𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜

𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎

"See? At least we're still alive." Adora said, popping her head out of the spaceship.

"When you said we were going on a ride in the spaceship, I did not expect you to crash!" Catra said, pushing Adora out.

"I guess I should ask Bow to fix the autopilot," Adora chuckled. "Perfuma, how are you guys doing back there?"

"I'm fine. Hope was a real trooper during the crash." Perfuma stepped out of the flower with Hope on her leg. "However, now I can't get her off my leg. I'm not sure if it's because she's showing affection or she's still traumatized by the fall."

"Well, since it looks like we landed in the Crimson Waste, maybe Huntara can help us out," Adora said.

"You want to bring a baby into one of the most dangerous parts of all the planet? Must we take you two to parenting classes?" Perfuma asked.

"Come on, Perfuma, now that you know how to control the plants here, we'll be fine."

"Yes, but what about Hope? Won't she get thirsty and hungry?"

"We always carry food and water in case of emergencies; we'll be ok. Let's just find Huntara, she can maybe get us some parts for the ship, we'll see if we can get Bow on the tracker pad and he can tell us how to fix it."

"But what if we don't find her or what if something comes and devours us whole?"

"Adora, I get you love your friends and I can actually tolerate them from time to time but why did we bring the daughter of Mother Nature here?" Catra asked as they heard Perfuma asking questions. "I thought she and Huntara got along."

"Perfuma thinks she hasn't been spending time with Hope as everyone else has and Huntara and Perfuma haven't spoken for two weeks. I think she deserves a little time with her and besides, is there anything wrong with talking with me?"

"You know, the Crimson Waste may be full of wasteland," Catra and Adora looked up to see Huntara, sitting with her feet on her old goons. "But just know that there are always people who could be lurking around the corner."

"Huntara!" Adora and Perfuma joyously cheered. Huntara jumped off her goons and wrapped her arms around their necks.

"Nice seeing you again, flower girl. She-Ra. Horde queen. And...who's this?" Huntara blended down to look at Hope. "She some kind of hybrid?"

"This is Hope. She's our daughter." Adora said.

"You mean, you and her..." Huntara pointed fingers at them. Adora covered Perfuma's ears.

"Maybe not in front of people, yeah?" Catra said.

"You have time to be making life forms but you don't have the time to come visit any old friends," Huntara smirked at Perfuma who turned away with her with pink cheeks.

"Taking care of a baby isn't quite as easy as it sounds," Adora said.

"Yeah, and giving life to a baby isn't easy either." Catra groaned. Adora pushed her arm."I noticed these two are back." Catra stared at the goons she took control for a short period of time until they retreated from the Fright Zone. "Kyle and her lizard."

"We have names, you know?" 'Kyle' groaned. The lizard person next to her snarled.

"Don't care. Kyle suits you even after all these years." Catra smirked.

"What's that thing?" 'Kyle' pointed to Hope with a lizard in her mouth.

"Hope, spit it out," Adora said and Hope did what she was told and the lizard fell to the floor.

"Is it dead?" Perfuma asked, touching the lizard's tail with her foot.

Hunter's picked up the scaly creature. "It's dead now." Huntara's goons and the two princesses stepped away.

"I like this kid." Huntara pinched the baby's cheeks.

"She gets it from her mom." Catra smiled at her little girl on her leg.

"Catra, that's sweet but I never taught her that." Adora grabbed Hope from Catra.

"Say, kid, you wouldn't do bad here." Huntara pulled off the red jacket from Adora and ripped it up to pieces.

"My jacket." Adora pouted.

"Babe, you have plenty at home. So don't be a wimp," Catra said, held her shoulder. Huntara shredded the jacket till it came off fitting to Hope's size and slipped it on her. Hope let out a loud squeal of satisfaction. "See? She almost looks like you with the jacket." Catra wrapped her arms around Adora's waist and laid her head her shoulder.

"Are you just holding me so I don't get Huntara for ruining my jacket or is there a different reason?"

"Definitely the first one." Catra held her tighter.

"Calm yourself, blondie, no harm done. Besides, I've seen you wear that jacket more than you use that sword. You must have a supply of them."

"First, it's the tiara I wear as She-Ra, then, it's the way my hair poofs, and now, it's my jacket." Adora covered herself with her arms. "How did I end up losing to a one-year-old?"

"I've got stretch marks to prove it."

"I've got the scars from you to beat that."

"Should we worried about them?" Huntara asked Perfuma.

"I find their...conversation as their way of saying how much they care about one another. Plus, they usually have these talks about four times a week so I suppose they enjoy annoying the other." Perfuma grinned.

"So, this is the flower girl you've been talking about? She doesn't look like a flower angel." 'Kyle' snickered.

"Excuse me?" Perfuma politely asked. Huntara pushed her goons into the sand.

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Adora, Catra, and Hope has returned home with Hope asleep on Adora's shoulder.

"I can't believe you guys took my jacket." Adora pouted again.

"You'll get over it and live," Catra kissed Adora's ear. "Besides, if it helps, you can take one of my outfits and shredded them into pieces."

"With my sword?" Adora asked, looking Catra with pleading eyes.

"Definitely with your sword." Catra kissed Adora's cheek and grabbed her daughter to go out her down for her nap.

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A/N: so today was slow and i was like, "uggggghhhh i want to die!!!" but then i was like, "but i still have much to live for, so suck it up, sal!"

oh and this and the other stories were just to get something...fresh because this week was mainly getting things ready for thanksgiving. also expect other stories and two more chapters from 'dreams and heartbreak' since that went m.i.a for a while.