Chapter Six: Golden Paradise

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Yesterday night was rather an...interesting experience for the two rivals. After exchanging hints of mutual emotion, they pondered off into a deep sleep until late morning came. The echoing sound of a scowling bird instantly wakes Adora up.

Adora: AH!

The startled blondie bolts up from her rest, held back by a tight tug over her neck.

Catra: (Slumbering purrr noises) n-no...dun'...leave me...

Adora looks down at the sleeping Catra, gulping as she is trapped within' the feline's grasp. Something flickers inside of Adora's head, remembering the entire process of last night.

Adora: [whoa...I just did that...]

Her cheeks puff a soft red before meeting her eyes with Catra's peaceful face. This brings her back to the simpler days where her and Catra actually had an ongoing friendship...but boy, would Adora even consider this 'friendship' bonding at the moment?

Adora: pspspspsp...catra.

Her quiet words doesn't phase Catra one bit as she just continues to sleep.

Adora: Catra!

The disturbed cat opens up her eyes in a panic.

Catra: WHA-

Her forehead bumps onto Adora's.

Adora: O-Ow...
Catra: oof...

The two rubs both of their own heads before staring off at each other. Catra notices her arm around Adora's neck then takes it off with an

Catra: EEP!

Adora's eyes widen up at the cute sound that came from Catra of all people.

Catra; W-What are you looking at? Get off of me you weirdo!

Adora: And if I don't?

Catra: I-I'll...

The feline turns her head to the side with a mumble.

Catra: kiss you...

A flush of blush runs across Adora's face as she looks shocked. Smirking confidently, the blondie makes kissy lips as she comes closer to Catra's face.

Adora: Mwah, Mwah, Mwah~

Catra: HEY, I WAS KIDDING! HISSSS!!

Catra shoves Adora's head away then quickly crawls up to her feet, turning her back on Adora.

Catra: Jeez...were you infected last night? Because you're acting drunk.

Adora pulls herself off the ground laughing.

Adora: Oh trust me, if your lips were an infection, I'd consider myself a sick person.

Catra growls out a disgusted groan before leaping away from the cave.

Catra: you. are. so. lame.

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