For The Honor of Grayskull (A Catradora Fanfiction)

38 ⚔️ Adora

Before Entrapta could get crushed by the robot that seemed intent on harming her, Catra quickly jumped forward to defend her. 

"Entrapta! You need to be careful," I exclaimed, as my hand settled on the handle of my sword. 

"Entrapta, listen, it's no use! They're not listening to you!" Catra said, as she held a hand out to help her off the ground. 

Entrapta gave a slight shake of her head. 

"I can't just give up on them! They need me!" she said, as she stepped forward, only for the robot to step out at the same time and move their arm forward to grip Entrapta's hand in their own hand. They then tugged hard, which caused Entrapta's hand to come clean off. 

Glimmer hid her face in Bow's shoulder. 

"I think I'm going to be sick," she said. 

"Hey! We don't tear people's limbs off, you bastard!" Catra exclaimed, as she clawed the back of the bot's head, which caused its wiring to come right out. 

Entrapta exclaimed in horror, then, as if she was more astonished by the fact that her robot had been harmed than the fact that her hand had just come off. 

Double Trouble winced. 

"Oh honey, you are going to need some ice for that," they said. 

"We need to get Entrapta home," I said. 

"Luckily, Emily has a first aid gear with her!" Scorpia said. 

I felt my eyes widen with surprise. 

"She does?" I asked. 

Scorpia nodded and then grabbed some first aid supplies out of Emily's side compartment, so she could begin to sort out the wound that Entrapta had received. Poor Entrapta. 

Once she was okay again, Entrapta turned to Catra and her eyes narrowed. 

"You killed him! You killed Leonardo! How could you do that?" she cried out. 

"In case you didn't notice, if I hadn't had done that he might have killed someone else! He could have killed any one of us!" Catra yelled back. 

Entrapta's eyes just flickered with hurt, then, and my heart hurt for her, too, even though I knew that Catra was probably right. 

As Catra observed the tears beginning to form in Entrapta's  eyes, she took a step towards her. 

"Entrapta, I am sorry. I got angry again. I just- I didn't want anything to happen to you...or the others," she said quietly. 

Entrapta glanced towards the ground and sighed, before she raised her train of vision to meet Catra's gaze again. 

"No, you're probably right, Catra. I'm sorry I didn't listen to you guys," she said, "I messed up again. It's what I always do. I never say the right thing. I never do the right thing. I just mess everything up for everyone!" Entrapta cried. 

"Hey," Catra said then, as a meaningful glint appeared in her eyes, "That is not true. You never meant for those robots to go rogue, Entrapta! You created them to help us originally!" she added. 

I took a step forward to place a hand on Entrapta's shoulder, then. 

"She's right, Entrapta. This isn't all your fault! We both know that you never meant for this to happen and...we believe in you, alright? You're our friend. We're always going to look out for you and be here for you. I would just advise you to be a little more careful in future," I added, as I glanced towards Entrapta's unharmed hand. "Okay?" I asked. 

Entrapta nodded. 

"Of course," she said, "It's alright, of course! I can just make myself a new hand," she added. 

Of course, she could.  

Once Entrapta felt steady enough for us to move forward, Catra ended up falling into step beside me. 

"Hey," I said to her. 

"Hey," she replied, as she moved the black hood of her cloak over her head after the first droplet of rain fell upon her head. If there was one thing that Catra absolutely detested, then it was the rain. I supposed it was a cat thing. 

Catra then adjusted the collar of her red shirt and exhaled in mild frustration. 

"Are you okay?" I asked her. 

"Wouldn't you like to know?" she retorted, as she sped up the pace at which she was walking to get away from me. 

I just tried to not be too offended by that. 

As we walked on, Double Trouble soon spoke again. 

"We can stop here, darlings! This is where I keep all my outfits for when I'm practicing the art of performance! I have some spare clothes here, too, if you want to get changed and get dry," they said. 

I mumbled a thanks to Double Trouble, then, as we entered the small building. 

I then made my way into the dressing room, only for Catra to enter it at the exact same time. 

Catra groaned in irritation.

"I got here first," she said. 

"Well, I'm not leaving," I replied, as I crossed my arms over my chest. 

She shrugged, then. 

"Fine. Neither am I," she said stubbornly, as she pulled her red shirt off and got changed into a black t-shirt and black trousers. I swallowed, as my eyes lingered on her for a moment. I was getting distracted. I decided to tear my eyes away from Catra and focused on changing into a white sweater and jeans. At least these articles of clothing would keep me warm in the event of another torrential downpour. 

I turned back to Catra after I had finished getting changed, to find that her eyes were trained on the ground. 

"Uh...Catra, are you okay?" I asked her. 

"If you're really wondering, I was just giving you some privacy," she said. 

"Oh honey, we know that's been invaded plenty of times in the past," I said, as I winked at her. 

Catra went as red as the berries that grew around Madame Razz's. 

She gave me a gentle shove on the way out of her dressing room. 

"Shut up," she said. 

I scoffed and soon headed out after her, as I felt the corner of my mouth twitch up a little.