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Supercorptober Day 29 - Bonfire

“I said I was sorry!”

“Sorry doesn’t help us right now, Kara!”

“Don’t shout at me.” Kara pouts. “Everything will be just fine, I promise.”

Lena turns away from her, her feet sinking into the sand of the beach. “We are trapped on an island in the middle of nowhere, Kara. I don’t see how anything is going to be just fine.”

Kara wriggles her toes wishing for nothing more than to be barefoot so she can feel the sand against her skin. “Let’s take a walk up the beach, there might be someone around to help us.”

“We’re on a deserted island, there won’t be anyone to help us.”

“There’s no proof it’s deserted, you’re just assuming that. Come on.” Kara offers her elbow to Lena, jiggling it a little when Lena doesn’t immediately grab hold and start walking with her.

Lena takes her arm with a huff, trudging her way through the sand in her ungodly heels, wincing at the abrasion of the sand catching beneath her toes.

The crashing of waves soothe Lena’s headache somewhat, the water a calming device that she didn’t know she needed in this precarious situation.

“I just – I thought you’d gotten better at knowing when you’re at your limits, so having you be forced to land on a random island because your powers are giving out is a really strange thing to happen.” Lena says, voice much calmer now.

Kara shakes her head. “I thought so too, it just hit me that I felt tired and then it became harder to fly. There’s a chance that I could have made it back but I didn’t want to risk trying when I had such precious cargo.”

That draws a smile out of Lena, albeit a small one.

With Lena’s hand wrapped tightly around Kara’s arm, using her as a crutch so she doesn’t lose her footing in the loose sand, they wander on along the beach. Lena’s nerves rising while Kara looks perfectly serene, content in their stroll.

It’s only when Lena sees the comforting wisps of smoke from up the beach and nestled into the treeline that she lets herself smile. “Kara, if there’s fire then there must be people!”

Kara grins at her. “Let’s go check it out then.”

Kara has to scurry to keep up with Lena, her hand still clinging to the blonde’s arm as she drags her across the sand, never taking her eyes off the smoke.

They reach the treeline, Kara wrapping her arm around Lena’s waist when they get close enough to see the flames.

It’s a full fledged bonfire, set up perfectly with log benches surrounding the fire pit. Lena turns to Kara, excited. “I think we hit it jackpot.”

“Yeah, and take a look up there, babe.” Kara points up a small gravel path leading further into the trees to where a wooden chalet sits in a small clearing.

Lena’s jaw drops. “What the-“

“I may have told a tiny lie about losing my powers. Happy surprise vacation!” Kara grins, chest puffed out in pride.

Lena stares at her, eyes wide and lips parted. “Are you being serious?”

“Deadly, I sorted it out with Jess and Sam for them to get you the week off and I took some of my vacation time from CatCo. J’onn and Nia are taking over my patrols and I checked the signal watches were all functional before I left. Our bags are already inside, Sam packed yours for you.”

A fond glaze overcomes Lena’s face, blown away that she has someone in her life so willing to go to these lengths for her. “You set up a surprise vacation for us?”

“I did. You want to check out the chalet?” Kara is practically jumping for joy that Lena seems to like her surprise and hasn’t tried to complain about missing work.

Lena takes her up on her offer right away, grabbing Kara’s hand as they walk, a lot more relaxed now she knows they aren’t stranded here. Thank fuck.

The chalet is beautiful, both inside and out. The space is open and light, plants littering almost every surface. Kara takes her right through to the bedroom.

Lena giggles at the rose petals covering the bed and the bottle of champagne waiting for them in an ice bucket on one of the nightstands. “Why, Ms. Danvers, are you trying to seduce me?”

Kara smiles as she pulls Lena into a kiss before whispering against her lips. “Maybe, is it working?”

Lena suddenly pulls back. “Was it complementary with the booking?”

The look on Kara’s face gives her answer away.

“Knew it.” Lena hit her with a cheeky grin. “Nice try though, darling.”

Kara’s shoulder slump and her lips form a pout. “Fine, fine. It was complementary, but I still very much intend to enjoy it.”

“Me, too. Shall we crack the champagne open?”

Kara grabs the bottle and the glasses sitting beside the ice bucket. “How about we take this outside? It will be nice to sit by the pool with a glass.”

Kara wanders outside with Lena hot on her heels. “There’s a pool too?”

Lena gasps at the pool around the back of the chalet, the sun glistening through the water. “You’ve outdone yourself.”

“Why, thank you.” Kara drops pours the champagne and places the bottle between two lounge chairs then presses the button to make her super suit dematerialize.

It’s not Lena’s fault that her girlfriend is extraordinarily hot and is now standing in front of her in nothing but a bikini, looking absolutely radiant. “That’s an even better surprise.”

Kara Danvers in a midnight blue bikini with all of her godly muscles on show – yes please.

Lena licks her lips. “Damn.”

Kara hits Lena with the sexiest smirk she’s ever seen her pull off. “Good?”

“Great, I’m going to go see if Sam packed me anything good, I wouldn’t want you to feel like you’re the only one making an effort.” Lena looks back over her shoulder at Kara one last time, praying that her best friend has packed her something that will make Kara drool.

She comes out not two minutes later in a simple black bikini with straps scissoring across her waist. She’s not all that fond of them because of the tan lines she’s certain they’ll leave but all in all, this is the perfect set to make Kara lose her mind.

And lose her mind, she does. “Lena…I – wow. You’re beautiful.” Kara stutters out.

“Thank you, darling.” Lena takes the seat next to Kara, picking up her glass of champagne and taking a sip. “Although, I can’t see us staying clothed for much longer.”

Kara grins like Lena just presented her with the biggest plate of potstickers in the world. “I’m buying what you’re selling.”

Lena has to admit how endearing it is that she has ended up with a little puppy dog of a girlfriend. She really is the perfect match for her, happy to indulge Lena in her science-y rambles late at night, always boosting her self-esteem that was shattered before they met, and when necessary, she’s willing to put her foot down and tell her when she’s making a mistake, being a jerk or not looking after herself.

“Thank you for this.” Lena drops her sunglasses from the top of her head to cover her eyes so she can see Kara better.

Kara shrugs, a little shy. “It wasn’t all selfless.”

“That doesn’t mean you haven’t done something incredible for us. The only bad part of your planning was your strange idea to make me think we were stranded.”

Kara winces in embarrassment. “That wasn’t planned, I just couldn’t come up with any other excuse on the spot for why we had to land here, and I wanted you to be surprised when you saw the chalet.”

“Yeah, you’ve never been good at excuses, it’s one of your more endearing qualities, but in all seriousness, I am really grateful. I can’t believe you actually pulled it off.”

Kara laughs at Lena’s shock. “Well, I had help. I just knew that we needed a break, Lately we’ve been falling asleep on our feet between work and helping out with the set up of the new DEO. When Jess called me last week to tell me that you’d fallen asleep at your desk and I struggled to muster the energy to come get you, I knew we needed time to recharge. Jess did a lot of the work really.”

“I’m not all that surprised about that, but you’re right, we’ve been dead on our feet for weeks and something needs to give.”

“Yep, and what needs to give, is the masseuse across the island needs to give me a massage.”

“There’s a masseuse?”

“Yep.”

“I love you.”

Kara shakes her head at Lena’s sudden burst of excitement. “I know, I have us booked for a couples massage tomorrow, we get to relax for the rest of the day and then I was thinking that we could take a walk along the beach at sunset followed by snuggling by the firepit.”

“I double love you.”

“I love you too, now, I think that these bikinis are restricting our blood flow and should be removed instantly for safety reasons.”

“I’m all for safety.” Lena stands ,a goofy smile in place despite her sultry tone, and drops her bikini and revelling in the way Kara’s eyes ravish her. She truly feels like the most loved woman on the planet.

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skylarstark4826 · 1 year

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Harry a Uma "Uma is you who I love, you are my girlfriend"

************************************************************************ During the celebration, Harry thinks about his feelings after Uma's rejection, when trying to kiss her while he danced with Audrey. Harry ends up getting her help on how to correctly declare himself to his army Uma

************************************************************************ After Uma's rejection when trying to kiss her, Harry is going to dance with Audrey who, seeing what had happened between him and Uma, decides to help him by giving him advice on how to win Uma's heart.

************************************************************************ It was somewhat humiliating, to say the least. Standing alone at a party full of people. There were three other people with him just two seconds ago, but such a voice may have been too excited and one of them may have thrown Lena into the fire. Harry Hook, a week before this day, had spent more than half a year without his captain, and he was a miserable boy. As next in command, he was in charge of the crew, but every time he had to think like a captain, he only thought of his captain. When they finally met, everything was fine. Normal, in fact. They had acted as if the last handful of months had never happened, that she never plunged through the barrier to urge King Ben to love her, which resulted in losing another battle against Mal and getting lost in the sea. In fact, they were closer than ever. They were no longer limited to the hook grips and the reflective moments of contact. They were hugging each other. And not like the usual hand to grab the "thank you for the training game" log. These were real hugs. The guy in which he held her against his chest while she clung to his shoulders for a brief moment in time, or the guy in which he lifted her in the air and made her turn as if she had no weight. It was new, and it was great. Maybe now things are different now, Harry thought as he danced with her. Well, not with her. She was dancing with Evie, and he was behind her, at a respectful distance, of course. However, he longed to be by her side again, to embrace her closely as he had done before. There was something new there, but I had to be sure before asking him directly. Villainous children are not the best with things like "love" or "affection". However, they knew something very similar to both: jealousy.

"¿So she's definitely not single?"

I could already feel Uma's incredulous look bored on the side of her face before her question about Mal. He almost didn't hear Evie's response. He was too busy measuring Uma's reaction from his peripheral vision. He had his attention, that was for sure, so he went on to look at Evie. Dopey's son was the first to say something, reminding Harry that he was actually her boyfriend. For a moment, Harry couldn't help but admire that title. I wish I could endure it on behalf of someone else. He felt a hard slap on his arm. Speaking of names.

"¿What's my name?"

Yep, there's the reaction that Harry was looking for, the demand for his attention. That had to count for something, didn't it? Six months ago, he would have leaned on one knee and whispered his name as if it were his last breath, but when he turned to her and realized how close they were, he didn't want to risk further separation. I also didn't want to miss another moment in the flare as I used to do. I wanted to take advantage of the moment.

"Uma"

He said simply before bowing to finally give him his first kiss. But then she dodged him. …She pushed him. …She stepped back, pushed him back and walked away, a feeling of urgency in his step as if he needed to be somewhere else, or anywhere other than near him. And now, Harry was alone. Doug and Evie had left after Uma left, leaving him in a sadly open space in the crowd. He straightened up, cleared his throat and looked around for something, anything he could do to get his mind out of that mistake. Unfortunately, he was surrounded by optimistic Auadonians, none of whom were people he knew or whom he could easily approach with a pointed hook in his hand. Until one approached him. Well, I actually dance towards him, it would be more precise. A pink blur spread towards him, and he had to extend a hand to the stranger to prevent them from being knocked both down. When he finally glimpsed her face, he realized that it was Princess Audrey, dressed in a much less terrifying outfit than the last time he saw her.

"Hi"

It was all he could gather. No cunning flirting came to my mind after being brutally and humiliatingly rejected by Uma.

"Hi"

Audrey told him in return before giving him a small bow in the greeting. Before Harry could react, she took his hand, turned him under his arm and threw him back into the dancing crowd.

"¿What are you doing?"

Harry laughed nervously, he was already looking for Uma. If she caught him dancing with another girl, it would be the end of... Well, whatever they've been doing.

"I saw you as if you needed a saving"

Audrey replied, with a good glow in her eyes. They fell into rhythm with the music, mixing with the crowd of teenagers dancing around them.

"I know I wouldn't like to be caught alone at a party as big as this, so I thought you might want a friend."

"¿Do you want to be my friend?"

Harry asked, narrowing his eyes under suspicion.

"From what I've heard, you were never too fond of vks, even before you met us, so. ..."

Audrey's little smile falteled, and her gaze fell on her feet of guilt. When he looked back at him, his expression was solemn.

"Maybe I was also hoping to make a friend"

He cleared his throat.

"Or at least, excuse me for all the problems I caused you... and thank you for saving Auradon from me."

Now Harry felt uncomfortable. I wasn't used to someone seeming so hopeful to regret it. Usually, after a comment like his, he faced an equally bitter challenge about his own gloomy past. On the other hand, this was Auradon, land of good. Maybe he also needed to adjust his attitude.

"For a princess, I'm sure you know how to cushion the mood at a party"

Harry tried to make a joke, offering an unbalanced smile to Audrey. She laughed a little at his comment and shook her head in a good mood.

"Well, at least I didn't scare my baby at a party"

Audrey told him mischievously, although the meaning of his comment fell on deaf ears.

"What about me?"

Harry arched an eyebrow.

"Your baby"

Audrey repeated, a little surprised that she didn't know what she meant.

"You know, ¿'Before anyone else'? ¿That special person?"

Harry just kept looking confused. Audrey rolled her eyes.

"Uma"

It was clarified

"I'm talking about Uma."

"Oh shit"

Harry murmured, embarrassed as he reflected on what had just happened between him and his captain

"¿Did you see it?"

Audrey nodded in affirmation. To what Harry shyly scratched the back of his neck

"Was it really that bad?"

"She literally ran to the other side of the crowd"

Audrey answered seriously.

"You tell me."

Harry sighed, once again taking a look to make sure that Uma couldn't see him. Audrey realized her anxious behavior and tried to think of a way to relieve her tension, but her situation was very… one-sided at this time.

"Hey, I'm sure he couldn't see it been worse"

Audrey told him trying to comfort him, although he might not have said it at all seriously.

"I mean, I wouldn't be very happy if my boyfriend asked about other girls, but I'm sure you have a reasonable explanation."

"¿Boyfriend?"

That word caught Harry's attention in Audrey's rambling. He shook his head vigorously.

"No, no, Uma and I are not boyfriends, I haven't really asked her..."

He took a deep breath, remembering his thoughts and organizing his words before saying them, this time with much more care.

"We are just colleagues and friends."

"¿Really?"

Audrey asked in disbelief.

"Am, Sip.…".

"Wow"

Audrey reflected out loud.

"Sorry for assuming otherwise, I thought you were boyfriends because I remember that when you were singing and dancing in the scepter, the two of you together, so I assumed it… I'm sorry."

"Yes, then. ..."

Harry said although now with sadness.

"You weren't the only one who made false illusions."

Audrey looked at him with a bewildered expression for a moment, deciphering the underlying meaning in his words. Then, he realized the longing in his eyes as he looked at the other end of the clearing, where he saw no one else and nothing but Uma, dancing with the rest of his pirate crew.

"Ooooh"

Audrey smiled at him at last understanding it.

"You are 'only friends', but you wish you two were more than just friends."

Keeping his eyes on Uma, where they were so accustomed to staying, Harry pressed his mouth on a firm line. For so long he had kept his unspoken feelings. The only person close enough to him to tell him would be Uma herself, and the idea of telling him was terrifying. Now he had the opportunity to tell someone he barely knew, and he was actually considering it.

"On the Island"

He began to say in a very sad voice

"We don't really know the 'feelings' or 'falling in love' or anything like that"

He turned with his hands, taking his eyes away from his captain in favor of the silver instrument

"But she was acting differently in Auradon, so I thought maybe we could be different."

Audrey's lips pulled a small smile. Since Hades saved his life, he had thought a lot about his opinions about the VKS, and this book of pirates with a weakness for his friend clearly demonstrated what he concluded even more: they are all people with feelings. A villain has the ability to love as much as a hero has the ability to be bad.

"Well, I've learned something in the last few days"

Audrey told him wisely.

"It's just that keeping your feelings inside you won't benefit anyone."

He looked at her in bewilderment, and she nodded in Uma's direction.

"Go talk to her."

"¿Where would it start?"

Harry wondered, feeling like a useless tool.

"Well, an apology for being an idiot could be a good start"

Audrey joked. Then he took a quick look around him.

"However, I could recommend a more private location if you want to be honest with her."

"¿And do you think that would work, Audrey?"

Harry hesitated, but again, he was raised by villains. He had no other alternative in his back pocket.

"Just a way to find out"

Audrey gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder, effectively pushing him in the direction of the girl of his dreams.

"Thank you, Audrey"

He said with a small smile before remembering something he forgot to mention

"Oh and by the way, my name is Harry."

"¡GO!"

Audrey encouraged, now pushing Harry away. As pleasant as it was to talk to someone without status or history being a problem, he felt excited to think that he could help another person to be happy. Now she really felt like one of the heroines. Harry approached the noisy group of pirates as if nothing totally out of the ordinary had happened. He got drunk with Jonas, gave Desiree a playfully rough slap on the back and kept up with the buzzing emotion that everyone felt when they were in Auradon for the first time. He almost forgot about his personal mission until he almost entered Uma.

"Hello Uma"

He said quickly, urgently to get his attention before she shrunk him again. He crossed his arms and dropped his hip, waiting expectantly for what he was going to say. He cleared his throat, almost drowning with the foreign words

"Hey, listen to me. ... Uma, I'm sorry."

"Wow, ¿is Harry Hook apologizing to me?"

Uma gasped, squeezing a hand against her chest with an exaggerated shock. There was a clue to a smile playing on his lips, betraying his bitter tone.

"I guess Auradon's kindness works faster than we thought."

"I'm sorry"

Harry started again, maintaining eye contact with a fierce determination.

"For having been an idiot with you before."

Uma nodded, impressed by the gesture, but still hesitated to respond. She herself couldn't explain what was going on with them, but she knew as well as he did that there was something. Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice when Harry took her hand with her free hand, in doing so both he and she felt sparks fly which made them feel a tingling in their palms still taken.

"Uma"

He said it in a low voice, throwing Uma away for a moment. I could hardly hear it because of the commotion.

"I really want to enjoy today with you and with our team."

He took a deep breath, gaining determination for the slightest softening of his expression.

"But there is definitely something we have to talk about later."

Uma took a moment to think, putting her lips together and looking at Harry up and down until she finally raised her other hand and wrapped a finger around the curve of her hook.

"Then save the conversation for later"

Uma smiled at him, somewhat blushing

"Let's enjoy the day."

Harry smiled, was relieved to have survived the encounter, and did what his captain said. They danced with their team, chatted with friends, old and new, and at the end of the party, everyone made their way under the arch of the castle in groups. Walking side by side with Uma was natural for Harry. What also felt natural for both of them was to join their arms just as they passed under the arch. It was a movement as fluid as swinging a machete, and none of them questioned it. Harry stood straighter as Uma leaned towards him, laughing all the way through the tunnel. In fact, they would have an interesting talk. The night had quickly fallen on Auradon, the day was swept away by the constant party followed by a voracious meal, and now the logistical part arrived: ¿Where were the newcomers going to stay?. Uma was working with Ben and Mal to put each villain child in a bedroom and each villain in a temporary living space. Harry understood that they needed additional help with the organization, so he left Uma to do her job. They agreed to meet later for their "chat". Meanwhile, Harry decided to walk around the school, taking the night air as he passed through the lush grass. It was hard to believe that in a few hours he would stay in one of those rooms, with air conditioning and silk sheets in abundance. It had taken a long time to arrive. A long time, but they were finally in Auradon. A flash of pink in the corner of Harry's vision caught his attention. He glanced at the stairs and saw Audrey standing on the steps, with one hand hanging freely from the railing. Thinking that he had some plenty of time, he went to her. When his steps reached Audrey's ears, she turned to him, with a friendly smile that welcomed him to his company.

"¿And what could a princess like you be doing here alone?"

Harry asked with a mocking sense of the cavalry. Even so, part of it was really curious. Audrey returned her attention to where she was: upstairs. Harry followed his eyes and discovered that he was looking at the highest tower of Auradon Prep, where he was standing only a few nights before, when he was still looking for revenge. Harry realized that this was a tense moment for her, since the silence lasted longer than she expected. Finally, Audrey sighed deeply.

"I liked to feel powerful"

He admitted, with a guilty edge that got into his tone.

"In fact, I enjoyed the idea of destroying Auradon if that meant that he could be the Queen, but..."

He crawled, biting his lip against a wave of sadness.

"... I never felt uglier in my life."

Harry took off an eyebrow in question, but he didn't say anything. This personal confession was without realizing it, and he knew that it was better than packing in the past luggage of a vulnerable woman (speaking from experience, of course). She was only telling him what she was ready to do, and he was fine being that friendly ear. That friend, in fact.

"All my life, I thought that being a princess and having status was what made me beautiful"

He continued, looking down at his hands.

"But I never realized that it was really horrible on the inside."

Now, Harry was a little lost. He didn't know her so well, so he didn't know she had a history of being a little obsessed with her real status. As much as he knew, she tried to take revenge on Auradon, and that's her whole story. He can't blame her. He supported Uma in the same effort.

"Well, I don't know anything about that, what he sighs"

Harry, trying to sound sincere. He climbed a step so he could put a reassuring hand on his arm.

"But from what I've seen today, I'd say you have some beauty to spare."

Audrey gave him a grateful smile. She was lucky to have danced with him. She had to admit that he was handsome and attractive, but she could say from a mile away that her heart is with another person. She wouldn't want to get in the way of people in love. She knew how she felt. Audrey put a hand on Harry's, a silent thank you to her new friend. Their comfortable moment stopped abruptly when they heard someone else clear their throat.

"¿Am I interrupting something?"

Harry turned, moving his arm away from Audrey, and found Uma standing behind him, with her arms crossed with a glow of disapproval stuck on his face. His apparent agitation went unnoticed by Harry, since he was only excited to see her.

"Hey, Uma"

He greeted her with an enthusiastic wave of his hook. He took a deep breath and deliberately relaxed his shoulders to have control despite the multiple butterflies in his stomach.

"¿Ready for that talk?"

"Saving your stupid talk, Harry"

Uma deviated, her low and monotonous tone. Harry's smile fell when he saw his hurt look he was looking at them between him and Audrey

"I've had enough of you for a day."

Uma turned around and began to get out of the clearing. Harry was frozen in his place, unable to make a move or even say a word. What has changed? He wondered, putting the scene back in his head. Even in the darkness of the night, he was able to clearly remember a touch of emotion in his expression.…¿Pain?.…He looked at Audrey, the panic was as evident in her face as in her bowels.

"I... I'm really sorry, Audrey"

He apologized quickly.

"I need to run away and solve all this."

"¿What are you still doing here then?"

Audrey asked rhetorically, pushing him with her hands.

"¡ANDALE, GO LOOK FOR HER NOW, HARRY!"

With a kind nod to the princess, Harry turned his heel and screwed himself in the direction in which Uma was heading. He clearly hurried to get out of there quickly because Harry felt that he had run a marathon when he found Uma approaching the edge of the Royal Garden.

"¡UMA!"

She ignored his calls, accelerating the pace in an attempt to evade him or at least convey that she didn't want to talk.

"¡UMA!"

"Leave me alone, Harry"

Uma snarled when he finally caught up with her. Harry ran in front of her to block her route, and the first thing he tried to do was walk around her. He eluded himself, keeping her in front of him. He held his arms in an extra measure to stop her and as the first line of defense.

"Uma, please"

Harry begged her without defering from her.

"Just listen to me."

"You just can't help it, ¿can you?"

Uma rebuked in an accusatory.

"You just have to go for anything with a pulse, as if that kind of thing doesn't mean anything."

"I swear it wasn't what you thought"

Harry explained to him desperately.

"Audrey and I were just talking."

"Yes of couse"

Uma nodded, but kept an advantage in her voice.

"You and Audrey were talking, but ¿what if we asked about Mal and Evie before, eh?"

Harry could no longer find his eye, unable to deny what he did.

"¿And what is this that I'm hearing about Jane?"

Harry clenched his fists, forcing himself to regain eye contact. Despite the ferocity of his radiance, he kept it with determination.

"Uma, it's not what you think"

Harry repeated to him without moving from where he was still standing in front of him.

"Just shut up Harry, please."

Uma admitted with a defeated shrug of shoulders. He bit his lip and suddenly took on a softer tone.

"I honestly thought that things were different between us for a minute, and that's up to me."

"¿Different?"

Harry repeated. ¿So she also feels the same way about him?

"But the fact is that I left for a while"

Uma pointed out, and Harry caught a glimpse of what he saw before. It was definitely a pain of some kind.

"And now I see that you clearly have better things to do than hanging out with me."

Harry furrowed his forehead, confused about how Uma could even consider that as a possibility. However, before she could object, Uma raised her hands in surrender and slapped with a bitter smile.

"¿You know what? Have fun with that."

She took a quick step around her, but Harry quickly caught her arm.

"Uma"

He said his name with as much sincerity and respect as he could gather. He stopped walking, but still refused to face him. Even so, he continued with his please

"Please, let me explain it to you."

Uma reluctantly turned around, still without looking at him directly, and shrugged indifferently. Harry nodded to a stone bench in the garden. He let go of his arm in favor of taking her hand and guided her. They both sat down, Harry never let go of his hand.

There was a rhythm of silence, only stained by the low buzzing of the crickets and electric lamps around the garden. Harry finally broke the silence between them.

"I also realized that something was..."

He turned his brain around trying to find the right word.

"... changing between us, but I was too afraid to ask."

He leaned forward, trying to get her attention, but she kept her gaze fixed on the cobbled road. He settled for rubbing small circles on the back of his hand with his thumb. He broke a smile.

"I'm not silly, Uma"

Harry laughed half-heartedly

"I know that Mal is going to get married, and Evie was clearly involved with that green guy."

"Then ¿why did you ask about them?"

Uma responded, keeping her voice down so as not to betray any emotion.

Harry shrugged his shoulders shyly.

"I wanted to see how you would react"

His answer was honest, but he made Uma narrow his eyes. I knew it sounded bad despite his intentions.

"I was thinking that maybe if you saw me interested in other people, your reaction could give me a clue as to how you feel about me."

Uma didn't respond immediately. She was digesting her confession slowly, trying to decide on a proper reaction. Should I be angry or... ¿halaid?

"¿And what about Jane?"

She deviated, finally looking at him.

"Actually, I just wanted to scare the party"

Harry laughed.

"We may be in Auradon now, but I'm still a little scared."

To Harry's surprise, his joke managed to make Uma laugh. It was brief, but it was something.

"But that's irrelevant right now"

Harry proceeded once his shared fun was extinguished. He gave him a gentle squeeze in the hand to emphasize his sincerity

"Right now, I'm telling you that I'm sorry for playing like this."

His eyes were thrown between his own, in search of a crack in his determination, but all he saw was the sincere will of his first companion. The corner of his mouth became entched with a small smile.

"You've been in Auradon for too long."

"You've been here longer than me"

Harry pointed out to him.

"Fry enough"

Uma laughed, and Harry enjoyed seeing her smile. She sighed deeply, something heavy in her mind.

"And I guess I also owe you an apology."

Harry raised an eyebrow at the statement, unable to think of anything he had to regret.

"To always run away instead of just talking about things with you"

He continued, shaking his head at his own ridiculous antics.

"I'm getting so…"

He crawled, wrinkling his nose and grinding his teeth as he tried to find the right word.

"…Angry when you talk to people like that."

Harry bowed his head, looking at her with a strange feeling in his gut. The wasps in his stomach were gone, but there was something else there. Something light. Something I had been feeling all week, but I hadn't recognized it until that day.

"Well, if that calms you down"

Harry offered him, releasing his hook to take his other hand and place them both on his knees, which were pressed against each other.

"I promise not to flirt with everyone I see."

Uma snorted and rolled her eyes. The promise was stupid, but I couldn't deny the pleasure it brought him to listen to her.

"That would make me feel better"

He admitted when a mischievous smile took its place on his lips. His voice took on a mocking tone.

"Although, if you don't, ¿how the hell is the great Harry Hook going to have a date again?"

Harry gave him an unbalanced smile.

"I have some ideas."

He leaned forward, much slower this time to measure his approval. She didn't move backwards, or to the side, or even forwards. She stood still and waited. Even when he approached, nothing changed. His eyebrows rose with expectation, as if he were still waiting for him to explain his "idea." Until, finally, her lips connected with hers. He ignited a shock through Harry's body, only making that light feel more prominent, as if it were flying. It wasn't like kissing a sleeping princess. She was kissing him, returning the slightest pressure. When he finally retired, looking at his beautiful face with nervous astonishment, he was happy to find his once pedregina expression that melts into one of happiness. He couldn't hide the smallest laugh as he shook his head.

"That could work"

He smiled, biting his lip. She approached him so she could rest her head on his shoulder, and Harry let go of one of his hands to wrap an arm over his shoulders. He put his chin on his head and kept her close, repeating his moment again and again in his mind with emotion and hope for his future. Over Uma's head, Harry noticed a whisper in the bushes. Uma didn't seem to hear it, but Harry narrowed his eyes on the mountain. It wasn't until he saw a mixture of blond, pink and blue hair coming out of the bush that he relaxed. Audrey gave him a thumbs up and a proud smile, and he winked in return. I was as excited to have her as a friend as I was to have Uma as his.

THE END

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#Harry x Uma #Harry and Uma #Huma #Harry Hook #Uma Sparrow #Harry ❤️ Uma #Harry/Uma #HH/US

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@randomfoggytiger Hope you don't mind me doing this, but in order to conserve space I'm going to cherry-pick some of your comments from your ask concerning Helper and address them here. A Read More option when sending asks would be nice, yeah?

Anywho, come below for more.

First, I love that you love this story as much as you do, because it's a wonderful peek at the beginning of a relationship between Vincent and Diana that goes beyond friendship, but that absolutely started there.

Also, Diana schooling herself about her disappointment at “only” being a Helper to Vincent was a great moment and feeling awkward and out of place and frustrated overall… and Vincent smiling and waiting for her in the alley right after leaving Lena is suuuuuuuuuuuuuuch a different dynamic on a reread.

That's why I adore the AWTN series. Because it almost forces you to reread it, just so you're sure you've assembled all the pieces Nan placed there to be found. That's the mark of a great piece of fiction.

Angelo DeMarco works in a hardware store-- the same one from the series??? (Or a different one.)

That's an interesting question. You may be right!

“…didn't Lena know this man at all?” Diana’s fury is a sight to behold on my first read and even more so knowing her mannerisms now. And also: she’s saved Vincent more times in their relationship than he has saved her; and I adore that.

Toldja so! It's the original premise of the series flipped on its head. Diana is the protector this time.

Her honest frankness-- ““Nothing: lost my temper over….” She changed her mind again. Some people, you never could give less than the truth, no matter what."

Yes to all of this. Vincent not only deserves, but needs someone in his life who doesn't candy-coat the truth. And Diana gives him that. And this is not based on conjecture, but canon. Do you see why their alley conversation in In the Forests of the Night was such a revelation when it finally aired 5 months after the series finale? It was the missing piece fans needed to complete the picture of Diana and who she is.

““Whether she was somehow picking it up from Vincent or however, Diana knew he'd figured at least some of it out for himself, and he was mad.”” Insert the Farquaad pointing meme here: EMPATH.

Right?? And I can't express to you how much I love the mug tossing scene. I can so clearly see V sidearming that mug into the wall 30 feet away and Cullen winding up like a pitcher and throwing his. Nan is so good at painting pictures with her words.

Gratitude! That’s the thing about life Below-- so much of it is built and sustained by gratitude: working together as a community, escaping their former lives to live Below, relying on Helpers and their supplies Above, etc.

This is why I've wished for decades that the tunnel community was real. I would move down there in a New York minute! Yes, pun intended.

““Slowly shoving himself onto his feet, he reached for Mouse with one hand, held the wall with the other, and when he finally felt himself more or less secure, reached for her, pulling her around to the inside, against the cliff, with both him and Mouse between her and the drop. Protecting her, automatic, like of course, doesn't everybody? No, my heroes, they do not…. She got all choked up, and her eyes stung. Feeling his arm come down like a log across her shoulders, she grabbed his wrist in front and held it hard, knowing they'd both hear her sniffing, and who cared anyway. “Can't shut me up that easy, buster,” she declared, ducking to scrub her face against the shawl, as it lay over her upper arm. “Shut up, Diana,” he responded placidly. “Oh. That's different. Why didn't you say so in the first place?””--

This whole thing. *chef's kiss*

The follow up-- ““She had to turn away, this time. She couldn't help it. But she put out a hand blind, and felt it taken, so he'd know perfectly well what she couldn't have said, ever. What she did say, shakily, was, “I didn't know you meant it.””-- makes me curious: what do you think she was thinking? That she wasn’t x/y/z enough for him/his trust?

It's clear that Diana has as many self-esteem issues as Vincent. I think she probably figures there's no way he would really want to let her in the way he did. Like she didn't think she deserves it.

I guess my point is: Cathy and Father = no self-awareness; Vincent and Diana = heaps of self-awareness but also heaps of self-doubt and wrong self-diagnoses. Pros and cons of both. D/V can understand and diagnose each other in ways that Father and Cathy can’t/couldn’t understand; and what trips Vincent up is something that Diana can help him overcome and vice versa.

Look, you answered your own question! This is a very astute reading of these four characters. Brava!

Vincent taking the chair and Diana feeling a sense of freedom and their first forehead touch and kiss, wow. I NEVER KNEW HOW MONUMENTAL THAT WAS because it was written so casually (in the spirit of Diana’s mood and Vincent’s response.) It’s just so… right, and “innocent”, and cozy, and fitting, and uncomplicated, and everything made sense. AND RIGHT AFTER LENA’S FORCEFUL KISS PREVIOUSLY IN THE EVENING-- THE COMPARISONS: Diana not expecting anything from him and Vincent smiling this time.

Wasn't that scene lovely?? I mean, come on. 🥰

““Father has always said that if one takes a story, one must be careful to take all of it, not merely part.””

I'll let you in on a little secret. That line was Nan's very subtle dig at the Classic-only fans, the ones who refused to watch S3 (or did and then refused to acknowledge it).

It was such a revelation to find Nan and AWTN when I did because no one was writing S3 fanfic unless it involved a SND (She's Not Dead) scenario. I wanted to read about what might happen between V & D, not fics about Cathy being miraculously brought back to life or it was all some terrible mistake or whatever. Nan literally opened the door for writers to create a fourth season. I will be forever grateful to her for that.

Cathy loves what makes Vincent human, and likely had fears about her baby, calling him beautiful once he was born and she was he was (outwardly) completely human. If he had been like Vincent, I think she would have loved him equally; but how could she have raised that child Above? So many complications. ANYWAY, Diana, meanwhile, has the same hesitancies about Charles; but when she meets him, she falls in love with him immediately, though he is outwardly another of Vincent’s unique kind. Nan did so well at capturing the part of Diana that embraces all of Vincent with her love in that first reaction to his second child (seeming to have immediately attached herself more personally to Charles than Jacob even, since no one at that time but Buster and her even wanted the little guy.)

You've stated this so perfectly. Diana fell in love with Charles the same way she did his father. Fully and completely. Unconditionally. Can you imagine what effect that sort of unconditional love must've had on Vincent over time? I so wish we'd gotten AWTN 4.

Okay, back to more transcribing for me.

#beauty and the beast 1987 #acquainted with the night 1 #randomfoggytiger #helper #fanfic #discussion

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uno reverse card to ur ducktales!! and also steven universe ❣️

send me a fandom

ducktales

favourite male character: huey, dewey, and louie. DO NOT SEPARATE THEM!!! also have big space in my heart for emo donald

favourite female character: webby

least favourite character: doofus drake

prettiest character: selene or daisy

funniest character: launchpad also emo donald

favourite season: 2

favourite episode: last christmas and the first adventure i really love emo donald okay

favourite romantic ship: donald/daisy i guess. ducktales is way more about familial relationships and friendships for me. i don't really have any romantic ships.

favourite family ship: THE WHOLE DUCK FAMILY!!!! but specifically donald/the triplets and donald/della 🥺

favourite friend ship: dewey/launchpad, webby/lena/violet

worst ship: webby/any of the triplets. even before the finale this never sat right with me. they clearly see her as their sister.

steven universe

favourite male character: steven!!! first born son!!

favourite female character: amethyst and peridot

least favourite character: uhhh the diamonds??? wait no sour cream's dad fuck him

prettiest character: amethyst, rose, or rainbow quartz

funniest character: peridot

favourite season: 2

favourite episode: i love the entire s2 peridot arc (especially catch and release and log date 7 15 2) and the s3 amethyst/steven arc. also mindful education is really important to me bc of the way they handle anxiety.

favourite romantic ship: i used to be obsessed with amethyst/peridot but then i found out peridot was aroace so it doesn't feel right for me to ship her romantically with anyone. so then it would be ruby/sapphire or rose/greg problematic i know but i love them sidbcsdbc OH and lars/sadie

favourite family ship: steven/amethyst!!!! brother and sister!!!!!

favourite friend ship: steven/peridot/amethyst (shorty squad for life)

worst ship: steven/any gem. he is a BABY!!!!

#ask #mikethemighty #peter

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mycatismyeditor · 3 months

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Day 188

It finally happens!

Art by the incredible @rustingcat

Latest chapter available here:

#supercorp #supergirl #lena luthor #kara danvers #lena's space log #lena in space #my writing #writing updates

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almost-a-class-act · 1 year

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Fluffy Seasonal Prompts - December 5th

Cuddling in front of the fire on a cold night.

Fandom: The Pacific (HBO) Pairing: Vera/Lena Author's Note: Because why should the boys get to have all the fun! I will be compiling my holiday fills and posting them together on AO3 after Christmas, where you can find me under roaroftheninth.

“That’s perfect,” Lena says.

Vera tilts her head, eyeing the fire. “You don’t think it needs another log?”

“No.” Lena reaches for her, a half-formed subconscious gesture she seems to do whenever they’re in a room alone together – come here, come and look, come and be with me – and Vera lets herself drift in close, leaning into her side. “I think it’s perfect.”

“Hmm.” Vera studies it a moment longer, and then turns and presses her lips against Lena's shoulder. “I think it needs another log.”

There is laughter in Lena’s eyes, but she doesn’t argue – she has always liked having someone to indulge, and Vera is easy. Instead, she climbs onto the couch, one of her legs tucked under her in her winter pajamas, and settles half of the blanket around her shoulders. When Vera turns around, Lena holds up the other half of the blanket. “Come in here, where it’s warm.”

“I’m coming,” Vera promises. “But first…” She scouts around the coffee table, and then rummages in one of the drawers that sticks and doesn’t quite open all the way, having to bend down to get her hand in further. After a handful of seconds of frustration, her face smooths as she triumphantly pulls out a small bottle. “I knew I had one stashed in here.”

When she looks up and sees Lena watching her, half amused and half askance, she offers a good-natured roll of her eyes. “It was for a rainy day.”

“Or a snowy one, I suppose.” Lena reaches out for the bottle, and Vera, grinning, obligingly hands it over. She climbs lightly onto the couch and pulls her side of the blanket around her, crowding in close enough that she can tuck her toes underneath Lena’s thigh.

When Lena tips some of the dark liquid into her mouth, the whole of her face seems to wrinkle, not just her nose. She brings her hand up to cough lightly into it, handing the bottle across. “That is awful.”

“You’re so pretty when make that face,” Vera teases, and Lena, seeing the humour in it, pushes at her shoulder.

“I can’t believe you made me drink that.”

“What, you didn’t drink in the Corps?”

“Of course I drank in the Corps!” Lena's amusement tucks in at the corners of her mouth, for all she tries not to let it. “I didn’t drink whatever swill one of your cousins made in his bathtub.”

“I’ll have you know this swill came from the finest gas station in the neighbourhood,” Vera tells her, aiming for lofty, though her eyes are twinkling. She meets Lena’s gaze as she takes her own turn to take a swallow, and it goes down with barely a grimace.

Lena marvels at her – as usual; as always – but she can’t help but shake her head. “Why do I always feel like you have a past I don’t know about?”

“Me?” Vera asks, her eyes exaggeratedly wide. “You traveled all over the world. You were in the Marines. I’m just a Philly girl who wanted to have a sliver of fun before someone made me get married.”

Lena’s quiet ha is not quite a full laugh, but those are hard to come by these days. “No one made me get married.”

“Well, we can’t all be Lena Mae Riggi Basilone, can we.” Vera leans over to nudge her and doesn’t quite right herself again, staying comfortably tipped into Lena’s space.

“I think you managed to avoid it just fine,” Lena points out with a hint of dryness, reaching out to wrap an arm around her shoulders, leaning in too to meet in the middle. The crackle of the fire and the way they are bundled together on the couch under the blanket, walled off from the world, is one of the small, quiet moments that she has been cultivating lately.

In this life she shares with Vera that was never what she pictured, these little bits and pieces of happiness that worm their way in manage to ease some of the grief in her heart – a fraction of an amount, for a little while. She recognizes the moment for what it is and what it can be, lets it in, and breathes through it. In the end, she feels infinitesimally better.

She is already looking forward to the next one.

#HBO War Barely Coherent Christmas Chaos #the pacific #fanfiction #roaroftheninth #holiday prompt fill #christmas fluff #given up on tagging ships at this point because I keep choosing rarepairs that have no fandom name #i know i'm not the queen of rarepairs but can i be like #rarepair jester #tell me what i gotta do

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noloveforned · 1 year

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it's friday night, so set your internet dial to wlur from 8pm to midnight for four hours of no love for ned! last week's show is below if you missed it.

no love for ned on wlur – january 13th, 2023 from 8-10pm

artist // track // album // label pernice brothers // monkey suit // overcome by happiness // sub pop arts and leisure // hollow // this vast illusion // (self-released) magic milk // handsome guy // mellows ep // slow fizz nightshift // flower // made of the earth cassette // trouble in mind fleur // allez allez!!! // besoin de personne 7" // bickerton this poison! // you think // magazine // firestation the hazmats // empty rooms // empty rooms 7" // static shock cookie brooklyn and the crumbs // is there logic in pop? // singles 2013-2019 // burning log bench press // more than that // a split 7" between friends ep (split 7" w/ dr. sure's unusual practice) // marthouse children maybe later // the dilley sisters // what a flash kick! // sloth mate strange parts // tell me 'bout it // split cassette w/ ogikubo station // this and that tapes aunt sally // aunt sally // aunt sally // meshkey gown with sunburned hand of the man // taylor's jam // for the maples // three lobed yerba mansa // woke up on shift // two glass eyes cassette // early music patrick shiroishi and che chen // part one // parts cassette // (self-released) mali obomsawin // lineage // sweet tooth // out of your head raw poetic and damu the fudgemunk featuring archie shepp // mile in my head // space beyond the solar system // def pressé yungmorpheus and therevada // beneath the visage // up against the wall; a degree of lunacy // bad taste smino featuring cory henry and ravyn lenae // settle down // luv 4 rent // zero fatigue georgia anne muldrow // monoculture // a thoughtiverse unmarred // mello music group miles davis // speak // star people // columbia isabelle antena // be pop // en cavale // numero group belle and sebastian // when you're not with me // late developers // matador section 25 // reflection // from the hip // factory totally mild // meeting their ends // castanet // (self-released) veps // the other side of the door // oslo park // kanine

#wlur #radio shows

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bridgetserdocksketches · 2 years

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please enjoy my internal monologue when finding out about last night's eclipse, as demonstrated by supercorp

#i'm still upset #i didn't even KNOW there was an eclipse last night #slept right through the whole damg thing #found out this morning when logging onto this hellsite and it hit me like a truck #anyway #enjoy the one supercorp space girlfriends comic where i identify more with kara than lena #digital art #art #supergirl #supercorp #lena luthor #kara danvers #kara zor el #my art #also. i put kara in my clothes again because somehow that's the easiest way for me to give her a fit apparently #space girlfriends #lunar eclipse #partial lunar eclipse

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Catra x twin!sister reader where reader travels in alot of planets to find her sister and when she landed on etheria she explored the whispering woods and found melog, with their help she found glimmer and she led her to her castle and she finally met her sister. Catra wasn't pleased about it thinking that her family abounded her she just pushes reader away and goes to her room. Reader stays and went to deal with catra. They talked (mostly arguing) and in the end catra and reader hugs and they became very dear friends.

(I'm basically making you a nicer version of Catra with super girl powers (which you don't use in the story) and Lena Luthor as your wife because why not. I am also putting everyone in their early to late 20s... I also forgot to add Melog :( sorry.)

"Space log, day... 2000?" You mumble as you speak into the recorder on your ship. "It's been... 4 years since my son was born. 8 years since my people finally fully integrated with the civilization of our sister planet. 10 years since I renounced my royal title. 12 years since I met the love of my life. 16 years since my home world was destroyed by the Horde and my parents were killed. And... 24 years since I have last seen my baby sister." You breath out, having lost hope after so many years of things going wrong. "Lena and Madden have stayed on the planet Oa while I explore this last planet. It appeared almost 2 years ago and was the last place the Horde had ever been. Who or whatever is on the planet must be powerful." "This... This will be the final planet I explore. I have no hope of seeing my sister again." God you were so tired of the disappointment you felt every time you couldn't find your sister. "Happy 26th birthday." You mumble out as you get closer to the new planet. "End log."

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"This is spaceship Kr 97. Requesting permission to land. I repeat requesting permission to land." You spoke into your radio, hoping to hear anything back. Maybe this planet didn't have the technology yet for radios? "If anyone can hear me. My name is Y/n and I come in peace. I will be landing my ship on your planet and will wait 2 days before exploring on my own." You say into your radio before putting it back where it had been hanging and controlling your ship into the planets atmosphere. It was a little bit of a bumpy landing but you landed your ship just fine on the outskirts of what seemed to be a forest. You set a 48 hour alarm on your phone. You weren't sure how the people or creatures of the planet told time, so you just stuck with what you knew. It had kept you alive so far anyways.

"Alrighty." You say to yourself as you step off of your ship. You take a deep breath as you feel the yellow sun power you up. "48 hours, let's get to work."

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You spent the next two days cleaning up in and around your spaceship, setting up a camp, and watching how the forest worked so you knew what you could eat and what you couldn't. You had been sitting on the ground relaxing when you hear your timer go off. You click the loud noise off and stand up, grabbing the bag you had prepared. While learning the forest, you had seen some villages that seemingly lead towards somewhere and you had decided that the best course of action was to hop from village to village to see if their was a kingdom or something of that nature that you could get into contact with. You just hoped everyone was nice and that this wouldn't be a hard planet to navigate.

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The first town you enter seems to be a farming village. You can tell because you had to walk through fields and saw, what you assume, were the livestock on the planet. You stood behind some trees for a while as you assessed how the villagers acted. You watched as kids ran around playing with their friends, shopkeepers and homeowners leaving their windows open in the nice weather, clearly not scared of being robbed. You decide that it's safe enough to enter and you have your powers to back you up incase things go wrong. It was weird because the planet had 3 moons and only 1 sun, usually planets had the suns out number moons but it was enough. You fix your cloak over your ears and tuck them back so they wouldn't be noticeable or a defining characteristic if things went sideways.

You walk slowly through the village, having expected to get some attention from your large black robe. And you do get some curious looks but it's mainly all friendly smiles. You are almost halfway through the village, aiming to enter one of the shops and ask around, when a something hits your leg. You look down and see a ball a few inches in front of your foot. You pick it up, making sure to retract your claws, and hold it out to the toddler who was staring at you and his ball. "Here you go." You say to him as you hold the ball out and shake it a little so his attention goes to it. He waddles up to you and takes the ball from you. He stares at it for a few seconds before making motions with his hands, wanting you to hold him.

Without hesitating, you pick him up and hold him close to your chest. "Where is your mother, kitten?" You ask him as he reaches up to play with your ear that were still under your hood. "Kitty!" He squeals as he knocks the hood off your head and you hear an audible gasp from behind you. "Oh my gosh, Catra I am so sorry! We didn't think you were visiting till next week. We would have prepared a feast for you and the rest of the princesses." You turn around and see an elderly looking man, who's eyes widen at the sight of you. "Have you gotten taller and cut your hair again?" He asks confused. You give him a small smile, "I'm sorry but I'm not this Catra you speak of. Are you saying there is someone similar looking to me on your planet?" You ask and the man gives you a weird look when you call it his planet but slowly nods his head. You feel hope for the first time in years and eagerly ask the man if you could stay near the town till she came next week. He gave you a bit of a weird look, not sure who you were now and unsure of your intentions, even though your reaction was positive. "Sure."

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After returning the toddler to his mother, you basically sprinted back to your ship in excitement. "Lena! Lena!" You shout happily into the radio on your ship. Time is a little different on the planet as the sun was just starting to set but it would already be completely dark on Oa. But by your clock it was only 9, so Lena and Madden should still be awake. "Y/n?" You hear your name crackle through the radio and a smile appears on your face. "Lena you'll never believe it! There is someone on this planet that supposedly looks just like me and vice versa!" You say into the radio, feeling like a kid on Nova day. "I think it's her... I hope its her." You say as you image seeing your sister again for the first time in 24 years. "I'm so happy for you y/n! We will start making preparations to join you soon." You bite your lip in thought. "Maybe you should wait... I just wouldn't want to overwhelm her, you know?" You can almost hear Lena nodding on the other end of the phone. "That makes sense, we'll plan to leave by the end of the week if everything goes well."

"Geez I love you so much." You mumble with a wide grin. "And Madden too. Is he still up?" "No he fell asleep a few minutes before you radioed, he spent all day playing." "Oh well, tell him I love him and I'll radio back in the morning." "Okay, bye." "Bye."

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"We need to be very careful about this." Glimmer says as she and the best friend squad enter the village who sent a letter the day before about someone who looked like Catra in their village. "We already knew that there were other people out there but as we already know not all of them are friendly." Catra walks next to Adora, numbly nodding along. Could this be it? Could she finally learn where she came from? Everyone else in the Horde had been born into it and Adora had come through a portal but no one really knew where Catra was from. "Are you okay?" Adora asked as she squeezed Catra's hand, nervous at how silent her girlfriend was. Catra just mutely nods back.

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"This planet is simply marvelous!" The group hears you laugh out after being greeted by the village leader. "They look almost just like you Catra." Bow comments as they watch your tall figure move around as you play with the kids of the village and let them climb all over you. "Y/n!" You hear someone call your name and turn to see the village leader standing with a group of people and... Catra. They watch as you freeze and let your mouth fall open in shock. You set the kids down and encourage them to go play together. You walk towards the group with a smile. You go down the line of friends shaking their hands and introducing yourself, ignoring their looks of surprise, before finally reaching Catra. "Wow..." You breathe out in absolute awe. You can feel your eyes get misty the longer you stare at her. "You look so much like mom." You say with a watery laugh that completely sets Catra off.

"Who are you?" She asks as she pushes her finger into your chest making you take a step back. "What? Catra, I'm your sibling. I thought the similarities would make that clear." She glares at you and you can feel the whole village watching the interaction. "Just because we look similar doesn't mean anything." You move quickly and grab her right hand and hold it up next to your left one, both birthmarks showing.

You watch as Catra freezes. Her face and body come to a complete stop as her eyes flicker between the identical birthmarks and your face. "I know you must have questions and I do too. But I have spent the last 8 years going all across the galaxy looking for you and right now all I want is a hug... Please?" You get out as you let go of Catra's hand only for her to push you away one last time and storm into a temporary tent that had been set up for the best friend squad.

You take a second to take a breath before following after her. "I wouldn't follow after her, she needs time to cool down." A blonde, Adora, said to you as she placed a hand on your should to stop you. "I've dealt with people with anger issues before." You say as you brush her hand off. "I know how to handle this." You say and walk towards the tent again, not giving anyone a chance to stop you.

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"You can't hide away in here sister." You say as you enter the tent, dodging a pillow that was thrown at your head. "Don't call me that." She mumbled angrily. "And why not, you are my sister are you not? I mean everyone saw the birth mark." Catra stands up angrily. "If you were my sister, you would have spent longer than 8 years looking for me! And how can you even compare me to this "mom" that I know absolutely nothing about!? Where are they anyways, huh? Where's great old mom and dad that I have spent the last 25 years not knowing about!" She unloads onto you and your feel your heartbreak at how disheveled she looked. You shouldn't have assumed everything would be smiles and laughs when the two of you first met.

"26." "Huh?" "You're... We're 26. Our birthday was 2 days ago." "So I don't even know my own birthday!" Catra explodes. "Get out." She says suddenly and quietly. "What?" "I said get out." She repeats and you shake your head at her. "I'm not leaving." You watch as Catra's hair stand up. "I am giving you one last warning, get out now or I will do something I might not regret." You cross your arms and stare her down. "I have spent the last 8 years planet hopping with my family looking for you. I. Am. Not. Leaving."

Catra jumps at you suddenly, attempting to scratch, hit, kick, do anything to make you leave the tent. Instead of doing what she wanted, you just wrapped her in a tight hug and sat on the ground. You stay like that for a while, her trying to hold back sobs and angry tears before finally letting go and you just rubbing circles on her back to try and calm her down. "Why?" Is all she says after almost an hour of being in that position. "Why what?" "Why now?" You let out a sad sigh at her question. "Mom and Dad are dead, killed by the Horde Prime and his followers when I was 10." You can feel Catra flinch at how blunt you were and the fact that she had worked for the Horde only a few years ago. "You had already been missing for 8 years at that point, multiple search teams being sent out but none could find you." You squeeze Catra tighter as you feel yourself relive all the grief that you carried for the past 16 years.

"I managed to get most of our people off the planet and to our sister planet before the Horde completely destroyed everything. Got everyone situated on that planet, met the love of my life, renounced my claim to any throne, and finally I started looking for you." It's silent for a few minutes as Catra absorbed everything you said. "So..." You asked as you wiped your tears off your face. "What about you?"

You and Catra spent the rest of the night and next day sharing stories about your childhood and how differently but similar the two of you had grown up. You even got to tease her about Adora and the fact that you were, technically, her older sister by 2 minutes. You were also very excited when you got to show Catra around the ship you had taken to get to Etheria.

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"So I am guessing everything went well?" Lena asked over the radio after you finally called her about coming to Etheria. "It was a little rocky at the beginning but we smoothed things over... She's great Lena, you guys are gonna love each other." You say with a giant smile on your face as you look at Catra who was relaxing in the copilot seat next to you.

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