hurts so much. But I don’t know what you want me to do, Catra.”
Adora doesn’t know what she wants? She doesn’t know? Fine. Fine, if she doesn’t know after all these years. If she's the only person in the world who hasn’t fucking noticed. Then Catra will just tell her.
“All I have ever wanted was for you to see me for once in our miserable lives!” Catra is nearly screaming, getting louder and louder with every word but she can’t find it within herself to care, “I don’t care about your stupid sword. I don’t care about the horde. I don’t care about the rebellion. All I have ever cared about is you, Adora!”
Adora is gaping and speechless and Catra suddenly decides that she might as well go all in. All her cards on the table. Maybe if she puts her heart out on her sleeve it will finally stop killing her from the inside out.
“I have loved you since the day we met and you never even took a moment to notice, Adora! This entire world could be destroyed and I would not care so long as you survived!” Catra draws in a shaky breath and the next thing she says is barely a whisper, “I would have gladly died for you if you had asked it of me and then you just...left. As if none of it mattered. As if I didn’t matter.”
“You. I. What?”
Adora is fumbling over her words and her face is slack with shock and Catra snorts.
“What? Don’t know what to say? I never expected you to feel the same way but I thought you must know. Everyone knows. It's the worst kept secret in the Horde. There’s a betting pool for fucks sake, Adora. But you never have been good at seeing things you don’t want to.”
This seems to surprise her into action because Adora steps forward and gets that determined look on her face that Catra has always found charming.
“Of course I feel the same way. How could I not? I never said anything because. Because I was scared. I was a coward, Catra. I was scared of rejection. I was scared of reciprocation. Even if I had told you and you had felt the same it wouldn’t have gone well. Not while Shadow Weaver had so much control over our lives. She would have hated it. Then she would have blamed you and punished you and taken you away from me. I couldn’t risk losing you and I know how that makes me sound because I did leave and maybe you’re right and it was too much to ask you to come with me but I didn’t know what else to do,” There are tears streaming down Adora’s face. Catra doesn’t think she has ever seen her look so devastated, “I’m so sorry I hurt you, Catra. That’s the last thing I ever wanted to do.”
Adora apologizing sends Catra reeling. She hadn’t expected it when this started, she just had to say everything. To get the words out so they would stop tearing her apart every time she slowed down enough to think. But maybe...maybe they can both have what they want? Maybe she can take a risk on this rebellion business. Who knows, it might be great. It might be happy.
“Okay. Okay, fine. If you can get the princess club on board, I’ll go. There’s nothing for me in the Horde anyways. Not if you aren’t there.”
Catra watches the shock and confusion and exaltation cross Adora’s face and when that smile Catra has always adored shows up, the one reserved for when Catra does something Adora thinks is wonderful, she thinks that maybe this will work out. It won’t be perfect but it may be worth the trouble.
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I have an ex friend who was like "why do you ship entrapta with hordak she can do so much better" and I was like "who? hordak is the only one who has shown genuine respect to entrapta this entire series."
Y’know, anon, at this point, I don’t even stop there.
Hordak is a genuinely wonderful character. He is intelligent and honest and hardworking and sincere. He does his best, in the only way he knows how. He clearly values true friendship. He suffers tremendously and endures so much, yet still keeps pushing forward.
He’s a good companion. An excellent prospect for a mate.
Even if you ignore the abysmal treatment the other characters inflict upon Entrapta, Hordak is an objectively good partner.
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