*EDIT* Hey guys, re-posting because the stupid site didn't register it as updated since i apparently posted within 24 hours of itself, so in case it didn't send the notification to anyone (idk, i havent met anyone who posts daily like i do XP), this is a bump to get it resent. Apologies to anyone getting this notification twice.
A/N: Dun dun di duuuuun! Presenting one of my favorite episodes ever! Hoof, I'm gonna have a hayday with this one ^^
Not much to say I don't think. Thanks for all the feedback and support up to this point guys! We're nearing the finale, as well as the one episode I do not look forward to writing because It'll result in me being forced to rewatch the saddest episode ever X*[...*sigh*
Enjoy!
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"Hey! Pinky! Open up!" Catra called as she pounded on Glimmer's bedroom door.
An action like this would've been seen as unheard of when it came to Catra for those who knew her. Normally when she got any sort of junk from someone around the castle she would casually toss it in the closest garbage can, refusing to acknowledge whatever junk a person gave her and not caring of its contents. And usually during those times when she had questions about something, she refused to check up with Glimmer about it on whatever it could be.
That all changed after the events of Mystacor recently. After a perilous tiring adventure up to this point, Glimmer knew she was overdue for her very first, legitimate, vacation. She needed some time to unwind, destress, catch her breath. She was the Princess of Power after all, and the hope of the Rebellion. Anyone would need to cool down after the adventures they've had up to this point and what sort of trouble could one face when taking a trip to a perfect place like Mystacor?
Apparently, a lot.
Throughout the day thanks to Shadow Weaver's involvement, she preformed a powerful ritual that summoned a creature of darkness, a spirit that infected Catra's mind all throughout her first day in Mystacor. During the time she was possessed, the spirit tricked Catra by making her see all matter of things that weren't true. It made her think her allies were plotting against her, played on her fears of Shadow Weaver and inability to do anything for herself alone. It made her almost regret leaving the Horde to begin with, almost giving her a desire to return to the Fright Zone where she belonged.
As time went on the hallucinations only got more severe, with the hallucinations becoming extremely violent and unforgiving as time passed. Eventually it reached its critical point when the spirit took full possession of Catra's mind, up to the point where she thought the Horde had invaded Mystacor and had taken the people in it. it sent her into a state of insanity as everyone she saw took on the guise of Shadow Weaver, never realizing it was the residence of the place, as she fought them off to reach the Lunarium and save the Lunar Lenses, unaware that the effects to her mind would've resulted her in destroying it instead.
It was thanks to Bow and Glimmer's timely intervention that Shadow Weavered foiled in her plan, not once, but twice. After snapping the girl out of her delusional state, Shadow Weaver projected herself to Mystacor, taunting Catra endlessly with her fear of her mocking the girl for her very existence. She played on Catra's fear on point, never missing a beat or skimming over any details about every reason Catra was no better than a tool.
And it would have worked. The girl was terrified of her without any assistance of the spirit possessing her earlier. She might've returned to the Horde as instructed out of fear, feeling as if she didn't have any choice in the matter. It was only with Bow's helpful advice, advising her to think of a fear greater than Shadow Weaver that she managed to push through it. And after enough time, making it to the lenses themselves, she managed to use the Eclipse Ceremony's magic to expel the darkness, defeating Shadow Weaver for the first time in her life!
She owed it to Bow and Glimmer, no matter what she would say. They were the very few people that showed any sign of caring for the girl, any sense of emotion for her that Catra's only gotten from Adora. It was within the time remaining for the rest of their vacation that she bonded with them, albeit against her will, as they did numerous activities together, from a Sauna, getting massages, and more time in the Steam Grotto.
They still weren't on the level of friends, at least by her standards. She still found them annoying, and she refused to feel any closer to them no matter how kindly they acted, not really helping the fact Glimmer's aunt put her in the most ridiculous sweater in her life, one that she might or might not have brought back with her, not that the two could see.
But she did feel a sense of comfort from them, enough to actually start a conversation from time to time or to ask a question when it was most needed.
Like now for example.
"You wanna explain this stupid junk mail someone sent me?" It was the strangest letter she had ever received... and one of the few only letters she had ever received in her life. "Who the heck invited me to this," she narrowed her eyes as she looked closer to the inscriptions, "All-Princess Ball, Winter Wonderland? Is this some sort of prank or something because I don't get the joke-"
"PRINCESS PROOOOM!" Both at once, she was greeted by the shouting of Glimmer and Bow in unison. Together the two began circling the room, pumping their fists triumphantly and dancing side to side as a confused ear-drooping Catra watched the two. "Princess Prom! Princess Prom! We are going to Princess Proooom!"
"Annnnd that's my queue to leave." There was no telling what sort of apparent evils had taken over the minds of her allies. All she knew was that it was too late for them and she had to inform the Queen. She only got two feet from the door before she was yanked back inside by her tail, being turned around as Bow grabbed her by the shoulders with excitement in his eyes.
"The All-Princess Ball is a meeting of all the princesses of Etheria!" He stated. He let go of Catra, continuing to jump a bit as he relished in his thoughts.
"And a giant PARTY!" Glimmer squealed in delight, teleporting from the end of the room to standing right in front of Catra. She swore if Glimmer or Bow's eyes sparkled anymore than they were now, their eyes would turn pure white. Grabbing Catra by the arm, she swung her around a bit as she danced with her in her arms. "Dancing, food, fancy dresses!"
Staring up into the open space, Catra counted off. "Hmm how about no, no, and my favorite, no!" She rolled her eyes as she started to walk away again.
"What?!" Teleporting again she cut Catra off, blocking the entrance. "But you can't leave, Catra! It's the Princess Prom, and you're invited!"
"Mmmh." She doesn't know if she could be any more obvious with her disinterest in all of this. "Look, Pinky, I get if you're excited about some Ball Gathering thing or whatever, but..." She slowly came to a pause as she processed the invitation more directly as well as Glimmer's last words. "...Hey wait..." Examining the invitation in her hands gave Glimmer a hopeful smile. "...Does this mean I'm a princess?"
"Huh? Oh..." Tapping her chin she stared off into thought. "Wow, yeah, I guess we never really discussed that bit, did we."
"I always thought it was obvious." Bow commented smiling to the princess who was just realizing it. "Catra, didn't you know you were officially deemed a princess once you could turn into She-Ra?"
"Not really," she shrugged, "no one's called me that since I got the stupid sword."
"Well... yeah. You're a princess now, congrats." Glimmer gave a small clap for her with her smile. Not wanting to give her a chance to escape she grabbed onto Catra again as she teleported them over to a cushioned bench near the window of the room. "It only happens once a decade. I've been waiting years for this! And as such, you have to come with us to the Princess Prom. You're officially invited!"
"You sure it still counts if I'm a princess once in awhile though?" Catra asked pulling out her sword. As always, she was greeted with the same annoyed reflection she glade at in the blade. "I haven't been able to get this stupid sword to work since Salineas, and even then I've only been able to transform into She-Ra like five times."
"Four times." Unsurprisingly, Bow's attempt at trying to help correct the lacking number of transformations earned him a small twitchy glare. "Ehhh sorry. But it's still no reason to go! You're going to have a blast!" Grabbing the invitation from her hands he unleashed the scroll in its entirety, Catra watching as the entire sheet rolled across the floor like a toilet paper trail until it hit the wall.
She read off the numerous events and requirements for the prom to the two of them, at least the ones she found in the middle of the incredibly long list as she examined the contents' multiple rows of information. "Rules for greeting hostesses? Appropriate laughter volume? An in-depth detail about how to properly keep your shoelaces tied? How many of these things are jokes and how many of them are we supposed to take seriously?"
"The party's been going on for centuries." He replied. "There's a lot of old etiquette stuff you got to do before you can party."
"You don't say..." Catra rubbed her chin as she examined the list again.
As she did, a thought dawned upon Glimmer, turning her excited beyond words smile into a slightly uneasy look of dread. She couldn't believe she didn't think of this part of it sooner. They were now going to be facing the one problem worse than the party itself, and that dealt with Catra's ability to socialize.
"Ehhh Catra, can you excuse us for a minute?" Glimmer asked as she grabbed Bow's arm, teleporting the two of them right outside the door's hallway. Catra merely waved it off from her hand, not giving them a moment's notice as she continued reading through the list. Looking back to the girl herself, relieved she was so into it to notice the two of them missing, and sighed.
"Bow, I'm starting to have second thoughts." She whispered.
"What? But you love the Princess Prom! We both do!" Did she forget anything else after all this time while they were at it? "Why don't you want to go?"
"No, not that! Of course I want to go, but what about Catra?" The two peeked back into the room as she squatted on the floor, holding two separate sections of the scroll in each hand. "This is our chance to recruit most if not all the princesses in one go, at the very least Princess Frosta. You know as well as I do how much we could benefit from her joining us, and Catra's not exactly... you know... princessy."
"Hey dweebs, get in here, will ya? I wanna talk about something." The two heard Catra call out, still not taking her attention away from the paper. It was like she was entranced by the mystic power that was known as ink she was so drawn to it.
"...I get your point." He admitted in defeat. "But, it can't be all that bad, right?"
Just to unknowingly prove her point, the two watched as Catra dug through her ears with her pinkie nail, pulling out a rather large swab of earwax in the process. Too focused on the reading at hand, she didn't give it any attention as she casually sniffed it for herself before flinging it off to the side, brushing the remains of the gunk against her shirt before repeating the process in her other ear.
"...Ok, so maybe it is that bad."
"You're not helping!" She whispered with a small grumble.
"But I'm sure it'll be fine. For all you know maybe she won't want to go?"
"Maybe who won't what?" The two jumped in panic as they heard Catra speaking right next to them, the magicat in question appearing at nearly the worst time.
"Oh, n-nothing! Nothing!" Glimmer assured waving her hands side to side. "Anyway, Catra, about the ball-"
"Oh, yeah, I actually wanted to tell you about that." To Glimmer's worry there was a small grin on Catra's face as she looked over the invitation again. "I gave it some thought and all, and, while it still looks stupid, I figured, what the heck!"
"So... you want to go to the prom?" Catra was so invested in the invitation she never picked up on the shaking waver going through Glimmer's voice.
"Well, not really." What little hope Glimmer could spring up was dashed away as she continued. "But I figured if they only host it once a decade then I might as well check it out, right? It sure as heck beats waiting another ten years for it to see if it's worth it or not later." At the pause, she turned her attention straight to Glimmer herself, noticing her welcoming silence to be a little off compared to usual. "Something wrong?"
"W-Wrong? Of course not!" Ok, so she wanted to go. Big deal. That just meant they had a single day to, hopefully, get Catra situated fit and proper, First Ones help us, and ready for the ball. They had a full day's notice fortunately enough so as long as she and Bow were together to help, they shouldn't have any problems. "After all, I'll be there with you, and so will Bow since he's going as my plus one."
"Uhh... actually..." Bow tried to speak up as Glimmer cut him off repeatedly.
"Together, the three of us can handle anything!" Which hopefully included getting Catra ready for the prom.
"About that-"
"It's the best friend squad in action!" To Catra's annoyance, she appeared to be on board with calling the three of them that. "Right, Bow?"
"...I'm going with Perfuma."
"See? Even Perfuma's coming aloooo- WHAT?!" The princess stammered glaring daggers at him. Why would he do this now of all times? How could he?! DId he not pick up on the fact she was going to ask him herself? Or maybe the possibility that she was going to eventually ask him? Better yet, why did he pick now of all times to say it after Glimmer told Catra she would go to the prom too with the intention of him helping her get ready for the PROM IN THE FIRST PLACE?!
...Now, she had a problem.
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The intro starts with Shadow Weaver in the Black Garnet chamber spying and glaring at a image of Catra. Than the image dives into the water of her scrying spell.
~ We're on the edge of greatness ~
Where we have Catra at Bright Moon looking both determined and forlorn out into the distance.
~ turning darkness into light ~
A scene of kid Catra and kid Adora training together in the fright zone under Shadow Weaver. Before being replaced with a image of Adora glaring at a heart broken looking Catra who's on her knees across a battlefield.
~ We're right beside you ~
But than Glimmer and Bow teleport to Catra side raising her spirit back up, as shown with her surprise blinking when Gimmer offers her a hand, than she smirks accepting the help as she takes the lead ahead of them.
~ Ready to Fight! ~
Catra raises her sword, transforming into She-Ra in a glorious flash of light
~ (fight, fight, fight fight) ~
Then She-Ra rushes off into battle with Glimmer and Bow following right behind her.
~ We're gonna win in the end! ~
Mermista rises out of a tide, blasting Horde soldiers with water.
~ We must be strong, And we must be brave ~
Perfuma burst from the ground, capturing and tying up Horde soldiers with vines.
~(we must be brave) ~
Frosta rides an entire wave of frozen water, freezing Horde tanks in their tracks.
~ We're gonna find every bit of strength that we have ~
The scene shifts to Hordaks throne room where the evil shadowy figure sits upon his throne, his red glowing eyes being the only noticeable part of him, surrounded by notable members of the Horde, consisting of Adora and Catra's squadron, Shadow Weaver, Adora, Scropia, and even Entrapta.
~ and never let go ~
The scene shifts to an epic clash between Catra and Adora, the She-Ra gritting her teeth as she presses her sword against Adora's electrical baton, as the Force Captain herself grins with chaotic excitement as the red jewel from her headband shines.
~ (Oh ah Oh) ~
Adora and Catra push each other off as they back up into their friends- Entrapta and Scorpia for Adora, and for Catra Bow and Glimmer.
~ We must be STRONG! ~
The scene ends with a final shot of both sides looking across the field, a transparent image of Catra and Adora's faces filling the sky as the colors are split between them;
A majestic darkness shining into light upon Catra's side, and a horrid light seeping into darkness on Adora's half.
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"Ok, so maybe if I... No..." Adora grumbled as she scribbled out something on the poster-sized paper on her desk. "What if I were to...Ghhh... No, not that either... Or how about... Darn it!" Growling to herself as a few strands of hair dangled in front of her face, she angrily crumbled the large board of paper on her desk as she tossed it to the overflowing trash bin across the room, the same one buried under a mountain of other crumbled paper.
"Hey Adora!" Scorpia greeted as she entered the room. "What's up? ...Adora?" The girl didn't give her so much as a passing glance as she continued her writing on another large piece of paper in front of a desk lamp. It's been a few days since Scorpia last saw the girl so she thought it would be a good time to check up on her new friend, the same one Shadow Weaver cherished a lot. She thought she'd be fine, maybe training or something to blow off some steam. She seemed pretty upset since the ordeal at Mystacor.
She was hoping so dearly that Shadow Weaver's ritual would pay off. Unaware that the witch of darkness had a hidden agenda behind the scene, she was giving the impression that she was preforming some powerful ritual in an attempt to bring Catra back to the Horde and to scramble whatever brainwashing or influence the princesses had on her. Big surprise, but later on the following day, having guarded the room till then through Shadow Weaver's instructions, she came back to discover that the ritual had failed.
She didn't know Shadow Weaver's ulterior motive was to destroy Mystacor's defenses, and it hardly mattered to her anymore. She was tired of all of this. Waiting on the sidelines, waiting for people to do the work, waiting for a chance to prove herself to the Horde that she came to see as family, having to deal with defending Catra's name on a constant basis from the people who would give a false impression on her, and most of all, dealing with the reality that every day Catra was being brainwashed by the princesses, she was committing who knew how many despicable acts under their name.
Her rank as Force Captain could only work to protect Catra for so long!
"Helloooooooo?" She called again, tapping her on the shoulder with her right claw.
"Ah-!" Adora jumped in fear at the sudden greeting, growing relieved as she saw the tapper in question. "Oh, hey Scorpia. You need something?" She asked going right back to her paperwork.
"Oh I just wanted to see how you were doing." She replied with a smile, trying to look over Adora's shoulder. "What'cha working on?"
"I'm trying to come up with a plan to stop the princesses, get rid of that annoying one who has a hold over Catra, and bring back Catra herself... Geeeeh!" She growled tossing aside the piece of paper again and starting a new one. "But every time I try to come up with something it doesn't work. We can't launch a direct attack, we can't endanger civilians in a town unless we have to, and we can't risk hurting Catra either! I swear Shadow Weaver makes this look so much easier than it is..."
"Can I help?" Scorpia offered excitedly tapping her claws together.
"Well sure, I guess. Not that it matters at this rate." Adora nibbled on the tip of her pen as she tried to come up with another plan. "There's three distinct issues I need to address at the same time. First is the location, second is the time of day, and third is finding a way to get every princess there at once! Ugh," she groaned leaning her head back in her chair, "but it's impossible!"
"Why don't you try something at the All-Princess Ball?" She suggested taking out a large invitation. "Every princess is gonna be there so Catra probably will too."
"...Excuse me?" Adora blinked as she stood out of her chair to face the girl. That was a surprisingly welcoming detail from the scorpion girl herself. In a few short sentences she managed to come up with the perfect solution that answered the three most important details to Adora's planning. She managed to come up with one in a measly few seconds compared to all the time Adora spent trying to come up with a master plan!
"Ooh, this year's theme is Winter Wonderland!"
"Wait, what?" Adora swiped the paper out of Scorpia's claws. Sure enough, detailed word for word was a formal invitation to a Princess Ball, one that promised to house a number of princesses all gathered in one location. "An invitation to a Princess Prom? How did you get this?"
"They sent it to me. I'm a princess."
"What?" Why did no one tell her this sooner? Better question, why was there a princess in the Horde to begin with? One who held a position as a Force Captain like Adora at that! "You're a princess?!"
"Yeah, you know. The Horde crash-landed in my family's kingdom. We let them stay. My family gave Hordak our Runestone, the Black Garnet."
No, surprisingly, Adora did not know any of that! She was a princess, her family was possibly the first to encounter the Horde, they befriended Lord Hordak with the Black Garnet, the very one she knew Shadow Weaver uses, and, again, she was a Princess! A princess, one of the most evil conniving malicious people the Horde has ever known, was also one of their most trusted Force Captains that the Horde had to offer!
"You're a princess?!" Adora was still in disbelief.
"Well, yeah, I thought everybody knew." She commented scratching her head. "I mean, it's covered in Force Captain Orientation."
"...I really gotta start attending those..." Adora pinched her head in a pang of frustration. "I still can't believe you're a princess, and one who's going to the Princess Ball."
"Oh, no, I'm not going." Scorpia replied looking a little put off as she turned her head away. "No one liked my family, even before we joined the Horde." Adora listened more intently as she said this. Ah... I never really... fit with the other princesses. I made them uncomfortable and... Yeah, they don't like that. And they don't like me..."
"Scorpia..."
*tug*
Scorpia was caught by surprise as Adora embraced her in a tight hug, burying the side of her face against into her chest. "Thank you."
"For what?"
"For showing me that not all princesses are evil!" She said smiling brightly to her. "If there are other princesses like you out there, then there's a chance we can still convince them to join the Horde." Adora paced back and forth as she rubbed her chin in thought. It brought an increasingly warming smile to Scorpia's face, feeling a bit of pride that she managed to cheer her friend up as well as being welcomed by her.
"That could give the Horde the boost it needs in order to fight back against the other princesses. Maybe they would offer resources too, they might even join us in the war!" This was perfect, astounding! If everything Scorpia said was true, then this could be the big break the Horde desperately needed! With every princess that joined the Rebellion, that was another powerful warrior to aid their cause as well as an entire kingdom backing it up. "On top of that, with you we can show the other kingdoms that the Horde isn't evil as the princesses claim us to be!"
"Yeah, but... that's only if I was going to the prom, and-" She was silenced as Adora placed a finger on her lip.
"Oh, we're going to the prom. They think they can treat you like some sort of freak and get away with it? How dare they!" It warmed Scorpia's heart to hear such comforting words from another person, one she could definitely consider a friend. "They need to see you as the kind and sensitive person I know you are, the same way Catra used to be before she changed. And if they don't see that then it sucks to be them! Besides, if you didn't go there would be no way in proving those ingrates wrong about you, and we're not going to give them the satisfaction of that!"
"So we're going to that prom. You as the princess and me as your Plus One! And if they have a problem with you being there, then that's tough luck for them."
"Yeah!"
*crunch*
Adora's face twitched as she felt an incredible force crushing half the bones in her body. She had almost forgotten that her new friend was quite the huger. "Super Pal duo is going to the prom!"
"Y-Yeah..." Adora squeaked as her face started to turn blue. Thankfully the hug lasted for a few seconds before she finally let go of Adora. Grinning to herself, she walked back over to the desk again as she began drawing up a new foolproof plan. "And thanks to you, I just came up with the perfect idea..."
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"She asked and I said yes." Bow said as he continued to walk down the Hallway with Glimmer at his left and Catra following behind them. "I didn't think it would be a big deal."
It was the following day, the day of the Princess Prom, as the two found themselves talking again. There were so many things they needed to discuss between what they would do, how they would try and persuade Frosta to the Rebellion, and, most importantly, how they were going to deal with Catra being... Catra.
"It's not. It's fine." How was Glimmer supposed to talk about this without seeming bummed out at the same time? If her friend got an invite to the Princess Prom from another friend, then good for them! It didn't do anything to hide a small bit of pain though. "I'm just surprised. I mean, when did you two even talk about this?"
"Oh, she was super slick..."
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Bow humphed to himself as he continued firing a barrage of arrows against the oncoming Horde soldiers. He didn't care how many of them there were, not when there was a kingdom to save! With Perfuma at his back and the citizens of Plumeria fighting off the Horde's forces from inside their own base, there was nothing he couldn't handle!
As she felt herself backing up to him, she smiled. "Hey, you wanna go to the Ball with me?"
"Sure!"
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"That's super slick?" Glimmer waved off, resisting the urge to roll her eyes.
"I thought it'd be fun. And Perfuma's cool." He added.
"Yeah, she's fine." There was an easily noticeable crack in her voice at this. "But we always go to events together. We have all our routine, we wear matching outfits, we share inside jokes. And then we eat ice cream afterwards. It's our thing."
"Wow, that's unbelievably sad." Catra muttered rolling her eyes.
"Nobody asked you!"
"Well, there's nothing wrong with a new thing." Bow tried to play off casually. It's not like he didn't understand what was so upsetting about it either, he just didn't think Glimmer would react this way.
"Besides, what are we going to do about..." She shifted her eyes gesturing to the magicat following behind them."You know... Ixnay the at-tay?" She mumbled through her teeth trying to be discreet.
"Ixnay, the I-already-know-who-you're-talking-about-idiot-tay!" Catra retorted leaning in towards them, unamused. All throughout the morning she's noticed a strange shift of glances being shot at her by these two. It wasn't really something that bothered her in the long run, but it was starting to become a major distraction for her. Plus, she's never really had a day like this before where the two continuously talked behind her back or in front of her without her being somewhere involved in the conversation.
It was just plain weird.
"Look, I gotta get ready." He told her as she walked away. "I'm sure she can help you with Catra anyway. We'll meet each other there and we can hang out then!" With a wave the two smiled to each other as Bow took off, Glimmer's smile slowly turning around as she watched him leave. She might've been able to put up with him leaving and everything, to an extent, so there was little worry in that regard.
What did worry her though was the other person in question, the one Bow let slip as he departed from the two.
"So what's Bowey yapping about, and who is supposed to be helping with me?" Catra sneered crossing her arms.
This was going to take a while...
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*creeeak*
"Whoa..." Catra's mouth watered at the sight of the table before her.
There in the center of the dining room she was greeted with a small display of various dishes, drinks, even a bowl of punch for some reason, not that she cared. After Glimmer convinced her to come with her, with the promise of a surprise "just for her", she didn't really think there was going to be anything all that special to it. If anything she thought more about running away on the spot until the prom started considering how boring some of Glimmer's past gifts were. She didn't even have the capacity to care enough to remember what they were.
This was possibly the first genuine gift she found herself with that actually interested her a little. Was this supposed to be some celebration or something for all the hard work she's done? Maybe to celebrate her very first victory over Shadow Weaver she's had in her life?
Who cares!
All that mattered was that there was a gigantic display in front of her of the most delicious treats and snacks she's seen since joining the Rebellion, and there was no way she was going to let it go to waste!
"Now we're talking!" She cheered, rushing over to the table ahead of Glimmer as she closed the door behind her. Looking over the various treats, she started to drool as she rubbed her hands eagerly. "Okay, where to start?" Should she try some of the pastry fillings she's had? Or maybe some of those sardine things she craved ever since trying one for the first time? Wait, no. What better thing to try first than a nice delicious bowl of fruit punch!
Grabbing a nearby plastic cup she casually dipped her hand into the bowl instead of using the ladle on it's side, submerging part of her hand into the fruity bowl and preparing to bring it to her lips.
*spzzzt*
"Ack-!" Catra yelped as she felt her entire face suddenly blasted by a misty spray of water. "Hey, what's the big i-? Misty?"
"Hey, what's up?" She replied nonchalantly with the same monotone voice she always had, still holding a blue spray bottle in her right hand.
Ah, yes, Princess Mermista. How could she ever forget about her? Out of all the princesses, including Glimmer, she was probably the one she liked the most, even though she disliked her more than Glimmer at the same time. She had the rugged attitude any princess should, the I don't care look in her eyes that every young adult should have, and she was the only princess Catra knew to make witty and snarky remarks like she did.
She also had the most emotional adventure that almost worsened Catra's non-friendship with Glimmer and Bow. With the intention of helping, Glimmer gave her a bit of help in trying to figure out how to bring She-Ra out whenever she needed her, some way to get the sword to work properly.
Like all the other bad luck she's had up to this point, when she needed it most, when she wanted to prove everything she needed to Adora, it didn't work. It didn't work and Adora had no sense of trust for her former friend, at least not until she could bring her back to Shadow Weaver so she could fix her in whatever horrifying way she had in store.
It didn't matter to her if she didn't mean to at the time. She couldn't get the sword to work and she found herself blaming Glimmer for it, feeling betrayed after trusting someone, other than Adora, again for the first time in ages.
"What are you doing here?" Catra asked, trying to rub the freezing cold water off the side of her face.
"I don't know, Glimmer just asked me to come over yesterday to help her with this." Mermista replied shrugging.
"What for?"
"For the Prom." Glimmer answered as she made her way over to them. "Listen, Catra? We would love for you to go to the prom too, but before that we..."
There was an unnerving silence in the air as the magicat lowered her ears. The weird look in her eyes, that silent atmosphere surrounding them, and the way she poked her chin as she tried to think of what to say? It was all too familiar for Catra, having seen it numerous times in her life. Add that with the wonderful display of food she saw in front of her, and the picture became clear. "Look, I get it, alright. You don't want me to go, fine." She hissed a little as she walked
"What- No!" Glimmer yelped, quickly grabbing Catra's tail, a little painfully, as she pulled her back. "Catra, I would love nothing more than for you to go to the prom with us! We both would, right Mermista?"
"Meh."
"See? I didn't bring all the stuff out here to convince you not to go."
"Then why are you acting so weird? You've been like that since we talked about the prom yesterday." Catra replied.
In some way it was actually a little comforting to see Catra put off by the recent display towards her. It showed that she was starting to warm up a little more with each passing day, however little, as she came to know Bow and Glimmer more and they her. It was a little odd to say the least, but it did show some strange sense of care in her, no matter how much she denied it.
"Well, I'm sorry about that, it's just..." She needed to think of the right way to word this. "We... kind of need to get you ready for the prom."
"...And?" She raised an eyebrow questionably at this. "I don't get what the table's for then, let's just get some outfits or whatever."
"No, I mean... we need to get you more... you know... Princess-like, for the prom."
"...Excuse me?"
"She means you're too rude and full of yourself right now." Mermista stated.
"Mermista!" Glimmer groaned at how blunt her other friend was being.
"What? You were taking too long to tell tell her, what else was I supposed to do?"
"So... you... want me to learn how to be more...Princess-y?" Catra questioned as she tried to put the pieces together.
"W-Well, in a way, sort of... more like..." Poking her fingers she tried to come up with the next best solution.
"We don't want you acting like you at the prom." Once again, Mermista stated bluntly, resulting in Glimmer facepalming.
"And... what exactly is the water bottle for them?" Catra asked pointing to the object.
"It's called a spray bottle, catfish. And every time you do something wrong, I'll spray you with it." She didn't give Glimmer the chance that time to come up with an explanation after what could be an hour-long pause.
"And you expect me to just stand here and take it?"
"Also yes." Glimmer answered directly this time. "Look, Catra, this is the best chance for us to gain support from the other kingdoms across Etheria, including Princess Frosta! She's one of the strongest princess's around, and with her on our side, that would be a big help for the Rebellion!"
"You don't say..." That almost sounded like a challenge to her. Thinking some stupid everyday princess was more powerful than her? She would definitely take a bet on that.
"Yes, so we need to make sure you're, you know, more presentable around the other people. You said it yourself you don't like socializing with people much, and at the Ball you're going to have to somewhere. If something went wrong, it could damage any chances of not just Frosta's help, but the rest of Etheria's!"
"So you want me to spend who knows how long doing this until I'm more princess-y like you and then go to the prom the way you want me to be?" She found some annoyance in that. Not just the fact they were basically telling her not to be her at the party, but the fact they were practically forcing her to be something else she wasn't.
That sounded like something the Horde would make her do.
"In a sense... yes. B-But just for one day! An evening at that! We have less than six hours before the Ball and at least an hour for us to get there, so we basically have the next five hours to practice. Then you can go back to being the same old Catra you're used to being and we like!"
"Then can you at least tell me why Misty has the spray bottle?"
*spzzzt*
"Ahh!" Catra yelped as she was sprayed again, this time covering her entire face.
"Rule Number 1, no nicknames." Mermista stated. It became evident that while Glimmer was here to teach her the manners, Mermista was here to enforce them.
"She's just... here for support." Glimmer said nervously with a smile.
"And because she said I'd get to do this if I did." She grinned.
"You backstabbing-!"
*spzzzt*
"Ah! Stop that, it burns!" Catra yelped, rubbing her stinging eyes along with the sticky-feeling water over her skin.
"Well what did you expect? It's saltwater."
"Tch, forget about it then! Go to the prom without me!" She grumbled marching her way back to the door.
"I was afraid it would have to come to this." Glimmer commented. Taking a deep breath, she shouted the two words Catra feared the most. "Oh Mooooooooo-mmmh!" No later than three seconds she found Catra's trembling hand covering over her mouth, a look of worry and anger in her eyes.
"You're going to call your mom on me if I don't?!" She found it low, even for someone like Glimmer! Then again, she wouldn't deny it took a bit of guts to do something so maliciously.
*spzzzt*
"Guh!" At this spray, Catra found herself rolling on the ground in agony, wiping her face again from the cold water and the stingy salt that came with it whenever it got in her mouth and eyes at the same time.
"Rule number 3, no assaulting or touching guests." Mermista told her.
"I swear Catra, it won't be as bad as you think." Glimmer assured with an uneasy smile. As the two of them watched Catra trying to rub whatever freezing water she could out of her skin, she leaned herself over to Mermista. "By the way, I didn't say you needed to use salt water." She whispered.
"I know, I just found it more fun this way."
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Test #1: Sitting
"You're kidding, right?" Catra stared at the chair almost in amusement.
She really didn't know what to think of this whole Princess Prom Practice, "Triple P" as Glimmer tried to name it to make it sound more fun, and failing, and this was one of the prime examples why. After scuffling with Mermista for the first ten minutes non-stop to get rid of the stupid spray bottle, the Princess finally relented, at least in getting the water switched out with regular water compared to the stinging Saltwater she filled it up with earlier.
With less than Five hours to go, Glimmer felt it was most appropriate to focus on the primary tasks and mannerisms Catra needed to learn and then the non-essential elements of it if they had any time left. Unfortunately for her, Glimmer found nearly all the elements essential, so there was no telling what they would cover or how long this would take for each lesson.
At least she was smart enough not to tell Catra that part.
"Nope!" Glimmer said smacking a small wooden ruler in her hand, trying to act more professionally on this. "The Princess Prom can last up to Eight hours, possibly into the morning passed midnight, so it's understandable if you get a little tired." She explained walking back and forth. "As such, you need to learn how to properly sit in a chair."
"Tch, you gotta be joking." She chuckled. "This'll be easy!" It was a chair. Enough said! How hard was it supposed to be to sit in a stupid chair?
Grinning to herself triumphantly, she casually turned the chair around as she sat in it backwards, resting her arms and head against the chair's back as she turned around to face them.
"Wrong!" Mermista hissed.
*spzzzt!*
"Ah!" Catra yelped again, tumbling out of the chair with the chair falling on top of her. "Are we seriously going through this for a stupid chair?"
"I'm sorry Catra, but everyone's going to be watching you at the Ball from time to time." Glimmer said with a small apologetic face. "Presentation's going to be everything to these people. Even if it's just half the room, there will be enough Princesses there to cover half of Etheria."
"Ugh, whatever." Catra groaned as she picked herself and the chair back up. Turning it around again so it was facing them directly. Mentally sighing to herself she sat herself in front of them again, not crossing her legs or trying to glare at them as she did.
"Incorrect!"
*spzzzt!*
"What? What was wrong that time?!"
"No slouching! Sit up straight!" Mermista ordered, threateningly twitching her finger against the dangerous trigger. Grumbling to herself, Catra crossed her arms as she leaned back against the chair, sitting straightly as they wanted her too.
*spzzzt!*
It didn't even bother her that time.
As long as she kept telling herself anyway.
"Let me guess, no crossing my arms?"
"No, just no glaring while you're doing it."
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Test #2: Conversation
"Ok,,, and viola!" Glimmer smiled as she handed Catra and Mermista a fresh bowl of the punch. "Ok, this one should be just as easy. Just have an everyday conversation with Mermista. Pretend that she's someone you never met before!"
"Just talk to her?" Catra would've rolled her eyes at that if it wasn't for the fact it would've resulted in more spraying. "Easy! I've seen you guys do it constantly!" With a victorious grin, she turned her attention to the other princess as she raised her cup to her. "Hello, how are you today?" She asked politely as she sipped some of her punch.
"It was better before I started looking at you, freak." Mermista huffed.
"PFFFFFFFT!" Catra spat out the mouthful of punch to the side, nearly choking on it as she glared angrily at the mermaid princess. "What did you just call me?!"
"Easy, Catra, deep breath." Glimmer said softly, waving her hands calmly to sooth the savage beast. "Remember, you're going to be watched. You can't just let one person get you riled up during the prom, okay?"
"Mmhhh fine." She muttered, squeezing her teeth together as she held back the urge to insult.
"Let's try this another way!" Glimmer suggested smiling at the thought. "Catra, why don't you say something positive about Mermista instead?"
"Sure, I guess..." The girl scanned up and down the girl with a questionable look. Outside of Adora, as always, there was very little she had to compliment others about. Whether it be the lack of tact in their behavior towards her, already putting Mermista at a disadvantage, or the way she's seen people treat others through their life. It was rather hard to say anything good about a person she's barely met before. "You, um..."
"Yeah?" Mermista questioned crossing her arms and raising her brow.
"You're very, um..." Glimmer was crossing her fingers behind her back as the tension rose. "...You're don't smell like dead fish like I thought you would."
*spzzzt!*
"No, mmh... Try complimenting her hair for starters."
"Ok... it looks very... watery? Like an Ocean, I guess?"
"Ok, that's an improvement." At least it wasn't insulting, or by much, so it proved to be a step in the right direction. "Try saying something more positive, about it."
"Like what? It's not anything special by the looks of it."
*spzzzt*
"Ghh..." Catra's ears twitched as she felt the water drip around them. "Alright then... Your hair looks... Good, for a person who swims with fish all day?"
"Better! Now Mermista..."
"...You smell more like a wet dog than a cat."
"Hey!"
*spzzzt*
"Oh come on, why does she get to insult me and I can't?" Catra complained, almost pouting with a puff of her cheeks.
"Well, she doesn't exactly get to make fun of you Catra, we're just trying to get a hold of your emotions. You might bump into a person here or there that'll be a little... harsh... to you, and you can't attack anyone! Not once!" Glimmer explained. It didn't make her feel any better by having an explanation behind all of this. It hurt her more than it did Catra knowing she was the one going through all these insults and lessons against her will. "As soon as you learn to ignore her words, we can move on."
"This stupid prom thing better be worth it..." She muttered, turning her attention back to Mermista. "Fine, give me your best shot."
"...Gladly." Glimmer instantly regretted the grin growing on Mermista's face.
It took a matter of seven seconds before Catra ended up tackling Mermista across the table, the two roughing with each other as they rolled across the floor. Glimmer could not have sighed longer than she had at that point, even if she wanted to.
"I warned her not to mention Adora..."
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Test #3: Refreshments
No sooner had they finished the conversation portion of the various tests did Catra find herself in front of the food table again. Looking back on it now, the amount of food that was here was probably little in comparison to what she had to look forward to at the Ball.
"Ok," Glimmer began as she handed Catra a plastic plate, "so there's going to be plenty of refreshments over at the Ball. But often on you're going to find one either getting spoiled or find one area empty of food. The chefs will always be bringing out fresh refreshments by the hour, so this one is all about patience and self-discipline."
"How the heck is this supposed to teach me self-discipline?" Mermista had to agree with Catra's questioning on that one. Even she didn't know where this was about to go as she planned to follow through what Glimmer tasked her with.
"Just trust me. Now, grab as much as you want while trying to maintain good manners, ok?"
"Ok, whatever." She was starting to regret ever wanting to go to this stupid Ball thing. The only thing keeping her ongoing at this point was the fear of what Glimmer's mother would do to her if she ended up messing up or refused to go to the Ball like she said she would earlier.
At least this one had some more merit and reward to it. All the food was genuine and it did look delicious. Thankfully for the three of them she didn't need much training in this one, Catra picking up and assuming how she was supposed to be. No dipping her hand in the punch bowl to get a drink, no grabbing the food without a tong, and no leaning over it out of fear if her fur or hair shed a little over it.
There were assorted pastries, several varieties of fish around here, and, ooh! She came across the last large serving of salmon! Resisting the urge to slurp her lips, she happily reached over for it as she prepared to-
"Dibs." Mermista declared, grabbing the same salmon with her own tongs just as Catra grabbed it.
"Wha- Hey!" She growled quietly as she glared at the girl. "I grabbed it first!"
"You snooze you lose, freak." Mermista retorted as she started a game of tug-of-war with the girl. In all honesty she really did want a slice of the salmon, having an appreciation for the taste of it as well as how thoroughly the cooks prepped it within Bright Moon. She also remembered to be as insulting as possible to make sure Catra had a good control on her emotions.
Not that Glimmer required her to be as rude as possible, just because she found it more interesting this way.
"I didn't grab it last, idiot, you did!" Catra hissed.
"Catra, language..." Glimmer calmly reminded.
She shook her head as she tried to rephrase it. "Fine. I didn't grab it last jerk, you did."
"Ugh..." This was going to take what felt like forever at this rate.
"Well too bad! It's mine!" Mermista snapped back.
"Umm girls? Maybe we should all calm down?" Glimmer tried to convey her words to the girls who barely paid attention or care.
"Let. It. GO!" With a mighty howl, Catra pried the salmon out of Mermista's grip. What few seconds of joy she felt slowly melted away as she ended up slapping her hand back across the table, striking a large colander that was filled halfway with boiling fondue.
This resulted in a small chain reaction as the fondue pot rolled back against the table off it's small stove, striking a large stack of the plastic cups, tumbling them over an assortment of food with one of the stacks falling down on the ladle to the fruit punch and flinging its contents onto Glimmer's clothes, the ladle itself flinging over to a large pile of gelatin stacked together in crystal glasses, causing that to tumble over, knocking and shattering a good dozen of them on the table, with the other half of the stack rolling across the table and topping over a candle, resulting in the table cloth catching on fire.
All three of the girls shrieked for a moment in shock at the display of events they'd just witnessed. There wasn't any way any of this was intentional and they prayed something like this couldn't possibly occur over at the Ball itself, whether or not it was orchestrated by Catra's own involvement.
Reacting quickly to the events, Catra grabbed the entire bowl of punch, flinging it over as she doused the erupting fire in a single shot. The fire hissed as it dissipated, the table cloth still smoke a little as the room filled with its fiery smell. All of this while the rest of the refreshments were ruined from the event as well as Catra's attempts to put out the glorious fire, drenching the rest of the now-soggy refreshments with a fruity aftertaste.
She didn't even need to turn back to find out what awaited her, already rolling her eyes as she felt two piercing gazes glaring at her.
"Let me guess..."
*Spzzzzzzzzt!*
...
"Huff..." Glimmer sighed as she wiped the sweat from her brow, Catra leaning in her chair as Mermista groaned sitting on the table, both incredibly exhausted as much as Princess Glimmer was. "Alright... phew... I think we got it."
"Finally..." Catra never wanted to repeat any training session like this again. Neither did Mermista after having to use up seven entire spray bottles filled with liquid to correct the task.
The day had been tiring for the three princesses, but it looked like things were finally at an end as three hours remained before the Ball. Despite her lack of concern and behavior, Catra finally managed to nail down on how to act more *princess-like*, like the others needed her to be. It was a long and grueling tasks, but she could safely say she nailed it.
The three biggest obstacles she had to overcome were her own emotions, her manners, and her ability to converse with the other guests she would be surrounded with around the Ball. Of the biggest obstacles, she learned to ignore anything they said rudely about her, not to respond aggressively if someone bumped into her on accident, and most of all, not to scratch her ears whenever she found herself surrounded by anyone else.
This was definitely one of the longest training sessions Catra had ever gone through, or the most annoying in this case, but as it stood, things did seem to finally be letting up as the lessons were over and two more fires were finally put out.
"Let's never do that again, pleeeeese..." Mermista complained almost begging to be put out of her misery.
"Huff... You did a great job today, Catra." Glimmer complimented with a sincere smile. The magical in question just shook off the words with a wave of her hands, still breathing heavily through her water-covered face.
"Whatever... huff... can we go now?" She almost wished to be at the Ball at this point.
"We can... riiiight after one last detail we have to address."
"And dare I ask, *what* that detail is?" Lowering her head back, she was almost frightened at the sparkling look in her eyes, one Mermista knew all too well.
"Uh oh..."
"It's makeover tiiiiiime!" She declared, squeezing her fists with excitement.
"...Is it too late for me to go back to the Horde?"
...
...
This was it! The Princess Ball! The glorious destination that Catra, Glimmer, and Mermista have been torturing themselves over for the last several hours.
The Palace itself was as much as Catra could expect for a Kingdom of Ice. It stood proudly against the mountain top as it was covered head to toe in a block of eyes, massive pillars of ice spiking out of the top of the great fortress which shined beautifully from the night's starry rays. From the base of the mountain to the top of the castle, everything was coated in a sheet of beautiful reflective ice. Even the ground they walked on leading up to the magnificent structure was covered in ice, just enough to keep it from being too slippery for people to slide on and beautiful enough to walk across.
Thankfully after the tiring day they had, the Makeover session they had didn't prove as terrifying as it could've been. Not comparatively at least.
It took a good hour to find the right clothes for Mermista and Glimmer, trying on various dresses and outfits they could find within the Castle's Dressing Room. As much as she tried to resist the urge to show it, Mermista couldn't hide the small smile she had growing on her face, enjoying the activity as they tried the numerous combinations of jewelry and outfits Bright Moon had to offer.
Then it came time to work on the harder part of the makeover- Catra. When she didn't like a dress, she tore it out of frustration, albeit accidentally, whenever she tried to pry it off her body soon after. When it came to jewelry, there was nothing she was comfortable with, refusing to part with her tiara and wanting nothing to do with any of the rings and bracelets they had to offer. And she certainly wasn't allowing anyone to put those stupid high heel shoes on her feet, taking a near half hour to convince the two of them to let her go shoeless.
When all hope seemed lost for the two, she finally found the perfect outfit! ...Just not one they were expecting. As opposed to a shorter, skinnier, dress she could wear if she didn't want anything to do with the ones Glimmer found for her, she ended up digging through the Dressing Room until she found a dark purple short-sleeve tux, rolling up the sleeves of it and cutting slits in the matching pair of pants she found to go with then around her knees. She didn't bother tying the bow tie around her neck either, finding it better just to hang loose so she didn't need to go over any etiquette training for that of all things. And along with the fingerless knuckle gloves she found, she deemed her own outfit complete.
And to be honest, the two actually agreed to it! It was surprisingly fitting for someone of Catra's character, finding the tiara she refused to part with adding on to the color of her outfit as well.
Overall, the trio of friend-ish princesses were complete and ready, making their way through the the palace gates as they had to deal with one more obstacle.
"Mmh..." Catra grimaced as she refused to loosen her grip on the sword.
"Catra, just give it to him." Glimmer whispered, not wanting to cause a scene at the prom before they even entered it!
"Fine," she grumbled, letting go of it as the taker finally pried it from her hands, "but you better not damage it! I got enough problems with that thing as is." She glared at the winter-coated man as Glimmer pulled her hand, leading them away from the man and towards the palace door themselves.
Like everything else, the palace was magnificent, inside and out. The only thing the two found greater than the entrance itself was the Ball Room inside of the palace. It was every bit was surprising to Catra as Glimmer made it out to be. The palace sparkled inside around all the corners, the walls and floors laced with a reflective coating that enhanced the stunning visuals of the palace's beauty. All around them Princes and Princesses from across the world were gathered inside, wearing various outfits and socializing with one another as the musicians played elegantly in tune with the Ball itself.
"Wow..." Catra muttered as the two passed on through the doors. It's no wonder Glimmer was so uptight about everything up to this point, this place was HUGE! If the size of the room didn't surprise her, it's the number of people of various races and kingdoms that did.
"The Ball is one of our most ancient traditions." Glimmer explained as the two made their way down the stairs. "A princess's first Ball is a huge rite of passage."
"I'll say." Catra looked across the rom, still surprised by its surprise, and a little uneasy at the hundreds of people that filled it. "Is this supposed to be some sort of contest thing to see who can throw the biggest party or something?"
"No, nothing like that." Glimmer almost chuckled at the remark. Turning her attention to Mermista on her left, she grew curious as she saw the girl examining everything with a strange look on her face. "Is something wrong?"
"Huh? Oh, no, I'm fine." She replied, not giving her any attention as she spoke. "I'm just making sure someone isn't-"
"Yoo-hoo, Mermista!" A familiar voice called out, bringing surprise to the first two and annoyance to the person being called. Turning around, the three were greeted with the sight of Captain Sea Hawk, the self-proclaimed man of legends himself, smiling excitedly as he waved to the three. "You forgot to escort me personally to the Ball, dearie. Thank goodness I managed to convince the guards I was your plus one."
She didn't know what was worse at the moment. The fact he still managed to show up or the numerous faces that were staring at them as he yelled everything halfway across the room.
"Oh yeah, I knew I forgot something..." She almost wished it remained that way. "I'll catch up with you guys later. I need to keep him company before he sets a curtain on fire... again..." With a small wave she departed from the duo, leaving them to fend for themselves for the remainder of their meeting.
"We'll see you later." Glimmer waved back as the two went ahead. "Ok, let's review the basics."
"Fine..." As long as this was the *final* final time she had to do it, Catra was willing to put up with it.
"If someone bumps into you...?"
"Say excuse me even if they're the ones who did it."
"If someone steps on your tail..."
"Point it to to them or ignore it the first time, and don't attack them on the second time they do it." A part of her hoped there was a third time so she could alleviate some stress.
"And if you have an itch-"
"Don't scratch my ears in front of everybody, I got it, I got it."
"I'm sorry Catra, it's just... This is really big for the Rebellion." Glimmer tried to explain her reasoning. "The Kingdom of Snows is really big, and the Rebellion could really do with having their help."
"I'd assume that after all the work you pushed me through." She muttered, giving an uncaring shrug as she dug her hands into her pockets. "But it's fine, just as long as I don't have to chat too often."
"Don't worry. Aside from Princess Frosta, you won't have to socialize with anyone else if you don't want too unless they approach you directly." Glimmer promised as the two ascended the stairs to Frosta's throne. "If she joins us, the other princesses are sure to follow."
"Are you sure she won't be weirded out with the cat stuff then?"
"You'll be fine, don't worry about it. She meets all sorts of people daily, this'll be nothing to her."
Finding their place in line, Catra sighed as the two bowed politely before the princess herself. She muttered to herself as she counted off how long she was supposed to remain like this. "One... Two... Three. There!" Raising her head again, she was greeted with a sight she was wholly unprepared for and least expected. "That's princess Frosta?" She questioned, cracking her voice a little.
The Princess in question wasn't anything like she expected her to be. She wasn't a young adult like Mermista was, she didn't have some elegance to her that Princess Perfuma did, and she didn't seem to be as quirky or insane as she came to know Entrapta to be. She wasn't some renowned-looking figure of authority and she didn't seem to be someone whose appearance screamed at others to bow before them, despite the, pun unintentional, icy gaze she stared at the others with.
She was a simple kid in size, probably half of Catra's height, sitting on her throne like she owned the place.
And did.
"What's it to you?" She shot back, refusing to change the look on her young face.
There was a silence between the three as they stared back at one another. In an attempt to break the tension building up around here, noticing Catra's perplexed state, Glimmer cleared her throat as she curtsied respectfully in front of her. "Revered hostess. We come into your hall under the ancient rules of hospitality, bringing greetings from Bright Moon. And She-Ra, the legendary warrior." With that, she nudged Catra ahead a few feet with her elbow, pushing her between the two of them and snapping her out of her state of shock. "Go on, introduce yourself." She whispered.
Ok. This was it. All the training, all the hard work they went through, the tiredness evident between her, Catra, and Mermista. It took a lot of work, many hours of rehearsal, and a lot of fires they had to put out just for the sake of teaching Catra manners. But by the end of it all, this is what it all came down to. However this party would go was all determined by what Catra would say next, putting the Rebellion ahead or behind of her future relationships with the Kingdom of Snows.
Finally breaking herself out of her frozen state, Catra finally turned back towards Glimmer as she gestured to Princess Frosta, saying the last three words Glimmer wanted to hear.
"She's a brat?"
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A/N: I know i know, I made it a little goofy here with the whole "princess training thing", and I apologize for it, but i did it for 2 reasons: 1, it was a request from someone, and i found myself unable to resist the urge because, aside from it's humor factor, it felt like a good way to soak up the two minute "make over" montage that would've happened after.
And 2: For you guys to enjoy, because after this chapter, minus an occasional joke or funny scene or two, you will be in for a rough ride of the Feels, so i hope you enjoyed the last bit of legitimate happiness we'll get for awhile Xo...
Anyway! Hope you all enjoyed, sorry for the rushed bits, etc. and etc. Hope you all enjoyed, leave a like, fave, follow, and review if you enjoyed and hope to see you soon!