[A/N: A collection of drabbles that I couldn't make into their own chapters. Big ups to the anon who wanted to see Angella and Adora interact. You were so right.]

Mermista was still adjusting to this whole... thing. Her boyfriend's boyfriend's girlfriend lived in a freaking mansion, and now they had moved in. It was fascinating, bizarre, and kind of wonderful. Mostly she loved it, but there was something about living in this mansion that was distracting her. And they were currently alone together.

As a part of the university swim team, she had to keep up with her training even in the off-season. And wouldn't you know it, her new home had a lovely pool that almost never got used. So here she was, doing her laps. And in walked a blonde Amazon, somehow managing to make an unflattering tankini and shorts look flattering. She was so absolutely gorgeous. And while Mermista was usually able to maintain a flat affect no matter the circumstances, this girl always made her just a little bit off her game.

"Mermista! Getting in your usual twelve hours of practice?"

Goodddd, that smile was so easy and flawless. How the hell could anyone be that naturally amazing? She came to a stop against the edge of the pool, brushing some hair away from her face. "Uhh, hah, yeah. You know. Gotta stay on that grind. These amazing legs don't just happen." She rolled her eyes, trying to keep her cool.

"They're very good legs." Just like that, Adora's own easy-going mood dipped somewhat and her cheeks blossomed in bright red. Okay, maybe she wasn't totally perfect. "I mean! I would assume. I haven't inspected them or anything. But, y'know, you're an athlete. So obviously. They must be pretty strong." She shrugged, then shrugged again. "I'm going to shut up and join you now." She placed her towel nearby and then dove into the water with pretty great form and started swimming.

Mermista smirked to herself and then resumed her own laps as well. Maybe getting to know Adora wasn't so impossible after all. For a while, the two of them just swam laps in a kind of peaceful harmony, constantly passing each other in the middle of the pool. Occasionally Adora would even take a moment to break her stride and wave cheerfully.

As the exhaustion seeped into her bones, Mermista moved out of the pool and into the hot tub, turning on the jets and instantly melting a little. For a while, she felt as though some of that tension was gone, but then Adora slipped into the water next to her with yet another friendly smile, but also that charming blush.

"So. What do you... do, Adora?"

Her face fell slightly and she started messing with her hair. "Uhh... n-nothing right now. I mean, I'm studying for my GED and hunting for a job. So I'm doing stuff, but it kinda looks like it's not stuff? I dunno."

Shit. She was definitely not trying to make the girl feel bad about herself. She shook her head and offered a smile that was less neutral than usual. "Don't be so hard on yourself. You're... doing your thing, movin' on up, all that. I mean, hell, what am I doing? Studying oceanography on a swim team scholarship. I either get a job as a researcher or I end up unemployed."

"Aw, thank you. Nice save~" she offered with a gentle laugh. There was another small silence before she made another attempt at conversation. "So... My girlfriend and your boyfriend. And Bow. Makes us like... practically step-girlfriends, huh? In-in-laws or whatever?" As soon as the words left her mouth, she realized how obvious she was being, sinking deeper into the water with a loud groan.

Not wanting to let Adora feel like the only idiot in the room, she shuffled over closer and leaned against her. "You're weird, you know that?"

Everything was perfect. The Horde was making its presence known in Luna. They had reliable funding, plenty of fascinating technology to play with, an excess of living space. The team was mostly efficient. Entrapta felt as though her life was on the right track.

Approximately.

Well, tangentially.

Perhaps not in the personal sense. Entrapta was nursing a foolish bundle of feelings for Scorpia, and yet Scorpia really only seemed to have eyes for Catra. For her part, Catra seemed to be more interested in Entrapta. The entire situation was a Gordian Knot, and she had decided it was time to draw her sword and chop the fiddly little bastard in half.

Everyone was in the main common area sharing drinks and junk food. She strolled over as calmly as she could and gave a little salute. "Lieutenants, there are some things I would like to discuss with the both of you, privately?" She could swear she caught Lonnie rolling her eyes, but forced herself to ignore it. She was already snarky about every single thing in existence, this was nothing new.

Scorpia, true to form, stood and saluted back to her. "At ease there, soldier, no need for the formality."

"Yeah, chill the fuck out, 'Wizard'. You can just ask us to have a chat." Catra stood as well, hands dug into her pockets, taking a few easy strides toward her.

"Yes, well, um, we can just ah... Yes. This way." She quickly moved down into back end of the warehouse, leading them both into her room. She sat cross-legged on the floor and made space for both of them. Catra took an impressively unconventional posture next to her while Scorpia tucked her legs under herself with surprising daintiness. "I won't bother skirting the issue. I believe that the three of us all need to sleep together."

Catra was mid-sip of her beer, and naturally had a rather violent reaction to this suggestion. She was coughing and sputtering up the cheep alcohol, while Scorpia cast a wide glance at her. "Uhhh, where uhh... where is this coming from, Entrapta?"

She sighed, feeling exasperated that they somehow hadn't made the same series of mental connections she had. Her eyes rolled reflexively for the moment. "I had already begun developing feelings for Scorpia. Catra, after you and your team arrived, she was immediately and obviously smitten. And it hasn't escaped my notice that you look at me and play with my pigtails quite frequently. Perhaps none of our affections are returned exactly the way we would want. But it would bring us closer than ignoring it."

There was a long silence, after which Scorpia cleared her throat. "That's not totally true. You're, like, amazing and adorable, Wizard. But... maybe jumping directly to sex isn't the most perfectest idea ever."

Catra broke out in loud laughter, clutching at her stomach. "Aww, c'mon Scorp! Don't be such a prude. I've always wanted to try a threesome. But fine, I'll just be slightly less impatient." Catra looked over at her with a puckish grin. "You've got balls, Entrapta."

Both her and Scorpia exchanged a glance. "Uhh, ixnay on the allsbay there, Kitty."

Well, the topic was broached, there was hardly any sense in tiptoeing now. "I do have them. Literally. I'm transgender, Catra. But no harm done."

Surprisingly, she just shrugged at that and stretched out across the floor. "Pfft, this feels like a slumber party or something."

"Ooh! Slumber party, yes!" Scorpia clapped excitedly.

After a moment's consideration, Entrapta's head cocked slightly to the side. "Hmm, I've never been to a slumber party before."

"Yeah, fuck, it was always just me and Ad- Ugh, she who shall not be named. No slumber parties for me either."

"...hm. Same. Didn't have a ton of friends in general. Damn. We should fix that."

Entrapta threw up her hands and cheered excitedly. "Slumber party!"

Angella looked around the living room in amazement. "I haven't been gone that long, Glimmer. How have things changed this drastically?"

Her daughter at least had the good sense to look embarrassed. "Well! You already know about Bow. And Netossa and Spinnerella. Um, and Perfuma. So anyway Bow was helping out Seahawk and Mermista after his car kinda caught fire. And... we picked up Adora when she was hitchiking. And also we are... dating. So also... mom, I want you to meet my... girlfriend! Adora!"

The blonde had the equally good sense to look embarrassed and also terrified. Angella knew she could sometimes be a little intimidating. She crossed her arms and sighed deeply, then finally relented and offered a hand to the girl. "I can't pretend to understand this, but the house is in order. And I haven't seen Glimmer look this happy in a while. So... welcome. You had better take good care of both or I will come down on you like a hurricane."

At least she had a firm handshake. That probably counted for something. She withdrew her hand and started to smile. "It's good to finally meet you, ma'am. Um, Glimmer tells me you're an ambassador?"

"Yes. I spend most of my time in Eternia. But I do my best to pop back whenever the opportunity presents itself. It's... a relief, if I'm honest, to see that things are going well here." Still... There was no time like the present. As fluidly as she could, she placed a hand on Adora's shoulder and started leading her away toward her study. "If you wouldn't mind, there's something I'd like to show you."

"Mom!" Well, they couldn't grow out of everything, could they? "Do you have to do this right now?"

Bow, bless his heart, gave a big grin. "I think she does. It's an important tradition."

"Wh-? Wait, what's going on?" Adora was starting to look a bit distressed, poor thing.

Angella clicked her tongue softly as she led her away into a more private space, closing the doors behind them. "I just wanted to have a quick little one-on-one with you, Adora. Glimmer's my only daughter, and with my husband gone, she's all I have in this world. So I need to be certain that she's not in danger of being hurt."

The look of pure shock on her face was a good sign. Not overacted, quite earnest. "Of course not! She was nice enough to take me in when just giving me a ride would have been more than enough." She hesitated for just a moment, adjusting her stance. "You... ah... should probably know about me though. And... this may make you hate me."

She gave her best warm smile, uncertain where this could be going. "I doubt that very seriously."

"I was raised by a woman in Phobos named Weaver. She is... a very high-ranking member of the Horde. She tried to make me a member but I left as soon as I found out how violent and dangerous they are. A-And now I think they might be trying to get me back."

Okay. Touche. That was a pretty good reason for her to be angry. And she might have been if she wasn't so clearly embarrassed and terrified about this. Angella released a long sigh and pulled Adora in for a tight hug. "That... is not ideal. But you have the advantage of so many friends. I'm going to be sure you have my personal number. I need your word that you will not let her heart get broken."

"Of course. Of course, Angella. Thank you. For understanding." She broke from the hug and left for the living room.

Once she was gone, she went to a nearby liquor cabinet and poured herself a very healthy portion of whiskey, then poured the whole thing down her throat. The Horde. Why was it always the Horde?