She-Ra fics (2018)

She-Ra inspires people... Adora doesn't.

Adora faces some confidence issues before the big battle.
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"Warriors! Front and centre!" Glimmer shouted. Adora remembered being in their position less than a year ago and was very glad she was on this side of the line this time. Thanks to Entrapta, the Rebellion had managed to kidnap and reset a few Horde clones and ex-servers and, upon Glimmer's assistance, began to train them in their fighting. More bodies equals more firepower or something like that.

"This is Adora, and she is your commander." Glimmer barked, walking down the line, glaring at each ex-Horde server. Adora stood with her hands behind her back. "I, or Bow, will be supervising for the first couple of days and make sure you are respectful, do I make myself clear!?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The clones chanted. "Good. The punishment will vary on the disrespect, and be entirely down to commander Adora." She continued. Adora felt all the eyes on her at that moment. Glimmer nodded slightly, indicating she should talk. "The smallest punishment will be five laps around the grounds, and the largest will be to clean the bathrooms, followed by prepping and cooking for every single member of the camp, and clearing up every single night for one week! Is that clear?!" She shouted. Glimmer's face broke into a small smile, proud of Adora's confidence. "What if we do something that warrants worse than that?" An old sever shouted. Glimmer glared and made her way down, but Adora beat her to it. "Then you will do ten laps around camp, clean the toilets, separate prep the food, cook the food, sharpen every single weapon we have, and then do another ten laps around camp!" She snapped back.

"And worse than that?" The server argued back. "Remember your place," She warned. The girl continued to glare. "Then you deal with me, and I am not a patient person. Do I make myself clear?" She glared. The woman huffed and stepped back in line.

Another one stepped forward, a thin boy. "What if we have a question to ask? How do we address you?" Adora snorted. "You will address Adora as you would any other commander, and approach her as you have me," Glimmer snapped.

"What makes you so special?" Another voice shouted. "Step forward!" Glimmer barked. The man in question did, and Adora almost laughed. "What makes me so special?" She repeated.

"She's She-Ra, you idiot!" The thin boy hissed. "Exactly that. Do you know what it is She-Ra has done?" Glimmer addressed. Nobody answered. "Not only! Did she free Dryl from the Horde, she also beat half the army sent to us, on! Her! Own!" Glimmer yelled. "Anyone could do that," The voice grumbled. "Ten laps around camp! Go!" Adora barked.

His comment stung though. That certainly wasn't what she was told, she was hailed and dubbed the Hero of Etheria.

Adora didn't eat dinner that night, she chose to sit by the lake instead.

"Hey, I brought you some food," Glimmer quietly spoke as she sat down. Adora laid her head on her shoulder. "What's the matter, Adora?" She asked. "Warriors heckle at you, they're just testing their position. You did it to me when I first started... remember?" She spoke with a smirk. Adora snorted. She sighed. "It's not that it... I miss being She-Ra," She mumbled. "But why hide behind a mask? You should be proud that you're the first She-Ra in a thousand years to even come close to beating the Horde,"

"But She-Ra impressed people... Adora... Adora doesn't," She finally whispered. "No, we're not doing that," Glimmer spoke and pulled her up to meet her eyes. "She-Ra and Adora, Adora and She-Ra, they're the same person. They're you," She spoke gently. "Some people will always believe that you and She-Ra are different people or that you did not do what you did, and that's okay. More fool them for not believing it, I say."

Adora smiled at 1/4 of her best friends. "Thank you," She met her eyes. "I didn't tell you anything that wasn't true," She smiled back. Adora rested her head back on his shoulder. "Still... thank you,"