Invisible

Flowers for She-Ra

(Here it is. It's terrible, but hope you enjoy it)

The cadets were training in the Fright Zone. "Where's Catra? She's supposed to be here." Lonnie asked.

"Not anymore, cadet Lonnie." Catra dropped onto the ground.

"Why aren't you dressed?"

"Oh, Lonnie, Lonnie... sweet, dumb, Lonnie." She tapped her badge.

"They made you Force Captain?"

"Congrats, Catra!" Kyle said, as he dangled upside down.

"Hordak knows a good thing when he sees it. Now that I'm in charge, Shadow Weaver won't be the only one...Uh..." She trailed off as Shadow Weaver appeared behind her. She saluted. Shadow Weaver pointed and she and Catra walked into a locker room.

"Wait...If Catra's leaving to be Force Captain, don't we need a new recruit?" Lonnie said. Just then, Katze dropped down onto the robot, and stabbed where it's 'eye' is. The robot crackled with electricity and powered down. To add insult to injury, she dropped a match into it and jumped off, as the robot exploded. "You're our new recruit?"

"Yeah, yeah, don't get all upset just cause I destroyed that robot in under thirty seconds," Katze replied, waving her hand dismissively. Lonnie scoffed.

"That's not what I was referring to."

"Yeah, well, it's what was implied."

"IT WAS NOT!"

"Yeah, you're definitely jealous."

"Of what? Your amazing skills to destroy machines and always result in an explosion?"

"I mean, yeah. Who wouldn't want to make everything end in fire and explosions?"

"This is going to be a disaster," Lonnie muttered, her face in her hands.

***

"Okay, so we've been working on killing the Whispering Woods, but something is wrong with the machine. It stopped working a little while ago," a soldier explained to Shadow Weaver. Katze looked up from where she was reading her book a little ways away.

"What's been happening?" She asked, closing the book.

"It's been smoking and not sucking up as much life."

"I might be able to help. That is, if I can go?" Katze looked at Shadow Weaver, who scowled.

"You'll just make things worse."

"All right, report your failure to Hordak. That's fine." She started to walk back to her corner, but Shadow Weaver stopped her.

"Fine. But if this mission ends in a failed machine, you will not be allowed near anymore machines. AND NO FIGHTING! You are going there to repair the machine, and repair it only."

"Great! Plumeria, right?"

"Yes-" Before anyone could say anything else, Katze was gone. She reached the skiff area in under a minute, taking as many shortcuts as possible. Soon enough, she reached the Horde camp.

"Okay, where's the machine?" She asked the nearest soldier, who scowled. 

"And why should I trust you-"

"I have clearance from Shadow Weaver. Just point and I'll figure it out." The soldier narrowed her eyes and pointed to a building. 

"I'm watching y-" Katze once again disappeared. She grinned eagerly at the sight of the giant machine, its cords stretching and overlapping. 

"Entrapta would have a field day with this." Carefully, she studied it. "Okay, so obviously this isn't working." She gestured to the giant machine's many large parts. "Maybe more compact... This is far too easy to attack-" Someone cleared their throat. "Right. Smoking machine. How...to stop...the...smoking." She poked a panel, and it fell off, causing a mini explosion. "Faulty machinery. Understandable." A bundle of wires fell out of where the panel was. "And refusing." She pulled out a pair of pliers, and began to rewire the wires. "Next step. We need to fix the panels." She looked through her materials. "Blowtorch...blowtorch, blowtorch, blowtorch. Where is my blowtorch!?" She groaned and stood up, beginning to search the camp outside for a blowtorch. At one point, a soldier looked carefully at her, before being dragged away by two others.

"Rebels spotted!" Someone yelled. 

"Oh, come on!" Katze groaned. "I can't even finish one project!?" A horn blows, and plants begin creeping over the wall. "Now would be a really great time to find a- Blowtorch." She picked it up, and turned the dial to its max. The sparks caught onto a vine, erupting it in a few seconds. "Oh, I can work with this." A blond-haired man with a flower wreath ran up to her, and began beating her with a branch. She gave him a deadpan look, and without breaking eye contact, lit the branch on fire. He screamed, dropped it, and ran away. She burst into laughter, which stopped as she caught sight of the base, where a golden glow was emerging. "FOR THE LOVE OF-" 

"Retreat!" Katze scowled, but boarded her skiff, and drove back to the Horde.