And They Were Roomates: A Catradora Story

chapter 4

   Chaos erupted all around. There were several screams and loud exclamations of "What in magic-" that emanated from around the class. Catra, having jumped out of her seat abruptly, watched in shock as Adora quickly stood up and summoned her magical sword.

   The dragon was seemingly quite distressed by its predicament and started to spit flames from between its dagger-like teeth. Catra watched Adora grimace against the heat and approach the dragon from behind.

   Catra's heart constricted and she found it hard to breathe. Adora was just going to go and risk her life like that?

   Catra knew that as the "chosen one" Adora probably felt compelled to protect everyone. After all, she was probably the most powerful mage out there. But this dragon was not worth her dying.

   She has to die either at my hands or saving the world, thought Catra. Most likely both.

   Before she even realized what she was doing, Catra had stormed forward and pulled Adora back by the shoulder. The dragon whipped around and spewed another stream of fire right where Adora had been standing.

   Any other heroic action from Catra towards Adora would usually result in Adora grinning and saying slyly "Are you sure that wasn't because you like me?" Even though Catra was always cold or snide towards Adora, Adora never really took it personally.

   This was not one of those times.

   Adora turned around to look at Catra, an incredulous look on her face. "What the hell, Catra?! There is a dragon here and last time I checked, I'm the only one with a magic sword. Let go of me!"

   Catra had not thought this through, and the fact that there was still a fire breathing dragon three meters away was not helping her. Suddenly, she remembered something she had read in her Magical Beasts class the previous year.

   "Dragons only attack when summoned." She whispered with wide eyes to Adora.

   "Huh?"

   Catra ignored Adora and walked up to the dragon. She channeled her magick through the green and yellow brooch on her chest and cast, "ladybug, ladybug, fly away home."

   The dragon looked at her and cocked its head. "Go on," Catra added awkwardly. With that, the little dragon spread its wings and soared out through the hole it had created earlier.

   The other students in the class looked around, all of them in a bit of a shock. "Class....class is dismissed for today," mumbled Professor Shadoweaver before sitting down on her chair and shaking her head with a sigh. "I don't get payed enough for this shit," she muttered under her breath. She was going to need a glass of wine.

   Adora gave Catra one last look of fiery anger before grabbing Sparkles and storming out of the smoldering room.

   That was the last time Catra saw Adora, at least until she got back to their room that night