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vivaciouscynner · 1 year

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This is a Poll - Choose Your Own Adventure - When She Stopped Picking Scabs - Part 2

A few heads turned to the opening door. It wasn't until the quieting voices changed to deafened silence did more heads notice the extra guests enter the ballroom. That silence was then broken by a tiny *tink* as Scorpia's pincers pinched through the stem of her champagne glass and the room echoed of glass chattering on the floor.

"Uh- I uh- I'm sorry- I'll just um," Scorpia crouched down to pick of the broken glass, but her eyes wouldn't break away from Catra and Adora's. Each piece she picked up immediately shattered into tinier pieces.

Perfuma quietly patted her arm to help her up and let her know it was okay to just leave it.

"You... your here," came a voice. She ran her hand over glittered hair, "I mean..., you're actually here!"

"Uh yeah," she scratched the back of her head a little sheepishly, "I am, Sparkles."

Then sparkles disappeared.

"Don't teleport me, Sparkles. Don't teleport me, Sparkles!"

She reappeared with hands on Catra's shoulders and a wide, toothy grin.

"DON'T-TELEPORT-ME-SPARKLES!"

🌟 poof 🌟

🌟 poof 🌟 again

They stood on a narrow beam of a decorative arch that jut from the wall. Catra's reaction to the change of perspective was not taken lightly. Her nails dug in and clung to the adjacent wall with a noticeable *scrtch*.

"Are you crazy!?" she shrieked. "A-Adora she's tryin' to kill me!"

"Glimmerrrrr...," came a weak admonishment.

"This will only take a second," she rebuffed and then turned to the small group of friends in her ball room. "She's here you guys! Everyone say happy birthday!"

And everyone, from below, raised their glasses - except for Scorpia who raised her pincer instead - and wished her one in an uproar of collected voices.

"Th-thanks," she said back. She looked at them. The smiles on their faces. She wondered if they really did this every year or if they knew she'd come around this time. Or maybe they'd chanced Adora convincing her to come. Waves of joy with a hint of guilt filled her. Guilt only because she refused so many times. They had to have understood why..., right?

Either way, it was her day.

"Alright Sparkles," she said in a way that only Glimmer could hear. Only a small taste of a growl was in her voice. "Get me down."

Glimmer smiled in a way that seemed to between pushing her off the ledge and making her land on her feet or teleporting her down nicely. "Sure thing, Horde Scum."

🌟 poof 🌟

Catra held her head and gave a mild groan. Glimmer only told her that she should be used to it by now and elbowed her. When Catra looked up again, she saw those same smiling faces looking back. She said, "What...?" in that elongated questioning voice that searched those questioning faces.

The crowd seemed reserved. Perfuma wanted to start, but so did Bow and they both stopped to let the other speak first. Then it was Scorpia, Frosta, and Sea Hawk's turn to fumble their words over each other. Then finally, it was Entrapta who broke the cringe with a shriek, "Oh, this is taking way too long! I've already done this social experiment. Catra, have some tiny hors d'oeuvres." Quickly, a flash of purple had curled around a group of micro-quiches and promptly shoved into Catra's mouth before she could protest.

And Catra, with residual anger after being teleported uncomfortably was now finding new irritation with being force fed. That was, of course, until the flavors melted over her tongue. She took a long breath from her nose, "These are-" she chewed more. "These are good." Entrapta clapped her fingertips in celebration along side her prehensile hair doing the same.

"Oh, by the way," she said as she raised a clump of her hair and dividing it eight ways like fingers of a mutated hand. She began to count off, "Frosta wants to know if you want to see the cooler ice sculpture of you and her punching things. Apparently you have a lot of spikes."

"Entrapta! it was supposed to be a surprise!"

Completely ignoring, Entrapta continued, "Mermista wants you to 'chill out' at the hot tub with her for quote unquote girl talk which I find strange. It's usually just her talking about her husband and the things he sets on fire and the current book obsession she has." A groan emanated from behind. "But we all know how you are with your," she lowered her voice even though everyone could still hear, "fear of water." She continued, "Spinnerella and Netossa said they arranged for all of us to play laser tag later tonight and you're on their team."

"Entrapta come on!"

"Perfuma and Scorpia want you to dance with them when the music starts again. She would be starting the music? I actually felt my hips move, it was very fascinating. Anyway, Bow and Glimmer-"

Glimmer teleported her away before she could say more. Bow then explained, "Uhh, sorry about that. We're all just excited to see you. Surprised too. Good surprised. And um, welcome!

Catra had to blink to process. "I really don't know what to say."

Adora wrapped her arms around her from behind, "Happy birthday."

Bow gestured at the distant Entrapta on the other side of the room where Catra assumed Glimmer was explaining why Entrapta couldn't just spoil all their gift ideas like that. Bow asked,

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vivaciouscynner · 1 year

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When She Stopped Picking Scabs

by VivaciousCynner

"Okay."

"Okay?" This was new. Adora was suspicious. Any moment now Catra would call her an idiot. Any moment. She narrowed her eyes at Catra and waited for that nonplussed expression to change. Something where her eyes would round their sockets and spit-laugh an insult.

They sat on the edge of the bed together. An invite to a party rested in Catra's hands. The torn envelope, with royal seal, rested in Adora's.

"I'm serious," she said, "I'm 40 and I need to forgive myself like you said," she sighed because Adora instantly started squirming with contained excitement, "Adora!"

"I'm sorry, go ahead," and yet she still held a toothy smile while she listened. The kind that said I'm trying to be patient but not really.

She grumbled another sigh. "I'm 40. It's not fair to you that I keep punishing myself when we can enjoy things together. So..., let's enjo- Adora! Why are you crying!? It wasn't even that deep!"

Adora leap-hugged her wife. Arms wrapped around brown-gray hair, still unbrushed, as she pinned Catra to the bed. "I'm not crying," she sniffled, "I've just been waiting for this."

She groaned a little to the tight hug, "I know." They were silent a moment and then Catra gave her a peck on the cheek. "Come on, we should get ready."

Adora vibrated with excitement, hand-sprung off Catra, and dashed to the closet giggling. And then she yelled, "Catra!" "What? Wha- What's wrong?"

She poked her ahead around the door frame out of the closet with calm demeanor, "What should I wear? Should I go suit this time? Pants and shirt? Dress? Shorts?" Then she looked at Catra suggestively, "Skirt?" Suggesting what was a question of its own.

Catra flopped backwards into her pillows and let out an irritated groan, "This was a mistake."

"Catra!"

"Okay! It's not a mistake but tone it down a notch, I'm just a year older. It's not that important."

Adora relaxed her shoulders a little and made her way to the edge of the bed. She sat somewhat in front of her. "Catra, you turning 40 or a million-"

"That's a bit much."

Adora dismissed without skipping a beat, "-isn't important. It's you. It's not that you made it to some number. It's the day. Today would be less good without you. It's celebrating you."

"But I'm-"

"Forgiven. Loved. APPRECIATED! And I don't want to hear an adjective any different, okay?" Adora stared at her and waited for some form of an agreement. Catra grunted. That was enough she supposed.

That evening, they rode up to the Castle Bright Moon on Swift Wind, albeit slowly. Catra made sure they wouldn't fly. The last thing she needed was to vomit on her clothes just as they arrive.

Swifty was panting heavily to the tiresome, uphill stride to the castle. Who knew that flying took a lot less energy than walking? His front knees buckled suddenly forcing Adora and Catra to lean back hard to compensate for the imbalance. As Adora leaned forward slowly to check on him, he shot he head up and very nearly bashed Adora's head in. He shouted a big, "WOO! I DON'T KNOW HOW I DID THIS BEFORE I HAD WINGS! This is just AWFUL, Adora!" He shared a few more complaints before allowing them off his back.

Catra took an irritated slow breath in, straightened her clothes, and smoothed her lightly bristled tail outside the palace doors. Her nose flared a moment, "Oh good, I sure am glad I smell like a musty fowl."

"Hey, this wouldn't have been a problem if you let me fly. It's not my fault you have the tummy resistance of a small child who ate too much ice cream." He gasped for air, "WOO! I'm uh, just gonna take a breather over here, you guys go on ahead." He then slumped to the ground and muttered, "Please stop looking at me."

Catra snorted, "Alright, don't have to tell me twice." She received a jab from her dear wife. "Uh, fine. Thank you for the ride."

Good enough, Adora thought. It was Catra's birthday after all. And as Catra headed to the door dressed in black slacks and a light-gray blazer, patterned with branches of gold around the collar which seemed to travel down and line the seams of her pockets and the edges of the garment, Adora took a short moment to check on Swifty and affirm he wasn't about to keel over. With a pat and glow that washed over Swift Wind's head, Adora parted with a nod.

When Adora caught up with Catra before entering, Catra shook her head at her. "He's not taking care of himself. You gotta stop magic-ing him better all the time."

"Pff, it's fine. He's fine. Also, I have something to tell you." A raised brow and an encouraging jostle of Catra's head later: "I forgot to tell Glimmer we're coming." She faced the door and continued to walk into the palace.

And while Catra watched her wife, dressed in that black, knee-high and pleated skirt that delicately cinched a waist - and the red halter that exposed the still very toned muscles of her shoulders - she shook her head and lightly admonished Adora under her breath.

As they entered the halls lined with royal guards who stood with quiet rigidness, Catra stayed close to Adora as they headed to the ball room. Hip to hip and tail that brushed against Adora's thigh.

Adora turned to Catra, "Ready?"

Catra's jaw shifted a little. Uneasy. "i think you know the answer to that." Adora kissed her temple, it'll be fine. Remember, they are literally celebrating you.

Catra breathed a slow sigh, "I guess."

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vivaciouscynner · 1 year

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oh right, i forgot about the choose your own adventure story again. Sorry. It's been absurdly busy. I can usually bang one out before going to bed if I don't care about quality

i guess while i'm here i'll update you on Divinity and Her Flaws: So yeah, Chapter 12 still in progress. I really don't have a timeframe when it'll be done. I have very specific and important scenes to put in and because I DO care about the quality, it's taking me a long time to get sentences and paragraphs to sound right.

I swear my process is like:

just write a simple sentence, get the thought out

okay now describe this

DON'T FUCKING FORGET HER TAIL... AND... AND HER EARS

DON'T FORGET HOW THINGS SMELL, OMG GO BACK, DID YOU FORGET TO DESCRIBE .... THE LEAF?!?!?! OH YOU BIG FUCKING IDIOT!

wait that's an american saying. make everything easy to translate

i don't know what i'm doing

cry

[everyday i- punches wall meme]

delete

retry

goddamn it, is it night or day now? why is it night? didn't they just wake up? Wasn't in morning in the last paragraph?

screaming

well that's enough writing today

The writing: "Adora giggled."

so, you know, buttery smooth writing - no troubles at all haha

Just also know that I have like work and school to do which unfortunately has higher priority. So I apologize for those delays - i am suffering lol.

I also need to read a little more to get INTO writing mode because my writing degrades if that's all I do.

ANYWAY, that's where I'm at.

#thanks for being patient with me #spop #catradora #fics #Divinity and Her Flaws #pollsadventure

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