After the disaster of this morning's bus ride, Adora decided to walk Catra home. Catra moped out of the schoolhouse, still in her crimson red uniform.
"Hey, Catra!" Adora giggled.
Catra looked around nervously, before rushing to Adora.
"What's wrong?"
We need to be quiet, before Shadow Weaver -"
"Adora! My star pupil. The woman scoffed at the sight of Catra. "How is your family?"
"Good, fighting for Etheria has brought us closer than ever." Adora smiled politely.
Sister Weaver nodded, letting the girls go halfway down the sidewalk. "Adora?"
"Yes, Sister Weaver?"
" What is 56x6?"
"504?"
"Good girl. Be safe on the roads." Sister Weaver smiled as she descended into the brick schoolhouse.
"Be safe on the roads." Catra mocked. "I hope she gets into a bus crash."
"Catra!"
"What?"
Adora went quiet for a bit, before smirking. "Let's go to my place. We'll work on homework and make cupcakes. I'm sure your folks won't mind."
"Me neither, Catra suddenly dashed away. "Last one there is a rusted switchblade!"
"You're on!" Adora laughed as she sprinted after her girlfriend.
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Adora's Lament (A Catradora AU)
General Fiction; Modern AU Adora and Catra have spent years together. Catra had lost her greatest role models to the war, while Adora's wealthy family has hidden peacefully from the front lines. The two have never investigated each other's views on the war, but t...
