"Turn it off, turn it off! I can't bear to watch!" Catra said dramatically. Scorpia's old tapes were the ones she used to make with Catra, short things usually, cut together from starting and stopping. This was one she had completely forgotten about. They were watching a simple video Scorpia took of Catra playing with one of Scorpia's neighbors. No one recalled the name of the girl that Catra was playing with, but it was terrible.
"You will fall by my hand, Cynthia!" So her name was Cynthia, as the young Catra on screen provided. This girl, Cynthia, had a wooden sword that she waved around Catra as she mocked her. Cynthia made a comment about how she could never win and that prompted Catra to attack. However, they soon learned that maybe it was a good thing that Catra didn't remember this girl, it might have been the only time she played with her. As The young Catra jumped at the girl there was a moment of Scorpia laughing, and then the camera was placed down pointing away. The sounds of a concerned Scorpia and a crying Cynthia were heard. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Can't you just heal yourself?! I'm sorry! Does it hurt?!" Catra's young voice was heard apologizing. Scorpia's voice told her that people can't heal themselves, and that normal humans get hurt easily. "I'm sorry! I forgot!" The video quickly cut and continued as normal, now just Catra leading Scorpia around the backyard of her house looking for rocks.
"Do you," Catra started, looking over Entrapta to her right to look at Scorpia. They were huddled together on the couch, almost bound by the lack of space. "remember what happened?"
"Nope, I didn't remember any of that." Scorpia said, giving a little bit of relief to Catra. "But that's why we filmed things, to remember them. See!" Scorpia said excitedly, pointing to the TV in front of them. "You found a cool rock! How awesome is that?"
"I remember the rocks actually." Catra said.
"You do?" Entrapta asked, a little perplexed. "You remember the rocks but not accidentally hurting the other girl?"
"Yeah, in the rock pits at school in the playground actually. I found some of the same rocks that I found over here at Scorpia's and collected them for a while. I only picked them up because they were clear among all the other brown rocks." Catra explained.
"Oh, I remember that." Adora piped up from Catra's left. "You kept them in a plastic bottle in the garage right?"
"Yep, that's the one." Catra said with a smile, reminiscing a little about her dumb collection. "Remember I used to think they were crystals, and I thought I was gonna be rich if I collected enough?"
"Totally!" Adora laughed along, remembering how dumb they both were.
"Interesting, the first time Adora has remembered something about her childhood in front of me and it's about Catra's rock collection." Entrapta said to herself mainly, but everyone could hear her. Her hand was rubbing Scorpia's claw, so maybe she was having a one sided conversation with Scorpia, the others couldn't tell. Scorpia always listened to Entrapta, no matter how much of what she said was directed at her. Scorpia loved hearing Entrapta talk, no matter for how long or the subject. Entrapta had lightly tugged Scorpia's claw onto her lap to hold and stroke, just something minor she did to show her affection. "I can't decide whether this is disappointing or not."
"Well I think it's adorable." Scorpia said. "Actually, my wife and I had already watched one video tape before."
"I was curious and Scorpia stopped me from watching any more without you two." Entrapta said, smile on her face stretching from cheek to cheek. "Maybe Adora will remember something more exciting than rocks."
"Don't you have a degree in rocks?" Adora asked.
"It's just for show, rocks are probably the least interesting thing I have a degree in." Entrapta answered.
"Degree's are like a collection of her own." Scorpia said with a chuckle at her wife."
"Well which one did you guys watch first?" Catra asked, more relaxed now, arm over the couch behind Adora.
Entrapta bounded off of the couch and over the small table in front of them and landed next to the TV on her hair. Entrapta almost seemed to float with her legs crossed as her hair picked up the large tapes to display to her. "Ukulele practice, no. Scorpia skateboard, no. Adora and Catra's personal film, no, but I can guess what that one is." Entrapta mumbled.
"What was that last one?" Adora asked to no avail.
"Here it is!" Entrapta said as she quickly changed tapes. "Crush songs."
"Neat." Catra said more to herself, not actually having a reaction to the title. Entrapta rewound the tape quietly as Scorpia let out a yawn. Adora scooted farther into the side of the couch and Catra repositioned herself to be more comfortable. Entrapta hit play and bounded back across the table and back to where she was on the couch, Scorpia's claw finding it's way back into Entrapta's hair.
The film started with Scorpia asking if she had the camera in the right spot. Catra hurriedly answering her that it was fine as she sat in a spinning seat. She swiveled a few times, adjusting the guitar she had in her lap. "My name is Catra Weaver," The young Catra introduced herself. "I'm sixteen and nineteen-eighty nine is the year I lose my virginity to my crush." And like that both Adora and the Scorpia in the video started cracking up.
"Don't laugh at me, I don't even remember this!" Catra said, defending herself to her wife.
"Don't laugh Scorpia, I'm serious." Catra on the tape defended.
"Are you going to sing to make that happen?" Scorpia on the tape asked through her laughs. Scorpia had forgotten how much more sarcastic she used to be, even if she was just as jovial. She was glad her attitude got better over the years, even if people didn't take her as seriously.
"Shut up!" Catra on the tape yelled. She adjusted herself so she was looking back at the camera, and with a swipe of her hair and mask she locked eyes with the camera. "And no, that isn't going to be what happens. I'm not going to sing to her and get laid, that'd be dumb. Anyway." Catra cleared her throat and started strumming the acoustic guitar. "I call this song, uh, my best me." This elicited another chuckle from the off screen Scorpia. "I don't know what to do without you, I don't know where to put my hands, I've been trying to lay my head down,"
"Okay, I kind of remember this, but I don't remember the song." Catra said, trying to distract from how much she actually felt embarrassed by what was on screen. "I kind don't like that I used to be such a country kid."
"Aw, but your country music was good." Scorpia said.
"You made country?" Entrapta asked for the second time that year and knowing it, only asking to see if she got the same reaction out of Catra. She knew Catra wouldn't remember and if she brought it up Catra probably wouldn't remember the conversation.
"It was like the first stuff I learned to make on a guitar, didn't exactly have money for an electric back then." Catra started. "Scorpia taught me, blame her."
"All I did was tell her how to hold her hands for the cords." Scorpia said.
"How do you play guitar if you only have pincers?" Adora asked, it seemed like a good question. She's heard and seen Scorpia play complex cords that shouldn't have been possible with only claws.
"I don't know, just do. Maybe it's magic?"
"What's wrong with me?" The TV practically screamed at them. Adora being the most taken aback by her wifes crying voice, she had almost jumped up to help the younger version of her wife. Catra was still shocked by how loud the TV was but quickly began laughing at Adora's reaction. Entrapta and Scorpia felt a little out of place listening to a crying Catra, they weren't sure if they should replace the tape or speed it up. There was a moment where they couldn't hear the Catra on screen complaining over Catra's laughing. When she had calmed down and stopped teasing Adora almost all of them felt bad for watching. Even Catra, who was more ashamed of how she used to be more than anything, but it still felt like peering into someone else's life, looking at something she wasn't supposed to see. Or something that she was supposed to forget. "I almost puked, and I don't know why! She was there, I was there, we both wanted it, but I felt like throwing up the whole time." The Catra on screen had tears in her eyes at this point. She had huddled herself under a blanket, seemingly where no one would hear her. "I mean, I thought I wanted it. I'm supposed to want it. I'm still pretty sure I wanted it, maybe I did it wrong. What if I was terrible?!"
Unlike when Catra had stepped into her mind earlier that day with every step that she took closer to the orphanage, this was different. She knew that what she was seeing did happen, but she doesn't remember it the way they were all seeing it. Now she was more afraid of what was on screen, like it would actually hurt her. "Let's skip this part." It what she saw did have the potential of getting back into her head somehow, she wanted no part of it. Things were starting to look up again and she didn't need some stupid old tape of herself getting in the way.
"Agreed." Entrapta said as her hair lifted the remote and pressed fast forward. Surprisingly the portion of Catra talking and crying went on for a while. Awkward throat clearings and stretching occupied the air around them. No one bothered asking anything about the clip, not even Catra to herself. Soon enough the clip changed back to Catra sitting on a stool with a guitar in hands and strumming. Entrapta didn't press play immediately and they started on the song, skipping over whatever intro Catra had set up.
"My girlfriend, my blond donut, went out to a party just the other night." The Catra on screen started singing.
Catra and Adora stayed for only another hour, not finishing all the tapes that Scorpia had saved over the years. Scorpia had been the one to drive them home, each of them joking about what they had seen in the videos. Scorpia had actually been the biggest out lier of the night. During their watching they had seen a video of some girl and Scorpia on what appeared to be a date, which Entrapta clung to. Entrapta had asked question after question about the girl, who she was, which girlfriend she was, how long had that relationship lasted. Scorpia was perfectly happy to answer with her normal happy tone. Catra however felt like she was eavesdropping on another couples personal talk. Scorpia did eventually shut Entrapta down, telling her that they'd talk about it after their guests were taken back home.
While Scorpia was taking Catra and Adora home, Entrapta got a little curious. They hadn't put in Adora and Catra's personal film. Which was why Entrapta was at the VCR taking out the Scorpia skateboard VHS with the personal film in her hands. She was about to put the tape in her hands in, when a different curiosity came over her. Her curiosity was something she was actually ashamed of, she knew she didn't act the way she was supposed to, she tried to act more normal in most situations. Like earlier today with the couple at the orphanage. But her curiosity was something she never tried to quell, normally it was always helpful. Which is why Entrapta didn't hesitate putting down the personal film and putting the crush songs back in. The screen went blue, and Entrapta clicked rewind.
Late, late, late. Crap. Schedule, plans. I'm serious when I ask for ideas. Do you think I had any of this planned? I haven't had time. Please comment. I don't care if you're a week late and reading this, if you comment anytime I am super grateful. So please comment and review. Also, should I put this on wattpad, tbh I dread wattpad.