Super Pal Quad

Double the Trouble

Catra's P.O.V. 

Finally, we reached the small village that was in the Crimson Waste. I remember this place from before. It was a market place. When I was with the Horde, it was where we kept Mara's ship for awhile. It was also....where I met a certain, interesting character....

"Catra? You alright?" Scorpia asked me. Melog pressed his muzzle into my palm, and I smiled, stroking his neck. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just....remembering something, that's all. Anyway, we should find the contact that has the supplies." I said. Entrapta walked over to us, with Emily rolling beside her.

"Okay, I parked the hovercraft. Nothing should be able to touch it. I put a special security defense for it so it won't get stolen." Entrapta stated. 

"Perfect. Now remember you guys, this place is not a friendly place. There are criminals and bad people here. So let's try to keep a low profile if we can. We find the contact, get the supplies, and get out of here." I said. 

"That also means...." I grabbed Entrapta's wrist, seeing as she was just about to wander off, "we have to stay together. No wandering off. Okay?" 

"Awww, fine." Entrapta said, her pigtails drooping. "Who's the contact anyway? Can we trust them?" Scorpia asked. "Apparently they've already been in constant contact with Bow already, so they seem trustworthy enough. I think he's a dark elf named Zane." I said.

"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go find them!" Entrapta stated. I made sure to lead the way through the market, using the tracker pad I had. This contact, Zane, had set up coordinates for us to go to. So we just needed to head to these coordinates and pick up the supplies. "Huh, there are more people here than I remember." Scorpia said. "Really? It's not always this busy?" Entrapta said.

"Actually yeah, it is a bit busier than before. Maybe more people moved here after the war. There were a lot of homes destroyed....so this might've been the safest place for most people to stay." I said. "Interesting...." Entrapta smiled as she pulled out a recorder, pressing a button, "entry log 203: social experience 89. Though this is my first time in the Crimson Waste, I have been informed that there are more people occupied here than usual. This may indeed be one of the results of the war, for people sought refuge from Horde Prime. Is it possible that this place has become more safe for such a reason? Or are there more untrustworthy people than ever?" she said.

"You still do those entry logs?" I said.

"Oh yes, for just about everything." Entrapta stated. "And she means everything. She did it a bunch whenever she came to visit in the Fright Zone." Scorpia said. She looked over, and perked up. 

"Oooh, Catra look!" Scorpia squealed. I looked to where she was pointing. Nearby, there was a food stand, with delicious smelling barbecue chicken on a stick. The smell had struck my nose, and it smelled incredible. 

"I don't think we ate before we left, did we? Should we try it out? Cause I dunno about you, but I'm hungry." Scorpia said. I could hear my stomach growl, and I chuckled. "Sure, why not?" I said. We walked over to the stand, and the guy at the stand greeted us with a smile. He was some sort of reptilian man, with a long snout and yellow eyes, really similar to Rogelio actually. "What'll it be?" he asked, his voice rough but somewhat kind.

"Three of those barbecue chicken sticks please." I said. The guy nodded, grilled up three sticks, and glazed over the barbecue sauce. Scorpia and I stared wide eyed, licking our lips. 

"Oh wow, that just....wow. Tha-That looks good." she said. 

"Yeah it does..." I murmured. He held out the sticks to us, and Scorpia took them. I dug into my coin bag. "How much?" I asked.