She-Ra And The Princesses Of Power: A New Best Friend Squad Mission!

Chapter Five: The Promise Of Love

[Catra POV]

"Those parties are exhausting." I tell Adora as we walk back into her room. Our room, now I suppose. Adora laughs at me as she kicks off her little white heels. How she's managed to walk around the whole evening in those, I'll never know.

"You'll have to get used to them. After everything that's happened these last few months, there will be a lot of parties around Etheria. As my girlfriend, you'll have an invite to many, if not all." Adora explains. I smirk.

"Say that again."

"Say what again?" She responds.

"What's my role again?" I ask. Adora smirks back at me.

"Ohhh. You like me calling you my girlfriend." She realises.

"Whatever, don't make a big deal." I say, shrugging my red over-shirt off my shoulders.

"Wow, you like me." Adora teases, before grabbing me in a headlock. "That must be so embarrassing for you." She rubs my head with her fist. The last time she did this, I had my long hair, so this feels a lot different, not to mention the fact that we're not in some fake portal reality this time around.

"Get offa me, you idiot. I never said anything about liking you."

"Riiight." Adora scoffs. "Luckily for you, I'm really tired, so I'm gonna get my pyjamas and sleep. Glimmer says that one of the servants put a spare pair in the drawer for you. She figured it'd be nice for you to have some new ones. Want them?" Adora asks, offering me a smile as she opens the drawer, pulling out her tank top and shorts.

"Sure. Uh, where's the bathroom? Saving the world is great, and so is the food that comes afterwards, but I really need to brush my teeth." I ask.

"Oh yeah, it's just over there." Adora points at a door on the left hand side of the room. "It wasn't originally another room, but we did a little reconstructing after the Battle of Bright Moon." That seemed fair enough, given how much damage had happened during that particular battle.

"So you always had a-" I stop when I open the door, and take in the sight before me.

"-bathroom?" In front of me is a small room, with a bathtub in the centre, a sink, a toilet and even two little cupboards.

"Impressive, right?" Adora says from behind, wrapping her arms around my waist.

"I guess, if you're a spoiled princess." I shrug, moving her arms. "I'll cuddle later, I wanna brush my teeth right now." I chuckle. Adora pecks my cheek.

"Okay. The little red brush is yours."

"I'll be right in." I tell her.

*****

I thought that maybe after my peaceful nap in the afternoon, sleeping at night wouldn't be a problem. I was wrong.

*****

"You will be of use to me yet." Those words sent a chill through me, as I stared up at Prime.. I should have tried to fight again, but it was no use. I'd already surrendered. 'For Adora', I remind myself.

"Do what you want." I shrug.

"Now, little sister. Where has all of your fight gone?" Prime asks, looming above me.

"I told you before. I don't care what you do to me." I spit.

"And I told you, I will get to your precious Adora."

"She's not-" Prime grips my face, tightly, and images of Adora suddenly swarm to the forefront of my mind. So many images it hurts. As little kids, four years old and the promise we made to each other. When we were ten and Rogelio accidentally scratched Adora, when we were twelve, and Adora broke her wrist when she fell from the rickety steps we always used to get to our hangout point (Shadow Weaver was not happy about that). When we were fifteen, I stole all of Adora's hair ties, and she was so mad at me for it, not only because it made her late to training, but she'd tripped and fell into one of the trap zones too, blaming it on the hair in her face. So many more memories, even after she left the Horde. Princess Prom, the Battle of Bright Moon, when I took her captive, the Portal...it all appears painfully real again.