Bright Moon

(The Princesses are sitting at a table eating dinner in Bright Moon. Catra's almost done, but there's still a massive pile of the food that she hates the most on her plate: mushrooms.)

(Adora takes a bite of her ravioli and motions to her.)

Adora: Catra, you gonna finish those mushrooms?

Catra: No, I hate them.

Adora: Stop that. You don't hate mushrooms.

Catra: Yes, I do! I'm not eating them!

(Adora sighs.)

Adora: Fine. I didn't wanna have to do this, but...

Catra: Do what?

(Adora spears a mushroom with Catra's fork, leans in close, and kisses it. Then she holds it out in front of her.)

Adora: Try now?

(Catra hesitates. Then she takes the fork and slips it and the mushroom into her mouth.)

Catra: Mmmm! That's pretty good!

(Across the table, Bow exhibits a disgusted look.)

Bow: *gags* I think I lost my appetite...

Adora: Hey, if it works, it works. Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do.

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(A flash of lightning illuminates the sky outside of Bright Moon, as it's a chilly Halloween night. Adora and company have been forced to retreat inside, as the incoming storm has cancelled their trick-or-treating plans.)

Adora: Well, trick-or-treating is out the window. What should we do now?

Glimmer: Uh... We could...

(Before she can think of anything, Sea Hawk jumps in.)

Sea Hawk: Tell scary stories!! ADVENTURE!!! *thunderclap*

Frosta: Okay, can you also do that thing that Mermista did when she was interrogating everyone after the failed attempt to take back Dryl? Cause now I'm skeptical...

Sea Hawk: What thing?

Frosta: You know, you somehow miraculously summon a thunderclap anytime there's a dramatic moment?

Sea Hawk: Oh, yes. Just like my dear Mermista, I practice at home! *thunderclap*

Frosta: Yep... Just as I thought...

(They all get in a circle. Bow turns off the lights and shines a table lamp up in his face.)

Bow: So... Who'll be the first to go?

(Dead silence.)

Bow: Alright, I'll go first. *clears throat* It was a dark and stormy night. The moon pierced the clouds with its ever flourecent light, and-

(Suddenly, the lamp Bow's holding gets knocked to the ground.)

Catra: Bow, why'd you drop that? What's wrong?

Bow : That wasn't me! Someone- or something- knocked it out of my hands!

Catra: Well, who was it?

(Another dead silence. Then, out of nowhere, the lights turn on.)

Scorpia: Wait, how are the lights on? We're all sitting down, that can't be possible, right??

Entrapta: I don't know. Something funky is going on...

(Now everyone's feeling uneasy, but that's when a bed on the other side of the room flips over on its own with a loud CRASH!)

Princesses: AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

(They all run down the hallway screaming and out the palace gates into the Whispering Woods. Shadow Weaver and Castaspella watch intently from a balcony.)

Castaspella: *laughs* Oh, we got you all so good!

Shadow Weaver: Happy Halloween!

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It's story time again! 😄

I'm so glad you're all here!

I am really enjoying sharing the final few chapters of my fanfic.

There are still a few weeks left before the end as new things begin and some things come full circle.

Previously in Episode 77:

The Peace Zone saw new life and new adventures emerging in Part One.

Bright Moon had cause for celebration of her new hero, while friendship ties gained strength and depth in Part Two.

Salineas recognizes her new Queen, and Sea Hawk gets a welcome surprise in Part Three!

And Adora and Catra learn how to truly dance in Part Four.

I am dedicating my post today to @Pete100 , who has been an incredible support of my fanfic from the very beginning! 😊

And I am also dedicating it to @Bellatastic , who is a great friend here, and I can't believe I haven't given her a dedication until now! 😳

This week's chapter reveals big news to the Best Friends Squad, which promotes varied reactions! And more!

So, here we go! 😃

Two Bright Moon guards stand at attention outside of the sealed Throne Room.

Within, Adora is nervously shifting her feet, while Catra stands beside her, arms folded.

Glimmer is grinning and literally vibrating with tension, while Bow smiles beside her.

Adora: [to Glimmer] So, what is it? What’s going on in Salineas?

Glimmer and Bow share a glance. Then she turns to Adora.

Glimmer: Here! Read it for yourself!

She bounces forward and hands the scroll to Adora.

Adora frowns and unrolls the scroll. She begins to read.

Adora: [calmly] “Queen Mermista and Captain Sea Hawk request the honor of your presence for the occasion of their wedding.”

Glimmer does a little leap in the air, her fists bunched in excitement.

Glimmer: Yes!!!

Adora and Catra look blankly at her, then at each other, then back to Glimmer.

Adora: [innocently] So that’s . . . good?

Glimmer: [in cheerful shock] A-dora! It means they’re getting married!!

Adora and Catra share another look. Catra shrugs, maintaining a neutral expression.

Adora turns back to Glimmer, frowning.

Adora: Are you sure? ‘Cause someone once asked me if Netossa was married, and I stood up for her. [insistent] ‘Cause Netossa’s really nice when you get to know her. [frowning harder in consideration] But maybe --

Catra interrupts her.

Catra: [flatly] Adora doesn’t know what that means.

Adora: [shaking her head at Glimmer] I don’t. Know what that means.

Glimmer: [astonished] You don’t know what it means?!

Adora: [uncertainly] No?

Catra: [impatiently] Look. Just tell us what it means. You obviously want to.

Glimmer and Bow grin at one another. Then Glimmer puts her hands together and starts walking back and forth as she explains.

Glimmer: [excitedly] Well . . . a wedding is a . . . celebration . . . when two people make a promise to one another to stay together for their whole lives! Because they love each other!

She begins waving her arms in large gestures to emphasize her narrative.

Glimmer: It’s a big event where they invite all their loved ones and friends, and then there’s a ceremony where they make their promises to each other, in front of everyone, and they say, “I do!” And then they’re married!

Glimmer stops and beams at them.

Adora and Catra are both frowning in consideration.

Catra: Huh.

Adora: Wow.

At the same moment, they look up at Glimmer and exclaim simultaneously.

Catra and Adora: [together] What a --

They turn toward each other as they each conclude their thought.

Adora: [with Catra] -- neat idea!

Catra: [with Adora] -- weird idea!

They stare at each other.

Catra and Adora: [to each other, surprised] What?!

Glimmer turns to Bow and takes his hands, crouching slightly as she hops up and down excitedly.

Glimmer: [with barely-contained enthusiasm] And we’re all invited!

Bow: [sharing the excitement] Yeah! This is so amazing!!

Glimmer: I know, right?!!

With some difficulty, Adora tears her gaze away from Catra’s eyes and their mutual expressions of mild betrayal. She turns back to the scroll in her hands.

Adora: O-oh. We are. Good!

She unrolls the scroll further.

Adora: [with relief] Oh, good. There are rules.

Catra leans in, silently looking at the words as Adora reads.

Adora: [scanning the page] Um . . . oh, a dress code. [reading] “Come as you are. We just want you there. Seriously, you don’t even have to dress up. But, if you want to know, our colors are sea blue and teal. So, your choice. Whatever.” Hmm.

Glimmer and Bow each do a little jump, and she spins in the air, landing to face Bow again.

Glimmer: This is so exciting, Bow! I’m already thinking about what we’re gonna wear!

She stops and stands up straight, looking into Bow’s eyes.

Glimmer: [hopefully] Matching outfits?

Bow: [smiling warmly] Of course!

Glimmer does another little jump and hugs him.

Glimmer: Yes!!

She lets go and puts a finger to her chin, considering, as she starts to walk toward the doors of the room.

Glimmer: Hmmm. Teal and blue will be nice colors for their wedding. But . . .

She stops and turns toward Bow with a sly smile.

Glimmer: I’m kinda thinking lavender and blue for ours. What do you think, Bow?

And she opens the doors to stroll out.

Bow smiles after her, starting to follow.

Bow: [agreeably] That sounds nice. So . . .

Adora and Catra watch as his eyes widen!

Bow: [in shocked excitement] Wait a minute! Glimmer! Did you . . . ? Are you . . .?! Hey!!

With a sudden, thrilled exuberance, Bow dashes through the doorway after Glimmer!

Adora smiles after them, and Catra smirks in amusement.

All of a sudden, Adora’s expression changes. She closes the scroll, dropping her arms and turning toward her girlfriend.

Adora: [indignantly] Weird?

Catra: [disbelieving] Neat?

Adora: [emphasizing] It sounds nice.

Catra turns her head away, grumbling.

Catra: Sounds kinda silly to me.

Adora: But, Catra, come on! They’re --

A cheerful new voice interrupts her.

Entrapta: [happily] Adora! I’m glad I found you!

Catra and Adora turn to see Entrapta bounding toward them, her joyful energy apparently restored.

Entrapta: You were right! Haha! I’ve been observing the princesses of Bright Moon, and they are showing signs of returning access to Etherian magic! Now that the First Ones systems have been conclusively deactivated, that can only mean that they possess some alternative connection to it that is naturally occurring!!

Entrapta pulls a small paper tablet and a pencil out from her overalls, consulting her written notes.

Entrapta: [enthralled] In fact, I’ve been recording data about the rate of return, and my calculations suggest that their magical abilities could be fully restored in as little as a few months!

She turns her attention to Adora, her pencil poised on the tablet.

Entrapta: [bobbing up and down] Tell me, Adora! How did you know?!

Adora grins at her enthusiasm.

Adora: [musing] Well, I didn’t at first. But then I figured it out from a story I heard from an old lady living in the woods.

Entrapta’s eyes brighten at this.

Entrapta: Ooo, is she a scientist, too! Can I meet her?!

Adora shrugs, shaking her head.

Adora: She’s more of a . . . a very wise friend. And . . . I never really know when I’m gonna see her. [smiling warmly] She’s just there whenever I need her.

Entrapta’s expression falls a little.

Entrapta: Oh. [frowning] Relationships between people can be very confusing.

Catra smirks.

Catra: [good-naturedly] Yeah. Especially with Adora!

She playfully punches Adora on the shoulder, and Adora chuckles, playfully punching back.

Entrapta puts away her little notepad and pencil.

Entrapta: [brightly] Well! It’s been nice seeing you all again! But I’ve decided to go back now!

Adora smiles at her kindly.

Adora: Back to Dryl?

Entrapta: Oh, no! I’m going back to Hordak’s village to help him with his new laboratory! [drumming her fingers together with anticipation] Hordak is my best friend, and he and I still have a lot to talk about! And experiments to work on together! Well, Wink and Darla are waiting for me! So . . . goodbye!

There is barely time for Adora to wave at her, and Entrapta is gone.

Adora lowers her hand slowly, and she finds it slipping easily into Catra’s palm.

She gives her hand a squeeze.

Adora: So. I’m confusing, huh?

Catra shrugs.

Catra: I’m used to it.

She takes Adora’s other hand and looks up into her eyes.

They are distracted by a flash of purple flying through the door.

Entrapta: Hey!

Decelerating from a sprint, the lavender-locked princess arrives by their side.

Entrapta: [urgently] I almost forgot! I have something important to show you! Especially Adora!

Adora and Catra look at her curiously.

Adora: What is it?

Entrapta: [insistent] Something amazing! I have to show you! Come on!!!

And Entrapta turns around, running for the doorway with her ponytails trailing behind her. After several strides, she comes to a halt, suddenly noticing that she isn’t being followed.

She turns around and regards Catra and Adora with consideration.

Entrapta: [to herself] Oh. Right. Hmmm.

Walking back over to them, she puts a thoughtful fist to her chin.

Entrapta: [nodding] You’ll need to hold out your arms.

After looking at each other, Adora puts out her arm. After a brief hesitation, Catra does the same, her expression wary.

Entrapta, picks up one of her braids and efficiently wraps it a couple of times around Adora’s wrist, finishing by passing the end of it through itself to make it snug.

She does the same with her other braid around Catra’s wrist.

Catra: [to Adora] Are you sure about this?

Adora shrugs and smiles.

Entrapta: [pleased] There! That should work. [excitedly] Now, come on!!! Hahaha!!

She turns and runs from the throne room, gleefully dragging Catra and Adora along stumbling behind her.

My wonderful friends! 😊

Every week I look forward to sharing a new chapter of my fanfic.

It is always a privilege to have you read and enjoy my story.

There are still a few more posts to come of this final episode, and I really hope you like it!

So far in Episode 77:

Lonnie, Kyle and Rogelio reflect on new life in the Peace Zone, and Perfuma and Scorpia receive some exciting news! (Part One)

Queen Glimmer bestows a special honor, and Entrapta finds deeper friendship. (Part Two)

And the new Queen of Salineas makes an important choice! (Part Three)

My dedication this week is for my dear friend Cal ( @CallistoArt ), who is always generous with her creativity and with her encouragement to me and others in their creativity. Thank you! 😁

It is a magical night at Bright Moon!

Enjoy!

Early evening has arrived, and the castle of Bright Moon shines palely in the moonlight. Her Moonstone, while dim in comparison to its former glory, nevertheless retains a stately and constant glow from within. Peace reigns across the deep purple landscape, the fall of dark blue waters, and the gentle midnight green of the shadowy forest that fringes the valley.

Within the palace, the atmosphere is light and joyful, with cheerful music filling the hallways where guards stand alert or walk their solemn rounds.

Following the strains of music leads to a large arched doorway, through which gently colored lights may be seen to shift in shades and hues, and a light chatter of many voices floats out on the swaying rhythms of slow dance music.

Catra stands, leaning against the wall beside the archway, arms folded, with a neutral expression on her face, staring down the hallway.

Her ear twitches, and she turns her head as Adora steps out of the room, her brow slightly furrowed. Catra smiles at her as their eyes meet.

Catra: [lightly] Hey, Adora.

Adora smiles, and her shoulders relax in relief.

Adora: There you are!

She sighs and takes her own place against the wall, near Catra and mirroring her posture.

Catra: [with a smirk] What’s wrong, Adora? Tired of dancing?

Adora shakes her head and puts her hands against her stomach as she turns her head towards Catra.

Adora: No. I just couldn’t eat anymore. What about you?

Catra shrugs.

Catra: Just bored. [gesturing with her thumb toward the doorway] What do they call that place again?

Adora: The ballroom.

Catra: Hmm.

Adora: It’s hardly ever used. And I didn’t even know what it was for until today.

Catra frowns.

Catra: So, was Double Trouble supposed to be a guest? Or were they the host?

Adora: [shaking her head] I . . . never quite figured that out. [curiously] Can they be both?

Catra turns her head away.

Catra: [ambivalently] Who knows?

Adora looks at Catra for a moment and then reaches out a hand to lightly touch her chin with the tips of her fingers. Catra turns her head to face her.

Catra: [bemused] What?

Adora lowers her hand and smiles.

Adora: I was missing you in there.

Catra: [with slight surprise] Really?

Adora: Yeah. Dancing wasn’t as much fun without you.

Catra smiles.

Catra: [pleased] Oh, yeah? [with a smirk] You didn’t say that last time.

Adora narrows her eyes in mock-annoyance.

Adora: This time was different.

Catra quietly slips her hand around Adora’s.

Catra: Yeah, I know.

They turn toward each other and squeeze each other’s hands.

A moment passes as they look into each other’s eyes. Adora tilts her head.

Adora: We could . . . I mean, you wanna . . . try it again?

Catra’s eyes widen.

Catra: [mildly surprised] You mean they’re still at it in there?! I thought they were done with all that.

Adora: Yeah. [equally bewildered] Everyone just seems to . . . keep dancing.

Catra: Hmm. [looking downward, in thought] That’s kind of unnerving. But . . .

There is a moment’s pause, and Adora puts a hand on Catra’s shoulder.

Adora: Catra.

Catra meets Adora’s eyes again.

Adora: I think maybe I know why they do it.

Catra blinks at her, and Adora smiles.

Adora: I used to think it was just part of the rules. Something you had to learn to do for the protocols of Princess Prom, or a party. But . . . when you and I were dancing together tonight, it felt . . . different.

Catra smiles a little, while Adora looks downward, remembering.

Adora: [with a little thrill] I suddenly felt so . . . free.

She looks Catra in the eyes again.

Adora: Like everything in the world was suddenly okay, and all that mattered was you and me.

Adora lifts her hand to gently touch the back of Catra’s neck.

Adora: [warmly] The war is over, and the magic of Etheria is flowing again, and everyone is happy. So it’s okay to just . . . dance. I think that’s why they keep doing it.

Catra’s smile grows, and there is a softness in her eyes.

Adora: Maybe we could be like that, too.

There is a beat of silence, and Adora wrinkles her brow self-consciously.

Adora: You think I’m being an idiot.

Catra shakes her head, smiling.

Catra: No. I don’t. I felt that, too.

She squeezes Adora’s hand.

Catra: We can dance. As long as you want.

She tilts her head, looking Adora in the eyes.

Catra: But how about just us. We don’t need a party for that.

Adora grins and nods her head.

Adora: Okay.

Adora turns, holding Catra’s hand, and they begin to move away from the entrance.

Just then, Glimmer comes out in a mild rush, hand-in-hand with Bow. They stop, and Glimmer beams at the two girlfriends.

Glimmer: [brightly] There you two are! [with mild disappointment] Leaving already?

Bow: [concerned] Weren’t you having a good time?

Adora brightens up, putting on her smile.

Adora: Oh! Yeah! Of course we were! It’s a great . . . party! [thinking] The, the food is really good! And, the dancing!

She looks toward Catra for support.

Catra: [after a second, with a little over-enthusiasm ] Oh. Yeah! It is!

Adora tosses a searching look to either side of Bow and Glimmer.

Adora: So. Where’s Entrapta?

Glimmer looks to Bow, who raises an eyebrow in consideration.

Bow: Sheeee . . . she’s mingling. Entrapta-style.

At that moment, General Juliet approaches hurriedly from further down the hall. She stops before Glimmer and bows respectfully.

General Juliet: [formally] Your majesty.

She holds up a small scroll and offers it to Glimmer.

General Juliet: A message from Salineas. I’m told that it is urgent.

Glimmer takes it from her with a look of mild concern.

Glimmer: Oh. Thank you, General.

Glimmer examines the scroll and unrolls a piece of it as the others look on.

After a moment, her eyes widen, and the hint of a smile appears.

Glimmer: Oh, wow!

Adora: [wary] What is it?

Glimmer re-rolls the scroll and looks Adora in the eye.

Glimmer: This is important! And it involves you, too, Adora.

She takes a furtive look over her shoulder.

Glimmer: [seriously] But we need someplace more private to talk about it.

Adora nods with a stern look.

Adora: Right. The Council Chamber?

Glimmer grins.

Glimmer: The Throne Room! Come on! You, too, Catra!

She grabs Bow’s arm, and urges him along with her.

Catra and Adora share a perplexed look, and Catra shrugs, as they turn to follow.

Hello again, my readery friends! 😄

Happy Pride Month, too! 🌈

I appreciate all of you, no matter where you find your home on the rainbow!

Last week in Part One of this episode, Perfuma returned to the Peace Zone with good news, while Lonnie, Kyle and Rogelio reflected on their past journey and new growth.

In this week's chapter, something special is taking place in Bright Moon, and the Best Friends Squad is part of it.

So, come along, @Rqkha , and please accept a dedication from me! 😊

And also a personal invitation to Samantha ( @--sxmxntha-is-CHAOS-- ) and to Shadow ( @Shadow and Light am I right? ) because I believe there is something here they would like.

And while I'm at it, a special ping for @WellingtonSmith , too!

I have been looking forward to this chapter for a goodly while!

There's a lot in it, and I hope it makes you smile! 😁

Queen Glimmer descends from her throne, as if from the clouds, moving lightly through the streaming daylight rays of rose and gold.

Her boots touch each step with a stately grace, and the atmosphere around her is electric with anticipation.

Noble families of Bright Moon, dressed in their finery for the occasion, surround an open space within the large, circular chamber. And at the center amongst them, a figure stands proudly before the throne, waiting to be recognized by the queen. All heads bow in respect as Glimmer steps to the floor.

She approaches, holding a ribbon from which a metallic disc suspends.

She halts before the central figure, her eyes sparkling as she smiles.

Glimmer: [voice raised for the gathering] Double Trouble!

The tall figure raises their head to regard the queen with a bright-eyed grin.

Glimmer looks Double Trouble unwaveringly in the eyes.

Glimmer: [solemnly] All of Bright Moon recognizes your art and your skills, used in service for the benefit of the castle. You have used your special talents to raise the spirits of her inhabitants and to contribute to an atmosphere of harmony and peace.

Double Trouble’s smile widens, and they lower their eyes shyly with a slight turn of their head. Glimmer continues.

Glimmer: [pleased] And furthermore, you were faithful to your word.

Double Trouble meets Glimmer’s eyes again, which sparkle with emotion as she speaks.

Glimmer: By swiftly answering a call for aid in our time of need, you helped to save the life of someone precious to us. And we are grateful.

Behind the queen and off to one side, Catra, Adora, and Bow stand close together, clearly affected by Glimmer’s words. Bow blinks away a tear, and Adora nods solemnly. Catra’s face bears the hint of a sympathetic smile.

Glimmer pauses and raises the medallion, turning to each side of the surrounding audience to show it to them.

Glimmer: [proclaiming] From this day forth, you shall be known to all as . . .

She turns back toward Double Trouble, who inclines forward in a slight bow, lowering their head.

Glimmer: [as she places the medallion around their neck] Double Trouble, . . . Honored Citizen of Bright Moon, . . . First Dramatist of the Realm, and . . .

Having placed the medallion, she pauses, and Double Trouble raises their eyes.

Glimmer: [softer, smiling at them] Friend of the Queen.

Double Trouble beams. Glimmer places a hand on their shoulder.

Glimmer: [directly to them] You have earned her trust.

She lowers her hand, and there is a moment’s pause. Double Trouble blinks their eyes rapidly, then opens their mouth to speak.

Double Trouble: [with hesitation] I . . . I . . . [surprised] I’m speechless!

Suddenly they frown to themself, considering.

Double Trouble: [murmuring] Is this what it feels like to forget a line??

They focus on Glimmer again.

Double Trouble: [continuing, with emotion] But . . . this . . . is what I was hoping for all along!

Lifting the medallion, they stare at it with a mixture of pride and awe.

Double Trouble: Thank you. [pause] Thank you.

They blink at the circle of metal as it reflects a golden shine back at them.

Suddenly, they put a hand to their cheek.

Double Trouble: [with glee] Oh! Ha!

They stare down at their hand coming away from their face, and they see that it is wet as their eyes fill up with fresh tears.

Double Trouble: How a-bout it?! Looks like I’ve just found a better way to cry on cue!

They look up and blink at Glimmer.

With a huge smile, she gestures to the sides of the hall.

Glimmer: Time to take your bows.

As Glimmer continues to look at Double Trouble, she takes two steps backwards and begins clapping. Within a moment, the applause is taken up and magnified around the room so that Double Trouble is surrounded on all sides by adulation!

They turn around to face their fans, beaming and performing a glorious bow.

Double Trouble: [to the audience] Really! You are too kind! But please don’t stop, my darlings!

They continue to bow, as the audience steps up close, intensifying their applause.

Double Trouble catches the eyes of a pair of Bright Moon guards standing together with their helmets removed, giving a wink to the shorter red-head and blowing a kiss to the taller dark-haired one. The two guards giggle self-consciously and share a look and a smile.

Away in their corner of the chamber, Catra and her friends have long since ceased their applause. She folds her arms and smirks.

Catra: Look at them. [shaking her head] They are just eating this up.

Adora puts a hand on her shoulder.

Adora: [kindly] Who cares? Let ‘em have their moment.

Bow moves closer to them, shrugging amiably.

Bow: Yeah, why not? It makes them happy.

Glimmer steps over toward the group, hands behind her back, smiling.

Glimmer: Hey, guuuys! I think it’s time you all got a royal reward, too!

Catra puts out a palm in mild protest.

Catra: Oh. That’s really not necessary.

Adora shakes her head firmly.

Adora: No, of course not! We don’t need a reward.

Glimmer bounces in place with contained enthusiasm.

Glimmer: [sing-songy] Yes, you do! And here it comes!!

With a tiny cry of aggressive friendship, Glimmer leaps at them, throwing her arms out to encircle the trio! She collides with them in a giggling embrace, and they stagger backwards a couple of steps, holding onto one another for support.

Bow: [delighted] Glimmer!

Catra: [in a shrieking giggle] Ha-hai!!

Adora: [joyfully] Awwww, yeah!

Glimmer: [savoring the moment] Mmmmm!

With one arm around Bow’s waist and the other around Catra’s shoulders, her cheek settled against Adora’s shoulder, Glimmer holds her friends close to her, eyes shut tight, swimming in the feeling.

Glimmer: It means so much to me that we’re all still together, and nothing has changed that. You three are the best friends anyone could ever have!

Adora opens her eyes and looks downward into Glimmer’s hair resting on her shoulder.

Adora: [warmly] Aww, Glimmer . . .

All of a sudden her eyes widen and she pulls back a little.

Adora: Glimmer!

Glimmer and the others open their eyes and lift their heads, drawing back. Glimmer stares at Adora, worried.

Glimmer: What?!

Adora: You’re sparkling!

Suddenly, they are all aware of a shimmer of pinkish sparkles floating in the air around them, emanating from Glimmer. They fade as they draw apart.

Glimmer: [knowingly excited] Oh, yeah!

She holds up her hands to show them, as more sparkles glitter in the air around them.

Glimmer: It’s my magic!

Bow looks back and forth between Glimmer’s face and hands in clear astonishment.

Bow: It’s back again?! How?!?

Catra frowns, and then her ear twitches. She looks away as if she is distracted by something else.

Glimmer turns to Adora.

Glimmer: [ebulliently] It’s exactly like you said, Adora! The magic was never gone! [making fists] And I can still feel it, but it’s different from how it was before. I can’t completely control it, and it comes and goes. But . . .

Catra tilts her head.

Catra: [sharply] Shh!

Adora shifts her gaze to Catra, watching her girlfriend curiously.

Glimmer continues her flow, oblivious to whatever Catra is noticing. She opens her hands, wiggling her fingers to release more sparkles. Then she turns to Bow, gesturing excitedly.

Glimmer: . . . it’s there, Bow! My dad said the magic is free now, but it’s wild! It can’t be controlled like we used to do. But, . . . if I can learn how to work with the magic, . . . it could be even more wonderful than it was before!

Catra narrows her eyes in concentration.

Adora looks back to Glimmer.

Adora: [reassuring] I know you’ll figure it out, Glimmer!

Glimmer: [happy and confident] I know! I will!!

Catra: [irritated] Shut up! Shut up! Just . . . listen!

For a moment, they all fall silent and tilt their heads to one side in the effort to comply.

Suddenly, hovering over the rest of the chatter in the room, a quiet, indistinct muttering sound becomes apparent.

Catra: Where is that coming from?

For a few beats, they all look around themselves, perplexed.

Then, realizing it together, Bow and Adora exchange a look and then step apart, creating a gap like the opening of a curtain.

And a short princess with long lavender braids and purple-lensed safety goggles is suddenly revealed. She is speaking quietly into a hand-held recorder.

Entrapta: [continuing in her commentary] . . . thus correlating with the relative proximities of each member of the friend group to every other.

Adora, Bow, and Glimmer: [simultaneously, shocked] ENTRAPTA!!

Catra folds her arms with a smirk.

Catra: Well, obviously it’s Entrapta. She’s been standing there talking to herself for the last few minutes.

Entrapta: [cheerfully] Hi there, Bow! Glimmer! Catra! Adora! [raising her recorder in the air] I’m just recording observations for my research on friendship behavior in groups!

Adora takes a step forward, reaching out a friendly hand that stops short in a gesture.

Adora: [concerned] How are you doing, Entrapta? You look . . . different.

Entrapta smiles and lifts her goggles from her eyes.

Entrapta: I’m doing great! And I’m wearing these goggles because they help me to focus and maintain an objective perspective for my work!

Adora gestures to Entrapta’s thick braids.

Adora: But, I mean, . . . your hair . . . it looks . . .

Bow: [jumping in] Nice! It looks nice!

Adora: [nodding] Yeah! It looks . . .

Catra: [matter-of-factly] Different.

Adora: [completing her sentence] . . . nice. Also different.

Glimmer: [quickly] But nice! Different, but nice!

Entrapta looks down at her hair as if she has only just noticed it. It emerges as ponytails from either side of her head as before, but each ponytail is fashioned into a thick and complicated braid that trails heavily down to the level of Entrapta’s knees.

She picks one up in her hand and studies it.

Entrapta: Oh! Well . . . since I can’t control it anymore, I needed a way to prevent my hair from inhibiting my activities! Perfuma did this! It turns out that she has special knowledge and skill when it comes to hair architecture!

Bow steps up toward Entrapta and lightly places a hand on her shoulder.

Entrapta reaches up and flips her goggles back into place, looking up at him with a curious expression.

Bow: [gently] Entrapta. Would you . . . like to join us?

Entrapta: [curiously] In what?

Glimmer: We’re just hanging out.

Entrapta: Why?

Adora: Because we’re all friends.

Bow: [nodding] And you’re our friend, too.

Entrapta looks down, considering.

Entrapta: Hmm.

She takes a step back, dropping her chin to her hand in reflection.

Entrapta: [quietly] Before all of you came to help me . . . to rescue me . . . I wasn’t sure I had so many friends anymore.

Entrapta looks up at them. She lifts her goggles again and smiles.

Entrapta: But i guess I was mistaken. That happens a lot, especially when it comes to people.

She puts her recorder into her overalls pocket, and she nods.

Entrapta: Okay. I’ll join you! [frowning suddenly] But . . . could you stand a little closer together?

Bow and the others look at one another and shrug. They bunch up a little bit.

Entrapta tilts her head as she regards them.

Entrapta: Mmmm, a little closer.

They bunch up further. Adora grabs Catra’s arm and pulls her very close against her. At first Catra looks slightly irritated, but then she looks up to see Adora’s sweet expression and smiles.

Entrapta studies her grouping of friends for a moment and then smiles again.

Entrapta: [brightly] That looks about right!

All of a sudden, Entrapta launches herself forward and leaps at her friends, bringing them together in another group hug!

Entrapta: [happily] Hahahahahaha!!!

Glimmer: Yes! Group hug!

Adora: [to Catra] Gotcha!

Catra: [squished between Adora and Glimmer] Hey! Okay! Haha!

Bow: [laughing] Keep - hahaha! - breathing! Hahaha!

Entrapta: [with good humor] This is very tight!

And as they all embrace, a shimmer of pink sparkles appears, glittering in the air around them.

Happy Monday, wonderful friends! 😊

I hope my post today gives you a smile to start your week.

Previously in this episode, She-Ra summoned the rest of the princesses to save Entrapta (Part One), and together they formulated a plan (Part Two), which ran into a snag (Part Three). It turned out that Double Trouble is the only one who can help (Part Four).

Part Five began with Double Trouble taking on a new role in an effort to summon Darla.

I'm dedicating this second half of the chapter to Shadow (@Shadow and Light am I right? ), and I hope she likes what I'm doing here!

It's time so see if Double Trouble can complete the unique challenge that they started, and if you didn't read the first half to this chapter, please do so here!

Ready now? Here we go!

Mere minutes later, a massive shape descends, blocking the starlight over the main entrance to Castle Bright Moon like a heavy cloud, and shivering the air with a droning whir of engines.

A perfect version of Entrapta stands on the walkway through the shallow moat, grinning upward and rocking up and down on her toes, her fingertips tapping together excitedly as she watches the mighty spacecraft Darla descend with the grace of an eagle.

Standing a few paces behind her, Bow watches with Catra beside him, his expression smiling in relief, hers with a slight frown of anxiety.

Spinnerella and Netossa approach from the steps of the castle, holding hands and sharing a hopeful glance.

As Darla’s fins touch the surface of the moat, her wide ramp unfolds from her underbelly, reaching down to touch the walkway a few feet in front of Entrapta.

Catra is the first to move.

Catra: [impatiently] Let’s go.

As she steps toward the base of the ramp, she gives the faux Entrapta a wide berth, tossing her a distrustful look. But all of a sudden Entrapta launches into motion, her ponytails striking the ground to propel her up the ramp like stilts.

Entrapta/Trouble: [gleefully] Hahaha!!!

However, after only a few long strides, the hair-stilts become misaligned, twisting into each other and causing this more clumsy Entrapta to fall, crashing head-first onto the metal with a resonant clang!

She tumbles over and sits up on the ramp, pushing aside her own hair from her face with a bemused frown, unharmed but shaken.

Entrapta/Trouble: [wonderingly, to herself] How does she do it?!?

Catra walks quickly by her, casting an amused smirk her direction, and disappears into the ship.

Entrapta shakes her head wonderingly. Then she notices an offered hand beside her shoulder.

Bow: Hey.

Entrapta looks up to see Bow’s face with the hint of a friendly smile.

Bow: You okay?

Entrapta smiles self-consciously and takes Bow’s hand, letting him help her to her feet. She nods to him.

Bow: [encouragingly] Come on.

He nods and lets go of her hand.

She follows him into the ship, trailed by Spinnerella and Netossa.

Once inside, on the huge command deck, the group spreads out, Bow and Entrapta following Catra toward the forward control panel, while Netossa and Spinnerella separate to explore either side of the deck with their individual expressions of wonder.

Entrapta’s expression is all aglow as she draws alongside Darla’s holographic sphere floating near the control panels.

Entrapta/Trouble: Great job, Darla! I knew I could count on you! We’ve got an important mission to accomplish!

Spinnerella and Netossa look upward in different directions as the air reverberates with Darla’s smooth, comforting feminine voice.

Darla: I am ready, Entrapta. What is our next heading?

For a moment, Entrapta looks uncertain.

Entrapta/Trouble: Ahhhhhhh . . .

She glances at Bow, who nods seriously to her. She turns back toward Darla’s sphere.

Entrapta/Trouble: [with the tiniest hint of regret] It’s actually Bow’s mission. I want you to follow his lead on this one. I’m . . .

She looks back toward the hatchway, where General Juliet stands at the top of the ramp, arms folded.

Entrapta/Trouble: I’m staying in Bright Moon for now. I’ve got . . . [smiling] a science-y project I’m working on!

Darla: Very well. Bow. I await your instruction.

Entrapta turns back toward Bow, eyes wide and vulnerable.

Entrapta/Trouble: And . . . Bow, . . .

She turns her eyes downward, running both hands through a thick strand of her hair.

Entrapta/Trouble: [tentatively] Thank you for . . . for giving me a chance.

She looks up at Bow with a tiny, fragile smile.

Bow hesitates, but then smiles back kindly.

Bow: Well. That’s just what a friend would do.

Entrapta/Trouble: [looking downward again] Oh. Friendship. Right.

She meets Bow’s eyes with a questioning frown.

Entrapta/Trouble: I guess that’s what Bright Moon is all about, huh?

Bow nods.

Bow: Yeah.

Entrapta looks at him and smiles.

Entrapta/Trouble: [with sincerity] I’ll try to remember that. Good luck, Bow.

And she raises up a little on her ponytails until she is level with Bow and close enough to plant a small kiss on his cheek. She pulls back quickly as Bow startles, eyes widened in surprise.

Entrapta turns to Catra and smiles at her.

Entrapta/Trouble: Good luck, Catra.

As she begins to rise up, Catra hurriedly steps backwards, holding her hands up in a warding gesture.

Catra: [firmly] N-no, Dou--! I mean, . . . Entrapta! That’s okay! I’m good. But . . . [with a little smile] thanks for . . . you know.

Entrapta smiles and giggles nervously, and there is a strange momentary flash of yellow in her eyes, which disappears in an instant.

Entrapta/Trouble: Oh! Hahahaha! Sorry! I just got a little . . . ! Well . . .

She steps backward toward the hatchway beside General Juliet, who watches her suspiciously.

Entrapta grins at Bow and Catra with her characteristic enthusiasm.

Entrapta/Trouble: Good-bye! And truly! Good luck with the mission!!

She executes an odd little bow, her hair waving over her head. Then she turns quickly and scampers down the ramp out of sight.

General Juliet performs a more formal bow, then turns to follow.

Outside, under the night sky and three of Etheria’s glowing moons, Entrapta and General Juliet turn back to see the ramp retract and Darla begin to rise to the humming whine of her engines. The massive craft rotates in place high overhead, before momentarily glowing with energy and careening off over the cliffs.

General Juliet’s attention is drawn to a creeping black shadow that flows over Entrapta’s form, quickly obscuring her body from her boots to the tips of her ponytails. The shadow seems to contract in on itself, and the featureless body thins and stretches. Within a few seconds, the darkness recedes and evaporates, revealing Double Trouble’s lithe reptilian physique and an expression of mild concern.

They turn their gaze to General Juliet.

Double Trouble: Here’s some free advice, honey. Whatever role you’ve got . . . whether you’re the star . . .

They turn back to stare into Darla’s invisible wake.

Double Trouble: . . . or just the opener . . . always commit.

They frown and sigh.

Double Trouble: [quietly] I . . . I only hope it was enough.

There is a beat in which General Juliet’s expression toward them softens a little.

General Juliet: [reassuringly] Knowing the queen as I do, I believe I can say that when she hears of your performance, . . . she will be pleased.

Double Trouble smiles at this, and their eyes brighten as if they suddenly hear the world applauding.

Hello, adventurous readers! 😁

I'm glad you're here!

Did you catch the mid-week bonus post?

Well, then, let's recap for a moment.

Previously in Episode 76:

Part One: Catra and Swift Wind feel the power of She-Ra's call.

Part Two: At Catra's urging, Bow and the princesses formulate a plan to save their friends!

Part Three: Time is running out for Entrapta; and Catra, Bow, and General Juliet realize that their best chance means making a deal with a former ally and former enemy.

Part Four: Double Trouble is "a delight . . . and a menace . . . as usual"

I'm dedicating this one to Vivian ( @FlamingSunsetSecretSpitfire ) because it's been a while, and I want to!

What will happen when Etheria's most chaotic performer takes on one of their most chaotic roles? 🤔

The result is too good for one post!

So I am making it two! 😊

Look out for the second part of this chapter in a couple days as you begin your week!

Onward, friends!

The Crypto Castle lies quiet and still on the cliffs of the Kingdom of Dryl, her grayish-purple walls blending in with the natural rock faces sheltering her.

The oval windows of the castle glow with a lavender light, like the eyes of an enormous crouching spider.

Deep within, an electric humming vibrates within the space of a vast chamber. It’s source is Darla, a huge and magnificent diamond-shaped spacecraft standing empty and dormant within.

On Darla’s flight deck, a gentle electric glow in geometric patterns emanates from the floor and the wall-to-wall console surrounding it. And a large violet holographic wire-frame sphere hovers in the air, as if overseeing everything beneath.

Suddenly, the air around it shimmers, and a virtual screen unfolds, piercing the atmosphere and breaking the quiet.

Entrapta: [with urgency] Darla! Hey, Daaaaaarla!!

A bright-eyed beaming face suddenly fills the screen.

The floating sphere immediately reacts, vibrating in the air and brightening in a more vibrant shade of violet.

Darla: [with affection] Entrapta! Hello!

Entrapta’s face grins and blinks with relief.

Entrapta: [lovingly] Hi-ya, girl!! How are you feeling?!

The sphere pulsates as Darla speaks.

Darla: [with a tinge of pride] My critical systems are fully restored, all essential functions operating at 86% efficiency, and my energy reserves are nearing maximum capacity. And how are you, Entrapta?

Entrapta chuckles.

Entrapta: [ebulliently] Haha! Great!! I’ve been doing science! Sooooooo much science!!! Hahahahahahaha!!!

Darla: [seriously] Message: Bow would like to see you as soon as possible.

Entrapta: [in happy surprise] Oh! Bow is here with me!! He’s helping me out! With sci-ence!!! It’s wonderful! But now I need you, Darla! I need you here in Bright Moon right away!!

Immediately, the entire deck lights up with energy, and the huge panoramic windows brighten to display a scene of Entrapta’s laboratory outside the ship. A revving whining hum of massive engines arises all around, and the floor begins to vibrate.

Darla: I am commencing departure.

Outside the ship, as Darla begins to slowly rise, the walls and floor tremble, causing instruments strewn across workbenches to rattle, monitor screens to ripple, and thick vertical cables snaking from the ceiling to sway in sinuous rhythmic motions.

Once Darla is off the floor, the ceiling above her splits down the middle, and the two halves begin to fold back, revealing a dark sky spangled with glittering stars. Darla slowly and dramatically rears back, her bow rising to aim for the heavens. Within a few moments, the ceiling has laid the universe bear to her, and the whine of her engines rises to a gentle roar. Then all at once, in the space between one heartbeat and the next, Darla suddenly shoots into the sky, and she is underway at an astonishing speed!

Far away, in Bright Moon’s Council Chamber, Bow watches the performance with wide-eyed appreciation, while Catra, General Juliet, Spinnerella, and Netossa stand apart.

The counterfeit Entrapta gazes down at the tracker pad in her hands with a delighted gleam in her eye. The violet sphere on the screen glows with determination.

Darla: [from the screen] I am now en route to Castle Bright Moon, Entrapta, and will be meeting you there momentarily.

Entrapta/Trouble: Good girl, Darla! See you soon!

The image on the tracker pad fades to a dot, and the screen goes dark. Entrapta looks up to Bow with a wink and a grin. He blinks at this.

Bow: [slightly in awe] Double Trouble, . . . that was really--

But the purple-haired princess of science interrupts him.

Entrapta/Trouble: [in a rush of words] Applause later, Bow! ‘Cause Darla moves fast!! Come on!!

And, in a chaotic flurry of hair and feet, she bounds from the room at a terrific speed, leaving her companions to sprint after her as best they can.

✨SURPRISE!✨ 😃

Here's a mid-week bonus chapter post for you!

I just couldn't wait until the weekend to bring out this bit of my fanfic for ya!

So far in Episode 76:

With She-Ra's urgent message to Bright Moon via Catra and Swift Wind . . . (Part One)

Catra joins Bow and General Juliet in a plan to bring the princesses together . . . (Part Two)

Glimmer, Adora, Hordak and Wink are desperately trying to keep Entrapta alive, while their one hope of bringing everyone together is maddeningly out of reach . . . (Part Three)

And now, it's finally time to call upon an unlikely ally, who suddenly seems to be essential to the plan for saving Entrapta!

I am dedicating this chapter to my friend Constellation ( @JellyfishConstellation ), mostly because of their comment on this chapter post.

And also, I am calling my good friend Samantha ( @--sxmxntha-is-CHAOS-- ) because she should be here for this.

We return to Bright Moon and a night of trouble . . .

There is an area In Bright Moon Castle that resides far removed from all other activities in the palace. Until recently, it was nearly forgotten.

But now, there is one room where a glorious transformation has taken place.

The walls have been draped in luxurious flows of fabric. Curtains of silky teal and pink stretch from floor to ceiling, creating a space seemingly animated with mystery and magic.

The lights flood in to brightly illuminate one end of the room where a series of wide steps has been erected, leading up to a grand stage dominated by a decadent lounge. And resting casually across the lounge, with legs crossed and arms splayed in easy confidence, is the mesmerizing presence of Bright Moon’s newest inhabitant: Double Trouble!

Flanking either side of them stand a pair of Bright Moon guards, resembling less an assigned escort, but rather more like the personal retinue of a monarch seated on their throne of power.

Double Trouble inclines their head toward the trio assembled below: General Juliet on one side of the steps, hands on hips in a wide commanding stance, Catra to the other side with her arms folded in impatient distrust, and between them Bow as the diplomat having stated his case.

Double Trouble lays a hand on their thigh and a considering finger to their chin.

Double Trouble: [coolly, with relish] At last! Bright Moon has gotten wise to the treasure dwelling in their midst and comes to me for assistance! A command performance on behalf of the queen, no less!

They sigh, turning to study their fingernails.

Double Trouble: [with mild disappointment] Though it is a shame she couldn’t come to see me herself.

General Juilet frowns, her voice pressing.

General Juliet: If you are truly interested in proving your sincerity to the queen, Double Trouble, then helping us is your best chance to do that.

Double Trouble uncrosses their legs, planting their weight and leaning forward, hands on their thighs.

Double Trouble: [pointedly] Oh, my help was never in question. You need me. [with a darker tone] And you’re desperate! So . . . the only real question is: . . .

Double Trouble raises a challenging eyebrow, showing their teeth in a satisfied grin.

Double Trouble: [quietly, with emphasis] What’s it worth to you?

There is a momentary silence in which Bow opens his mouth to speak, but this is broken by a sharp shinging sound as Catra takes a step forward. Both sets of claws suddenly bared.

There is a beat. Then Double Trouble leaps energetically to their feet in playful mirth.

Double Trouble: [to Catra, clapping their hands together] Oh, kitten! Your face!

They cast their eyes across each of their visitors, beaming, then give themselves a little round of applause!

Double Trouble: All your faces!! How delicious! How sweet! I really had you going there, didn’t I?!

They cavort to the edge of the stage and bend forward at the hips, bringing their face to within a few inches of Catra’s.

Double Trouble: [sweetly] It’s so adorable.

Catra raises a claw menacingly as Double Trouble dances away, coming to sit gracefully on the top step at the center stage.

Double Trouble: [casually] I was only teasing, my darlings!

They fold their hands together beside their cheek and blink eagerly up at the stage lights.

Double Trouble: I’ve been looking forward to a challenge like this!

They turn back to their audience with a confident smile, holding their palms outward like a magician.

Double Trouble: [with anticipation] Just give me five minutes to get into character, while you prepare yourselves to be dazzled!

All at once, Double Trouble stands above them all, spreading their arms dramatically.

Double Trouble: And then I promise you a princess-rescuing performance like nothing you’ve ever seen!!

Welcome back to my story! 😊

Episode 76 opened with Catra and Swift Wind receiving an urgent message from She-Ra as Bow rallies the princesses for action. (Part One)

This week, I am pleased to present you with a longer chapter as the princesses, unable to use magic, develop a plan, joining together on a mission to save their friends!

But first, I would like to dedicate this week's chapter to two new friends who have joined our beloved wiki: Goober ( @Goofylittlegoober ) and Jubilee ( @.extravagant-jubilee. ) 😄

Even though you probably haven't read my fanfic before, I am hoping there is something here you will like.

And if you want to check out what came before, you can find all of my Season Six and Season Seven as part of our Fan Fiction Archive!

And now, let's see what transpires upon the return of Catra and Swift Wind to Bright Moon!

Swift Wind and Catra enter the Council Chamber side by side. Catra’s expression is serious in contrast to her grinning and self-satisfied companion.

Bow smiles widely, throwing his arms apart, as if to embrace them.

Bow: You’re back!

Without a word, Catra moves quickly to the table, beside Juliet. She leans over the tracker pad, nodding with approval.

Catra: [all business-like] You’ve already contacted the other princesses. Good.

Bow’s smile fades as he looks around.

He returns to the table, standing on the other side of the tracker pad, and looks questioningly at Catra.

Bow: What happened? Where are Glimmer and Adora?

Catra looks up sternly.

Catra: Adora needs the princesses. We’ve gotta get them to the Chamber of the Heart.

Bow regards her with wondering eyes, as Swift Wind casually strides over.

Bow: She told you that?

Catra shakes her head briefly.

Catra: No. But she sent a signal. Like the beacon.

Swift Wind nods, his muzzle poking out from over the top of the chair back.

Swift Wind: That’s right! I felt her.

Catra: [pressing] And it’s urgent. We need to bring them right away.

Bow nods to her. He picks up the tracker pad, addressing the group.

Bow: Okay. You heard that. What can we do?

Mermista’s face appears on the monitor, eyes rolling heavenward.

Mermista: Uuuuuuuuuum. Not a lot. Without our magic.

She glances outward from the screen, shrugging.

Mermista: I mean, . . . Sea Hawk’s ship is fast, but like . . . ya got a few hours?

Bow wrinkles his brow.

Bow: Scorpia? What about you? Could you take your skiff?

Scorpia appears on the tracker pad screen, chuckling uncomfortably, and tapping her chin with her claw.

Scorpia: Heh-heh. Well, in theory, that would be [her face falls] . . . completely impossible.

Scorpia cocks her head and looks upward, considering.

Scorpia: [to herself] I’m not even sure where all the pieces are!

Bow: [clutching at straws] Frosta? What about you?

Frosta’s face wears a bland expression as she replies.

Frosta: Stuck at the top of a mountain, Bow. Remember?

Bow: [deflated] Oh. Right.

Catra throws both hands into the air in exasperation and leans in toward Bow’s face.

Catra: [irritated] Arrghh!! None of you are getting this! [emphatically] This needs to happen! We don’t have time to focus on what we can’t do! We’ve got to figure this out, and do it now!!

Swift Wind sticks his head up close between them, smiling.

Swift Wind: [smugly] I hear what you’re saying, and what you’re really trying to say is . . .

Suddenly, the magnificent steed steps backwards, creating space to unfurl his wings in a brilliant display of sparkling rainbow plumage!

Swift Wind: [triumphantly] Swift Wiiiind!

There is momentary silence, as Bow sets down the pad.

He stands up straight, folds his arms, and faces Swift Wind, unimpressed

Bow: Okay, Swift Wind. How many people can you carry at a time?

Swift Wind straightens up proudly.

Swift Wind: [confidently] How many do you need?!

Bow: Frosta, Perfuma, Mermista, Scorpia, Spinnerella, and Netossa

Swift Wind tilts his head and squints in a pondering way.

Swift Wind: [considering] Uhhhhhh, lemme see . . .

He picks up a hoof and looks at it for a moment. Then he sets it down and inspects his other fore-hoof. Next, he turns his head to glance at his own back.

He turns toward Catra, who is glaring at him.

Finally, he turns back toward Bow.

Swift Wind: [innocently] Mmmmm, what was that you said about Frosta?

Bow: [nodding] Fine. Go get Frosta. She’s the most remote and the most difficult to reach over land.

There is a sudden whoop from the tracker pad.

Frosta: [ecstatically] Yes!!

All eyes turn toward the screen.

Frosta: [slightly self-conscious] Uhh, good plan. G’bye!

Frosta beams and runs offscreen.

Swift Wind raises one hoof to his forelock in a salute to Bow.

Swift Wind: [dramatically] I will not fail you in this noble mission!

He turns and springs into the air, wheeling around and gliding out of the chamber.

Bow: [sighing] Well, that’s one down. Five to go.

Catra: No! We need to simplify. We’re looking for transportation for three locations to get to the Valley of the Heart. Bright Moon, the Fright Zone, and Salineas.

Scorpia raises a claw on the tracker pad.

Scorpia: [lightly] Uh, it’s actually the Peace Zone now. Just . . . saying.

Catra: [snapping at the pad] Whatever. [raising her eyes to everyone in the room] Now, think, people! What have we got?!

Another voice arises from the tracker pad.

Mermista: Uuuuuuuuum, wasn’t there this super-fast ship that Entrapta and Adora had? The one that could go into space and travel, like, a zillion miles an hour?

Catra and Bow stare at each other wide-eyed as they listen.

Mermista: [from the tracker pad] Yeah, whatever happened to that? ‘Cause, that would come in clutch right now.

Catra and Bow: [together] Darla!

Mermista’s face frowns on the tracker pad monitor.

Mermista: Who?

Bow beams and does a little jump in the air.

Bow: [energized] Yes! If we could get help from Darla, we might be able to get all of the princesses together within minutes!

General Juliet steps in and quickly slides the tracker pad to one side.

General Juliet: If I may, master archer.

Bow nods, and she activates a control on the table, causing a pink holographic wire-frame relief image of landscape terrain to emerge from the surface of the table.

General Juliet: You’ll need a strategy, [looking toward Catra] as I understand that time is of the essence.

Catra nods and steps aside to give the General plenty of space.

Netossa and Spinnerella circle closer to the other side of the table so that they can easily see the area in question.

General Juliet: What is the current location of the ship?

Catra: Entrapta said she was “resting” in Dryl.

General Juliet points to a highland location somewhat north and west of the symbol for Bright Moon.

General Juliet: Here, then.

Catra: How far away is that?

General Juliet: About an hour and a half by foot.

Catra opens her mouth to protest, but Bow raises a reassuring hand.

Bow: [quickly] But, Entrapta gave us Darla’s frequency! if I can contact her remotely, then she could be here in a couple of minutes.

Catra nods.

Catra: That’s good. Then what?

General Juilet draws a line through the air to a location with a crescent moon icon above it.

General Juliet: From Bright Moon . . .

She moves her finger north halfway up the map toward a coastline location in an inlet.

General Juliet: To Salineas.

Then, in a wide sweep, she moves her arm to point toward the western side of the map.

General Juliet: Then the Peace Zone.

Catra steps forward and interrupts, pointing and drawing a large circle around the area where the General is pointing.

Catra: [sternly] The Peace Zone is huge. Scorpia, where exactly are you?

Scorpia’s voice emerges from the tracker pad.

Scorpia: [cheerfully] Oh, we’re easy to find. Perfuma and I have made a big camp with our people on the eastern border. We’ll be ready for you!

Catra: Good. Then stay put.

General Julilet makes a final motion of her arm, drawing a line part of the way back toward Bright Moon and pointing to a feature with a C-shaped cliff face.

General Juliet: Finally, the Valley of the Heart.

She looks up and meets Bow’s eyes with a little frown.

General Juliet: It’s quite a distance.

Bow reaches up and rubs the back of his neck, contemplating the map anxiously.

Bow: The problem is Salineas. It takes us in a completely different direction from everything else!

Suddenly the tracker pad vibrates with Mermista’s voice.

Mermista: [perturbed] Ex-cuse me! Could you not?!

Bow grabs the tracker pad and watches as the monitor image blurs away from Mermista’s scowling face and sweeps over to Sea Hawk’s bright-eyed grin.

Sea Hawk: [to Bow] Bow! Mermista and I are already out on the sea! We will alter our course and make for Seaworthy! There, we shall rendezvous!

Bow shakes his head vigorously at the tracker pad.

Bow: No! That’ll take too long. It’s too far by ship from Salineas!

The monitor blurs again as there is an apparent struggle for control of the pad.

Mermista’s voice: [from offscreen] It’s -- I’ll take that!

The image resolves on Mermista, who stares out with a bland look.

Mermista: it’s really not, though, Bow.

Bow: [perplexed] But Sea Hawk . . . when we . . .

Mermista raises an eyebrow, looking out from the screen.

Mermista: Hold on. Lemme guess. He took you on the ad-ven-tur-ous route from Sea Worthy to Salineas, right?

Bow: Uhhh . . .

Mermista: [nodding from the pad] Yeah. There’s a quicker way. We’ll be there by the time you’re ready with . . . [with an awkward expression] Darla, I guess?

Bow nods and smiles at Mermista.

Bow: Great! Okay. I’m gonna end this call, and then we’ll contact Darla. We’ll come for you all soon! Mermista first. Then Scorpia and Perfuma. Everybody be ready!

Scorpia and Perfuma appear on the tracker pad screen.

Perfuma: [serenely] We’ll be ready for you. We will be centered and calm.

Scorpia: Good luck, Bow!

The image switches to Mermista’s face.

Mermista: Yeah, we’ll be ready, too. We’ll be . . . you know, . . . us.

Sea Hawk’s face appears from the side of the frame.

Sea Hawk: [enthusiastically] Adventure!!

Mermista: [shaking her head] Really? [to Bow] Okay, ‘bye.

Bow thumbs a control, and the screen goes dark.

Catra watches him closely as he adjusts the controls.

Bow: Okay. Now for Darla.

Hey there, ma peeps! 🐥😊

My fanfic is heading toward another climax in the near future.

So, you may look forward to plenty of excitement and tension!

To recap Episode 75 so far:

What is giving Catra a disturbing feeling, and what terrible force attacks Adora? (Part One)

Why is everyone in such a good mood around Bright Moon? (Part Two)

Has the Best Friends Squad truly been betrayed by a friend? (Part Three)

Can Entrapta overcome the darkness within herself? (Part Four)

And what desperate measure causes Glimmer and Adora to leave the ones they love? (Part Five)

I am dedicating this chapter to Alex ( @DontYouGetitILuvYou ), a fine friend and good soul. 😁

This one is for those who will rage with Adora and weep with Catra.

The chapter is a little shorter than some, but I hope you will find it exciting.

I promise you much more in the coming weeks.

On with the show, my friends!

In the solitude of the Heart Chamber, Entrapta smiles slightly in the soft white glow. She slowly withdraws a lock of her hair from a control on the panel before her.

Entrapta: It’s done.

Outside under the starry night sky, a flash of bright pink sparkles explodes into existence a few feet above the ground, directly in front of the entrance to the Chamber of the Heart. Glimmer and the brilliantly glowing She-Ra solidify, landing firmly on their feet, their stances tensed for action.

She-Ra’s sword is already drawn back. She launches herself forward to smash through the door with a powerful swing.

She-Ra: [raging] Rrrrrrr-AUGGHHH!!

On impact, there is a colossal flash of white light, and She-Ra is knocked backwards, her blow completely repelled! The force is enough to knock her and Glimmer off their feet! With evident surprise, they land heavily on the ground, stunned.

Inside the Chamber of the Heart, Entrapta continues narrating into her recorder.

Entrapta: [with a sigh] I’ve locked all of the security protocols into their hybernation state. Now nothing can get into this complex or interfere with my work.

Entrapta frowns in sudden determination.

Entrapta: [speaking rapidly] Not until I disable the systems! Which I am doing now!

Entrapta leaps at the controls, both hands working furiously, and her hair suddenly agitates around her in waves of desperation!

As she furiously manipulates the controls before her, there is a terrible, screeching whine, as if a vast mechanism is clashing within itself.

The liquid white and rainbow-colored lights swirling above her take on a flame-red sheen, and the ambient light of the room suddenly dims around her.

At the outdoor entrance to the chamber, She-Ra is back on her feet, forcefully throwing her body against the metal doors, which glow and buzz and crackle at every impact, as if a force field is resisting her. Every time she lands, she leaps again, repeatedly smashing against the barrier, her teeth gritted in single-minded focus.

Glimmer stands beside her wheeling her arms as she fires glowing balls of energy in a ceaseless barrage.

The sound of the attacks and the resistance from the shielding rise to a piercing shriek, and then -- it is as if a plug is pulled.

The pitch of the shriek plummets to a fading low whine and vanishes.

In that same moment, Glimmer’s sparkles wink out, and the glow leaves She-Ra.

Glimmer: [deflated] Unnnggh.

Adora: [as if struck] Oouagh!

Adora and Glimmer collapse to the ground, their energy spent.

Bright Moon Castle shines stolidly into the night, her towers overlooked by a deep purple sky sparkling with stars.

Within, Catra kneels on the floor of the room she shares with Adora, her forehead pressed against the hard floor. Fists balled, she pounds the floor in frustration as angry tears flow.

Catra: [mournfully] No! No! [her voice breaking] Adora!

Bow hangs his head, staring listlessly at the dead screen of the tracker pad that dips toward the floor in his hands.

Suddenly, his attention is caught by a flickering light from the corner of his eye.

He lifts his head and turns toward the wavering glow in wonder.

Bow: [mildly alarmed] Catra?

He begins walking toward the balcony.

Catra lifts her head, eyes widened in curiosity, the tears still streaming.

She sees the strange flicker of the light and stands up.

Suddenly, she sprints to the archway leading out to the balcony.

Pushing past Bow, she arrives at the railing of the balcony and looks out toward the Moonstone.

It’s glow is wavering, struggling to maintain its luminescence.

Catra touches the crystal hanging from her hip and glances downward. The gem is flickering white light in an identical pattern with the Moonstone.

She frowns decisively.

Lifting her head, she calls out loudly, her voice slightly rough from emotion.

Catra: Swift Wiiiind!!

Bow pauses several feet behind her, eyes wide.

A moment later, a large white figure ascends toward the balcony on rainbow wings, calling as he comes.

Swift Wind: [proudly] Did somebody say, “Swift Wind!”??

Catra growls at him, the echo of a sob still in her voice.

Catra: Yes!! I did, you idiot! Come on!!

Without further hesitation, Catra springs from the balcony, reaching out and landing astride Swift Wind’s back, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck and her face by his ear.

Catra: [urgently] Let’s go!

As Swift Wind wheels around away from the castle, Bow runs to the balcony edge, holding up a hand.

Bow: Wait!

Catra calls back over her shoulder.

Catra: I’m going to help! And I’ll bring them back!

Bow stands helplessly as they rapidly make their way toward the sky over the cliffs.

Turning his attention to the Moonstone, Bow watches its light dim further, until it fades completely.

He frowns and looks down at his tracker pad.

Gripping it with renewed inspiration, he begins thumbing the controls as he turns and walks back inside the castle.

Hello again, my friends! 😁

Thank you for supporting and enjoying my fanfic!

There are more secrets to be revealed today.

And truths that explain much.

But first, let's recap the events so far of Ep 75:

In Part One, Catra consoles Adora in her worries but cannot foresee her girlfriend's sudden collapse!

In Part Two, Glimmer's happiness at the return of her magic is interrupted by the appearance of a charming but mischievous shape-shifter!

In Part Three, Bow, Glimmer and Catra find Adora in much distress as they learn that Entrapta may have betrayed them!

And in Part Four, we learn that Entrapta is struggling against a previously unknown darkness deep within herself!

This week's chapter is one that I am dedicating to a great new friend, Maymay ( @Maymay175 )!

Among other things, there are some Catradora feels in this, so I hope you will like it. 😊

Now, everyone . . .

Prepare thee for angst.

Bow and Glimmer stand side-by-side, stunned and staring down at Adora in her agony.

Catra crouches next to Adora, the pain of helpless worry written on her face, her arms straining within a few inches from her girlfriends body, cradling her, even without physical touch.

Adora is consumed by a focused inward concentration, trembling and groaning softly with her teeth pressed together.

Bow shakes his head, his eyes wide with fear.

Bow: How? I can’t believe that . . . Entrapta . . .

Adora’s voice emerges as a growl, compressed by a painful tension.

Adora: She restarted the System, and now she’s activating the weapon!! If we don’t stop her, it will destroy everything!!

Adora manages to look up at Bow, her anger tinged with a pleading expression.

Adora: [in terrible pain] I’m trying . . . to stop it. If I transform, then . . . the weapon will fire! [shaking with tears] Pleaaase, Bow! I can’t . . . do this . . . much longer!!

Catra flashes a fierce look at Bow.

Catra: [with deadly urgency] Do something. [desperately] This is killing her!

All at once, Glimmer cries out.

Glimmer: [shocked] Bow!

Bow looks to see Glimmer staring down at her hands and seeing that her entire body is glowing in a strident reddish pink light! She turns her eyes in frightened worry to Bow.

Bow: [with decision] Okay! Hold on! I’m gonna call her.

He strides quickly to the lounge by the circular window of Glimmer’s room and scoops up the tracker pad he left lying there. With several careful touches, he activates it and begins to tune the signal.

The pad emits a few piercing whistles and whines, finally settling into a fevered rush of static.

Adora shudders.

Adora: [racked in pain] Ernnggghh!!

Bow: [urgently] Hang on! Just a second!

He moves back toward the group, lifting his tracker pad up and slowly swinging it around in an arc as he adjusts the settings.

The screen of the pad is rippling with a fuzzy grayness, intersected by moving parallel lines of thin color.

The staticky rush rises and falls in intensity, interspersed with meaningless electronic whines.

Bow: [in frustration] There’s nothing! The signals are being overwhelmed by competing energy waves!

Catra stands up and reaches out a hand for the tracker pad.

Catra: [snapping] Give it to me. I’ll do it.

Bow pulls away.

Bow: [hopefully] No, wait! I think I’ve got something!

As Bow lowers the pad to shoulder level, the static seems to thin, and a hazy picture starts to resolve. It’s the frowning face of Entrapta, emerging through the snowy image!

Finally, the audio hiss diminishes, and Entrapta’s voice can be heard.

Entrapta: [calling through the hiss] Bow! Bowww!

Bow beams down at the screen.

Bow: [relieved] Yes! Entrapta! I can hear you!

Entrapta: [from the pad, sounding pleased] Oh, good! I’m using Darla’s frequency to carry this signal! It’s the only one I could find that can transmit through the energy waves of the First One’s systems!

Bow: [pressing] What’s going on, Entrapta?! Are you okay? Something’s happening to Adora and Glimmer, and --!

Entrapta interrupts him with a sudden note of regret.

Entrapta: [from the pad] I know! I . . . [in a tone of defeat] the Heart of Etheria is . . . nearing activation readiness, and I . . . I’m trying to stop it, but . . .

Glimmer and Bow are staring at the tracker pad screen with looks of intense worry.

Catra is holding Adora tightly, eyes squeezed shut, willing Adora her strength.

Adora, absorbed in her agonizing concentration, is ignoring Catra’s touch. As if it no longer matters.

Entrapta: [raising her voice, sorrowfully] I made a miscalculation, Bow. I thought I understood how to fix everything, but . . . it turns out I can’t!

Bow steadies his voice for Entrapta.

Bow: It’ll be okay, Entrapta. I’m here. Tell me what’s happening, and maybe I can help.

Entrapta: [with sudden intensity] No, Bow! You don’t understand!!

Bow’s and Glimmer’s eyes widen at the harshness of Entrapta’s response.

Bow: [a bit hesitantly] But, as your friend, . . . and as fellow Etherian makers, maybe we can fix the problem together.

The tracker pad vibrates in Bow’s hands, and Entrapta’s voice fuzzes as she screams out of it.

Entrapta: [fiercely] You can’t!!

Halfway across the world, in a chamber of light and swirling brilliance, Entrapta squeezes her eyes shut, releasing two tiny tears of frustration.

Entrapta: [in angry despair] I’M the problem!!

She opens her eyes slowly during the momentary silence, and they are filled with devastation.

Entrapta: [softer] And I should have realized it before.

Entrapta casts her eyes downward, somber and morose. Even the activity of her hair seems to slow down, though it continues to wave around her, interacting with the console and the dancing lights overhead. Wreathing her with a strange sort of beauty.

Entrapta: [reflectively, beginning to tear up] The way science has always fascinated me . . .

Her expression goes dark.

Entrapta: [Angrily] All the times I did the wrong thing because it was easier to work with machines and electronics than to try to understand people! My stupid, uncontrollable obsession with First Ones tech! [taking a breath] Because I AM First Ones tech!!

From the tracker pad, Bow looks up at her in sympathetic distress.

Bow: [his voice tiny from the pad] No. You’re not, Entrapta! You’re --

Entrapta cuts him off.

Entrapta: [resigned] Yes, Bow. It’s true. I am. [rubbing one hand over her arm] It’s everywhere, throughout my entire body. Much denser and far more extensively embedded in me than it is with any of the other princesses. [she sighs, and continues heavily] And now . . . I understand why. I . . . wait a minute. I need to log this.

With a single nimble strand of hair, Entrapta reaches out to the console surface for her recorder, drawing it close to her lips. She continues speaking.

Entrapta: [emotionlessly, with formality] First Ones Tech Experiment Log, Day 347, final entry. [pausing, raising her eyebrow quizzically] Final entry? [considering, she lets her eyebrow fall] Yeah. This is probably it.

In the comforting warmth of Glimmer’s bedroom, Bow unconsciously shakes the tracker pad as he cries out to it powerlessly.

Bow: [desperately] Entrapta! No! Please! [emphatically] Let me help you! We’ll figure this out!

He looks over to Glimmer, whose eyes are closed as she holds her shoulders tensely, breathing deeply through the waves of red-pink light pulsing through her.

Bow: Glimmer?

She doesn’t answer, as a deep intake of breath can be heard from the tracker pad in Bow’s hands, and Entrapta’s voice continues.

Entrapta: [from the pad, as if to herself] I have now discovered my ultimate destiny. [her tone shifts, almost proud] I am a product of First Ones tech: the Maintengineer of the Heart of Etheria, . . .

While Entrapta speaks from the tracker pad, several feet away, Adora stirs, and begins to rise to her feet.

Adora: [groaning] Unnnghh.

Catra stands up with her, her brow wrinkled in concern, her focus entirely on her girl.

Catra: [worried] Adora?

Entrapta’s voice continues.

Entrapta: [from the pad] . . . I am powered by a hidden Runestone, which is protected inside me and inseparable from my body.

Adora’s right arm hangs stiffly at her side, as if injured, but the hand is open wide and shaking. She holds her arm tightly against herself with her left hand, as if restraining it. She opens her eyes and turns her gaze to Glimmer. Catra watches Adora closely, holding her shoulders protectively.

Entrapta: [from the pad, confidently] My purpose as designed is to repair, rebuild, and maintain the system, which I have done, and to re-activate the Heart Weapon, which . . . which I am now doing.

Bow shakes his head at Entrapta’s image on the tracker pad.

Bow: [quietly, in horrified helplessness] No. Please. There’s . . . You don’t have to do this!

Entrapta’s voice becomes almost sweetly nostalgic.

Entrapta: [wistfully] All aspects of my life . . . [she pauses, wonderingly] everything that I am and ever was . . . has been to fulfill this purpose. Nothing else mattered.

She pauses, and her voice changes, beginning firmly, but gradually starting to break.

Bow watches her on his tracker pad.

Entrapta: [with emotion] Except, . . . that it does. I don’t want to be what I am! I have friends now! And once I finish activating the Heart, they will be gone, absorbed into the weapon, functioning as part of its vast circuitry, capable of the destruction of whole other worlds!

Adora begins walking slowly toward Glimmer, her gait stiff, half-staggering, and a monumental strain shows clearly on her brow. Catra squeezes her shoulders to support her.

Catra: [with concern] Adora!

Adora pulls loose of Catra’s grip and shakily pushes Catra away. She continues forward, her arm lifting, reaching.

On the tracker pad screen, Entrapta’s eyes brighten, and she suddenly sounds more like herself.

Entrapta: [in a reverie] The implications are thrilling! [Then, she winces, squeezing tears from her eyes.] But so terrible.

While Catra watches, Adora walks away from her side and stops a few feet from Glimmer, her expression laced with pain.

Adora reaches out her hand and speaks in a strangled, croaking voice.

Adora: [urgently] Glimmer.

Glimmer’s eyes open wide and focus on Adora’s offered hand.

At the same time, Bow watches Entrapta on the tracker pad.

As Entrapta’s eyes open, the tears are streaming down her face.

Entrapta: [despairing] And I can’t control what I’m doing! I need . . . !

Bow watches Entrapta on the tracker pad screen, sees as Entrapta’s gaze shifts out of the frame, and a small tendril of her hair separates from the main masses, reaching out to a nearby control on the console before her.

Adora lifts her hand a little higher.

Adora: [in a pleading whisper] Glimmer. Please.

Glimmer looks at Adora’s hand, frowning. Then she looks grim and nods with understanding.

Glimmer: [to Adora] Okay.

Catra watches as Glimmer reaches her hand toward Adora’s, and Adora’s hand begins to shimmer with a golden glow, as Glimmer’s deep pink glow brightens.

Their fingers are about to touch, and Catra’s eyes widen in realization.

Catra: No!

Catra leaps forward.

Entrapta’s hair touches the control.

Entrapta: There!

Glimmer’s hand touches Adora’s, and their pink and golden glows instantly double in brightness as they dissolve together in a flurry of pink sparkles and then fade away.

At the same moment, the tracker pad screen goes black.

Bow: Entrapta?!

Catra crashes through the glittery air, clutching the space where Adora stood only a fraction of a second before.

She tumbles onto the ground, skidding and striking the wall, sobbing, her arms empty.

Welcome to the third part of this episode, and I'm glad you're here! 😊

The drama continues!

Previously in Episode 75:

Part One: Adora opens up to Catra about her worries, but then she collapses!

Part Two: Glimmer and Bow find the source of the good mood shared by the guards of Bright Moon, and Catra calls on their help.

Adora is in trouble.

But the New Best Friends Squad is coming to her aid.

What is going on?

And will their help be enough?

I'm gonna dedicate this to Vivian ( @Duck270 ) and our dear wiki mascot Marcus! 😁

'Cause they're both super-cool!

Hope you enjoy!

In Catra’s and Adora’s bedroom at Bright Moon, the air ignites in a large burst of pink sparkles that momentarily flashes into blinding existence and then quickly resolves into the forms of Glimmer touching the shoulders of Bow on one side of her and Catra on the other.

The moment they arrive, Glimmer steps forward, reaching out to her suffering friend.

Adora is on her knees, hugging her arms and shaking in a painful struggle. She grits her teeth and looks up at her friends with fierce, wide eyes.

Glimmer takes another step forward.

Glimmer: [shocked and concerned] Adora! What’s wro--

Adora: [fiercely] Don’t touch me!!

Glimmer stops short.

Glimmer: [hesitantly] I --

Adora: [firmly] Don’t! [her voice trembling] It’s not safe!

Glimmer turns to Bow and Catra, unsure. Catra looks toward Bow and Glimmer with an expression of desperate worry.

Bow steps forward, holding his palms out in acquiescence.

Bow: [in tense reassurance] Okay. We won’t. But what’s happening, Adora? How can we help?

Adora squeezes her eyes shut tightly, shaking her head like there is a battle raging within.

Adora: [earnestly] You have to stop her!!

Glimmer and Catra look at each other, each shaking her head, as Bow continues speaking as calmly as he can.

Bow: Who, Adora? Stop who?!

Adora grits her teeth as a spasm assaults her.

Adora: [struggling] Errrrgghhhh-Entrapta!! [catching her breath] It’s Entrapta!!

The color seems to drain from Glimmer’s face a bit as she speaks.

Glimmer: What? What do you mean?

Adora opens her eyes and looks up at them. Tears of anger and sadness spill from her eyes.

Adora: [in a low, deadly voice] Entrapta has betrayed us.

Glimmer takes a step forward.

Glimmer: [horrified, disbelieving] Betrayed us?! But . . .!

She looks over to Bow, shaking her head.

Bow looks steadily down at Adora.

Bow: [worried, but keeping his voice even] Adora. That is im-poss-ible. Entrapta would never do that. She couldn’t.

Catra comes closer and dares to crouch down beside Adora.

Catra: [her voice a little shaky with fear and worry] Adora. How do you know? What happened?

Adora turns to look her girlfriend in the eyes. She sees the concern through the waves of tears. Her voice emerges as a sob.

Adora: [frightened] I can feel it, Catra! It’s trying to take control of me! It wants me to transform!

Glimmer takes a step backward, stricken.

Glimmer: No.

Bow glances worriedly at Glimmer.

Catra: [urgently] What does?!

Adora stares at her, trembling.

Adora: [sobbing] It’s the Heart.

She turns toward Bow again.

Adora: [with defiant intensity] Entrapta has activated the Heart of Etheria!

The night sky sparkles with brilliant stars overhead, high above the silent Valley of the Heart. The numerous clusters of elegant alabaster towers standing on the valley floor seem already to be taking their slumber, quiet and peaceful. They glow softly in the starlight: a comforting, cool, pale greenish-white.

Hordak walks amongst the buildings like a self-assured monarch, taking slow, long strides, his hands held behind his back and his gaze angled downward in an attitude of contemplation. He rounds a corner and pauses, standing between two of the exquisitely-crafted structures that comprise his village of pristine tranquility.

Taking a prolonged deep breath, he shifts his gaze to the heavens, surveying the sparkling dome overhead. Despite his air of formality and the hard angles of his features, he permits a warm smile to bloom across his face. It is a private expression of delight and wonder at the world and its fortunes, which have brought him to this state and place of long-desired serenity.

Hordak directs his attention across the veil of stars to rest upon the summit of a megalithic spire in the distance -- one of the final remnants of the invasion of Horde Prime. It stands against the sky, gentle in its presence as a benign shadow in the night.

Hordak’s smile softens further at the thought of Entrapta and her joyful pursuit of discovery beneath the spire, within the underground Chamber of the Heart.

He begins to trace his vision along the shape of the spire from peak to base, and he frowns at an unusual sight. Rising from the valley floor at the foot of the spire are liquid waves of rainbow light, as if the earth is on fire.

And it is spreading.

Growing.

Hordak gasps, and his eyes widen in alarm.

All at once, he begins to run toward the lights.

Hello, again, my dear friends!

Thanks for being here! 😊

At this point in my story Entrapta is alone, and things have not gone quite according to plan, but as far as the others can tell, her mission was a success.

In Part One of this episode, Adora and Catra share uneasy thoughts until Adora is overcome by some sort of attack!

However, as Catra pointed out, Glimmer seems happy, which is why I am dedicating this week's chapter to our one and only Wellington ( @WellingtonSmith ), who may like to see a happy (for now) Glimmer! 😁

Lucky for the drama, Glimmer is unlikely to remain that way!

And just for good measure, I also summon Samantha ( @--sxmxntha-is-CHAOS-- ) !

Ready for Part Two?!

✨ Back to Bright Moon! ✨

The hallways of Bright Moon glow through the night, making the castle a beacon of hope inside and out. The guards scattered throughout stand and walk in pairs, and there is an uncharacteristic quiet chatter amongst them, which enhances the feeling of cheer in the atmosphere.

Through these corridors, Bright Moon’s queen is practically dancing as she happily makes her way towards the central chambers of the castle, her bemused boyfriend in tow.

Glimmer’s steps are light and playful as she grips Bow’s hand in heartfelt emotion and pulls him along behind her.

Glimmer: [excitedly] Can you feel it, Bow?! Bright Moon! It’s . . . like when we were children! Before the war got really bad.

She stops and turns toward him, grinning.

Glimmer: [hopefully] Do you remember what that felt like?

Bow nods, smiling at her.

Bow: Of course I do! Things were really good then. But, now there’s no war at all!

Glimmer: I know! But, I guess. . . what with getting ready for my dad and worrying about Catra and everything else that’s happened since, . . . I just . . . didn’t have a chance to think about it. What that means.

Glimmer draws closer beside Bow, squeezing his hand and looking up at him with bright smiling eyes.

Glimmer: [softly] No war. No threats. No disasters. And now . . .

She gestures around them with her free hand.

Glimmer: [with quiet joy] Look around. The whole castle is different. There’s a feeling of . . . of . . . well . . . magic in the air! Haha!

Glimmer chuckles lightly, and Bow grins wider.

She points to a pair of guards walking toward them on patrol, their faces bright and animated as they talk in soft voices.

Glimmer: Even the guards are in a good mood!

As the guards draw close, they pause, falling silent, and bow deeply to their queen.

She nods to them with a beneficent smile.

A little scrap of green paper slips out from the robes of one of the guards as she raises up again. Bow and Glimmer stare at it wonderingly as it floats to the ground.

The guard bends forward to snatch it up before it touches the floor.

She straightens up, grinning sheepishly as she tucks the paper into her robes. With a little self-conscious giggle, she and the other guard continue on their way down the hall.

Glimmer and Bow turn to each other with raised eyebrows.

Glimmer: Hmm. I wonder what that was about?

Bow looks further down the hallway in the direction from which several more guards, talking quietly in twos and threes, seem to be coming.

Bow: [suspiciously] Yeah. I wonder, too. Come on.

Grasping Glimmer’s hand, he urges her to follow him as he leads her quickly down the hallway and around the corner to a smaller hallway.

Near the end of this hallway, there is a larger group of six or seven guards, all standing and talking with one another, and some of them laughing.

A few of them have removed their cowled helms, but on catching sight of the queen, one of them with dark hair and a friendly but surprised expression clears his throat and nudges his companions beside him. Within a moment, all helms are back in place, and the guards are standing at attention by the time Glimmer and Bow reach them.

Bowing low, the guards acknowledge their queen. There is a moment of awkward pause after they straighten up, broken with a word and a gesture from Glimmer.

Glimmer: [formally] Dismissed. [waving them away] Back to your duties.

The guards nod again and rush away down the hallway, muttering softly between themselves.

Bow bends over to grab a small, green leaflet left on the floor where the guards had been standing.

Bow: Something’s going on. Glimmer? Do you have any idea what everyone’s so excited about?

Glimmer rolls her eyes.

Glimmer: [knowingly] I can guess.

As Bow reads the leaflet with widening eyes, a gentle hand comes to rest on his shoulder from behind, and a grinning face comes up beside his ear.

Double Trouble: [self-satisfied] I’m sure you’ll find that I’m what they’re excited about, you darling boy!

Bow, startles, jumping to one side and turning to see the tall, lithe figure with the long shining blonde hair smiling with hands on hips. Glimmer folds her arms and repays Double Trouble’s smugness with a scowl.

Bow: [accusingly] You.

Double Trouble puts an elbow on Glimmer’s shoulder and casually examines their fingernails with a grin.

Double Trouble: [matter-of-factly] As far as opening nights go, the buzz has been pretty good.

Glimmer steps away and roughly pushes Double Trouble’s elbow off of her shoulder. They respond with breathtaking agility, transforming their momentum into a pirouette. As they spin away and come to rest facing Bow and Glimmer, their right arm sweeps upward while the other extends downward in a graceful flourish.

Double Trouble: [with dramatic sympathy] So sorry that you couldn’t attend the performance tonight! Buuut . . . I can get you in to see tomorrow’s matinee.

With a theatrical gesture, they produce another of the green flyers from their clothing and place it in Glimmer’s hands.

She grasps it, frowning downward at the page, her eyes growing bigger.

Double Trouble lowers their voice to a deliciously conspiratorial tone, leaning nearer to Glimmer.

Double Trouble: [enticingly] Half-price for royalty!

They toss their head casually and lean over to stage-whisper into Bow’s ear, a flirtatious light in their eye.

Double Trouble: And her plus-one.

Bow folds his arms and cocks his head to one side just as Glimmer opens her mouth to speak, her eyes flashing irritation.

Bow: Yee-ah. And what makes you think--?

Glimmer: [interrupting, gesturing to the flyer] The ballroom?!! [pause, glaring at Double Trouble] That’s only for special occasions!!

Double Trouble’s eyes widen, and they straighten up, touching their chest in a display of surprised sensitivity.

Double Trouble: [innocently] Well, the show has outgrown its current venue, honey, . . . and a performer must satisfy their audience! I’m sure you understand.

They gesture loosely with one hand, their posture and expression all confidence.

Double Trouble: [grinning, in a deeper tone] And as the queen, I’m sure you must also be aware that there are no other events planned in the ballroom at the moment. [smiling] And besides . . .

They lean in close, nearly nose to nose with Glimmer. Glimmer pulls back slightly, her brow wrinkling.

Double Trouble: [emphatically] Special occasions are the only kind I ever do!

They grin at Glimmer’s evident discomfort.

Double Trouble: [in a quieter tone] Oh, and, true to my word, I believe you’ll find that morale among the guards of Bright Moon has just risen to an all-time high, . . . [winking] your majesty.

They delicately tap the tip of Glimmer’s nose with their index finger.

Double Trouble: [teasingly] You’re welcome!

For a moment, Glimmer wriggles her nose and narrows her eyes at Double Trouble in irritation.

Glimmer: [coolly] Double Trouble, I think it’s time you--

Suddenly, Double Trouble’s ears twitch, and they pull away, glancing quickly to either side and blinking with wide wary eyes. They hold up a hand, and Glimmer pauses mid-sentence.

Double Trouble: [with mild trepidation] Uh-oh. [to Glimmer, quickly] Sorry to spoil the scene, darling, but it’s time for me to dash!

They turn to slip off into the small remaining group of guards to one side of the hallway. For a moment, they look back to toss a grin at Bow and Glimmer.

Double Trouble: See you from the stage!

They blow a quick cheeky kiss, and off they dash. An instant later, there is no longer any trace of them.

Glimmer turns to Bow, whose hands are folded tightly across his chest.

He shakes his head slowly.

Bow: [matter-of-factly] I still don’t like them. Just saying.

Glimmer frowns to herself.

Glimmer: That was strange. Why’d they run off like that?

A voice suddenly calls out, and they turn to see a familiar form running to meet them in the hallway. Catra.

She stops before them, hands on her thighs, her breath coming short.

Catra: [panting] Bow! Glimmer! There’s something wrong . . . with Adora! I need your help!

Welcome back, readers and friends of my fanfic journey! 😊

It's been a little while, and during the three weeks of hiatus, I hope you were able to enjoy the little entertainments I have posted in between, as well as Cal's a-ma-zing cover artwork!

(Hiatus Fun #1, Hiatus Fun #2, Hiatus Fun #3)

And thank you for your patience and your ongoing support!

I'm very excited about this episode, and if you're in for the drama, then you've come to the right place! 😃

Let me catch you up a bit:

My Season 6 tells the story of the journeys undertaken and plans made for all of the main characters from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power, including the development of relationships and coping with the aftermath from the war with Horde Prime.

Through the traumatic events of my Season 6, the princesses succeeded in saving Etheria, but at the unforeseen cost of losing their magic.

In my Season 7, missions undertaken to the Whispering Woods, Mystacor, and the Tree Moon revealed some answers, but Entrapta is the one with the plan!

In the previous Episode 74: Open Heart Part 1

Entrapta returned with Wink to the Chamber of the Heart. Their mission -- to restart the First Ones planetary systems so that the magic of the princesses could be restored.

Bow returned from his parents' home to Bright Moon, where Adora, Catra, and Glimmer filled him in about the return of Double Trouble to Bright Moon, as well as Entrapta's grand plan.

Scorpia and Perfuma united their destinies and those of their people forever in the realm of the Peace Zone.

Entrapta's plan was successful, and the magic of the princesses is back again, much to Glimmer's glee.

But, unbeknownst to anyone else, Entrapta is taking things further, and now that Matilda has helped to resolve the conflict within her, Entrapta appears to be going through with activating the Heart Of Etheria weapon!

(Links to all episode chapters of my fanfic may be found in our Fan Fiction Archive, along with lots of other wonderful stories!)

And this week, I am dedicating my chapter to a most wonderful, talented and generous friend, Cal ( @CallistoArt )! 😄

I hope she (and all of you) will enjoy the ongoing story of this restless night in Bright Moon!

Castle Bright Moon glows in the darkness, her windows lit cheerfully from within, her battlements illuminated a soft milky color by the light of the Moonstone, shining indomitably atop its pillar, like the jewel at the tip of a giant sorcerer’s staff.

Despite the appearance of serenity and calm, there is restlessness within.

Adora silently paces the length of her room, arms held tightly across her chest as she frowns toward the floor.

Catra, sitting cross-legged on the bed and following Adora with her eyes, is clearly more relaxed than her girlfriend. Yet, their shared energy reveals itself in Catra’s tail, which waves uneasily behind her.

Catra: Adora. What’s wrong?

Adora tosses a quick glance at Catra, her eyes troubled, then resumes her study of the floor as she paces.

Adora: I don’t know. I’m just . . . something doesn’t seem right.

Catra turns her head to watch Adora make her way to the farther wall of the bedroom.

Catra: You mean about the magic? [sympathetically] The First Ones stuff?

Adora frowns more deeply and shakes her head. She turns to walk the other direction.

Adora: [with nervous frustration] Not that, exactly. I’m just . . .

She stops her pacing a moment, hesitating in front of the archway leading toward the balcony. And the darkness beyond. Adora lays one hand on the frame of the archway as she stares into the night with an apprehensive expression.

Adora: I still don’t like Entrapta’s solution.

Behind her, Catra’s expression is troubled. She rises from the bed and stands, looking toward Adora with a frown.

Catra: [tentatively] Well . . . [doubtfully] Glimmer seems . . . happy . . .

Adora gazes into the night.

Adora: [noncommittal] Yeah. I know. But . . .

Adora shakes her head again, shifting her gaze downward.

Adora: [with bitterness] The princesses’ magic shouldn’t be dependent on a machine. That’s not how it’s supposed to work.

She lets her hand fall from the archway.

Adora: [regretful] Feels wrong. Like . . .

Catra’s voice cuts her off.

Catra: Adora.

Adora smirks weakly at her own thoughts.

Adora: You think I’m being stupid. Right?

She turns around to find Catra standing close behind her. One hand halted in the act of reaching out. Adora blinks at her, seeing just as much concern in her girlfriend’s eyes as her own.

Catra pulls her hand back, dropping it down to grasp her own wrist. She shakes her head slightly.

Catra: [evenly] No. Actually, I don’t.

Catra takes a small step back, looking away and making a fist with her free hand.

Catra: i’m . . . feeling something, too.

Adora steps toward her, raising a comforting hand.

Adora: You . . .

Catra steps further back, shrugging her shoulder away, and Adora frowns more deeply.

Adora: [with foreboding] What do you feel?

Catra winces slightly, looking at her forearm and rubbing it.

Catra: [gritting her teeth, irritated] It’s like a tingling . . . under my skin.

She looks away, as if looking her girlfriend directly in the eye might hurt.

Catra: [hesitantly] It’s a feeling that . . . makes me wanna run. Like . . . I need to get away.

A slight shiver passes through Catra’s body, and she tenses, balling her hands into fists with the effort to maintain control. Then she slowly looks up to meet Adora’s eyes, the pain evident in her own.

Catra: [hesitant, vulnerabie] I’m . . . sorta scared. [frowning deeper] And I don’t know why.

Adora looks at Catra worriedly.

She raises her hand in comfort, stepping forward.

Adora: [with feeling] Catra . . .

Suddenly, she freezes, her eyes widening, her breathing quickening. She puts a hand to her temple, frowning.

Adora: [with fear] Catra, I . . . !

Suddenly, wincing, Adora reaches out, as if to catch herself, then staggers a few steps sideways to sit down heavily on the bed, a look of shock on her face.

Adora: [groaning] Errnghhh!

Catra, her eyes wide with concern, rushes to Adora’s side, crouching down to look her in the eyes.

Catra: [quickly] Adora! What’s wrong?!

She lays one hand on Adora’s shoulder, but something like an electric spark leaps off of Adora’s body, causing Catra to withdraw her touch!

Catra: [surprised] Haa!

She glances at her hand, perplexed, then turns back to Adora, leaning in close, her hands not quite touching Adora’s shoulders.

Adora’s whole body trembles now, eyes shut tightly, holding her shoulders, as if in pain.

Catra: [rising panic] What’s happening?! Wh-what can I do?!!

Catra watches Adora helplessly, seeing her girlfriend absorbed in her pain, shaking and murmuring desperately to herself.

Adora: [in quiet agony] Nooo, nooo, nooo . . . !

Friends and Gentlepeeps! 😊

We are nearing the end of my fanfic. 😲

(Relatively speaking, that is.)

After 2 1/2 years of posting my continuation of the She-Ra series, I am within a few months of posting the final chapter.

I believe that Episode 76 will probably be the final episode of my story.

So, not just yet, but . . . well, it's coming.

I have decided that this week's chapter (the final part of Episode 74) will be presented as 2 parts that I will post close together. One tonight, and the next on Sunday late night.

For dramatic effect, as you will see.

Then, after that, I will need some time to work on the final episodes before posting again, because I want them to be good.

So, that means that after Sunday, there will be a 2 or 3 week hiatus in my story.

I will try to provide some supplemental content during the gap, though.

Today's chapter is especially dedicated to my friend Katsuki ( @KatsukiBakugou17 ), who has become one of my faithful readers, and I do appreciate their presence and comments very much! 😃

The Recap: Episode 74: Open Heart Part 1

Part One: Entrapta, Wink, and Matilda -- together again!

Part Two: Bow and the New Best Friends Squad -- together again!

Part Three: Scorpia and Perfuma and all of their people -- together forever!

Part Four: Entrapta and the First Ones Systems -- bringing it all together!

Part Five: Glimmer and the gang -- getting updated together!

Part Six: Princesses of Etheria -- together in their anticipation!

And now! Let the magic begin -- again! 😄

Please enjoy!

The Moonstone shines with an awesome light over the heads of Glimmer and her friends standing within the petal-shaped walls of it’s open-roofed chamber. They stare upward, mesmerized by its rhythmically pulsing luminosity.

Bow glances briefly at his tracker pad, nodding to the face on the screen.

Bow: We’re here, Entrapta. Underneath the Moonstone.

Entrapta’s reply sounds extremely pleased.

Entrapta: [from the pad] Oh, good! I’m evening out the energy levels now. Just tell me when the light coming from the Moonstone attains a constant intensity, Bow.

Bow nods, then returns his attention to the light above him.

Bow: Okay.

Glimmer stands beside Bow. She lifts her hands, opening and closing them slowly, staring.

Adora’s stance is tense, ready for action, her hands held in fists by her sides. Catra steps up close behind her to one side, laying her hands on Adora’s shoulders and nearly setting her chin there.

Adora turns her head at the touch, smiling at her wide-eyed girlfriend. She relaxes slightly, lifting one hand to touch Catra’s as it rests on her shoulder, then turns back to regard the brilliant stone overhead.

The pulsing begins to decrease in frequency, the overall variation in light intensity gradually smoothing out to a sure, steady glow.

Bow wrinkles his brow as he studies it.

Bow: [tentatively] I think . . . I think that’s it. [more certainly] Yeah, that's it. Now, Entrapta!

Bow looks down to see Entrapta on the tracker pad nodding, looking out at something above and out of view of the tracker pad screen.

Entrapta: [satisfied] Yep! That correlates with my readings here! The energy is now flowing freely through the system. Just like it was before.

Glimmer’s hands glow a warm pink, which slowly fades, with just a few lingering residual sparkles winking in the air.

Glimmer: [her enthusiasm rising] Does that mean . . . ?!!

Entrapta: [cheerfully, from Bow’s tracker pad] Go ahead and try it Glimmer!

Glimmer grins widely, looking excitedly to each of her friends. She holds her fists together, bobbing a little in a slight crouch, as if she is about to launch into a sprint.

Glimmer: [in anticipation] Ooooo! Okay!

Bow raises a hand toward Glimmer’s shoulder.

Bow: [quickly] Just . . . be careful, okay? Maybe take it slow?

With a swift motion, Glimmer turns away, a glow building in her hands to a near-blinding level. Stepping forward, she stamps her foot as her arms shoot outward to release a bolt of energy into the sky.

Glimmer: [in a power yell] Eee-YAAH!!

A double beam of pink light screams through the air over Bright Moon’s moat, exploding into huge balls of rosy twinkling lights that reflect gorgeously on the water! A massive boom echoes to the cliff-sides and back.

Glimmer: [ecstatic] Yes!!

She leaps into the air, kicking her heels, her form exploding and fading in a shimmer of pink and purple sparkles. Bow reaches a hand out to her disappearing form.

Bow: [shocked] GLIM-- [with a sigh, letting his hand fall] --mer.

Entrapta’s delighted laughter emerges from the tracker pad in his other hand, as Bow looks over to Catra and Adora. He shakes his head with a tiny exasperated frown.

A moment later, Glimmer reappears beside Bow, leaning in and throwing her arms around his shoulders, causing him to jump slightly.

Glimmer: Boow!! Everything’s working again! See?!?

Bow leans toward her, opening his mouth to answer. But before he can say anything, Glimmer has disappeared again.

And reappeared beside Adora!

Adora blinks at her, mildly startled.

Glimmer: [to Adora] It really works now!!

And she’s gone again!

To reappear directly beside Catra, who winces at the sudden spray of sparkles.

Glimmer leans toward her, hands clasped together.

Glimmer: [cheerfully, at Catra] Ha-hah!

Glimmer spreads her arms wide, sweeping additional residual sparkles through the air.

Glimmer: [in a sing-song voice, to the world] Iiii’m ba-aaaack!!

Catra shies away, twitching her tail in annoyance and sweeping her hand to disperse the fading sparks.

Catra: [tonelessly, unamused] Yeah. You’re back. Actually, you hardly left.

Not really listening, Glimmer skips back over to Bow and leans over his tracker pad.

Glimmer: [to the tracker pad] Thank you, Entrapta!!

Far away, in the bright white interior of the Chamber of the Heart, Wink hovers at Entrapta’s shoulder, watching her with pride. Entrapta stands with hands pressed flat on the control panel, her eyes sparkling with achievement as she studies the swirling bright shapes spread across the air overhead. Her hair, divided into hundreds of individual industrious strands, continues its gentle undulation of mind-bending coordinated activity across the surface of the console. . . .

[To be continued very soon!]

Hey! 😄

It's time for me to share a new chapter of my fanfic!

This episode has been the beginning of a new mission for Entrapta and Wink, as they strive to help the princesses to restore their magic. (Part One)

And as Bow arrived to rejoin the New Best Friends Squad, Catra and Adora reassured Glimmer in her doubts. (Part Two)

Meanwhile, across the world in the Peace Zone, Scorpia and Perfuma were holding a very special gathering of their peoples to unite them forever. (Part Three)

And Entrapta's partnership with an ancient AI of the First Ones has brought her up close and personal with the most powerful forces on Etheria! (Part Four)

It's time for things to move a bit further and for Bow to finally discover what has been happening in Bright Moon while he was away.

I am happily dedicating this week's chapter to my new friend Edie ( @Hello I'd like to buy your BRIGHTEST fairy lights ), an artist and fellow writer, and a person who has brought new positive energy to our community!

I hope you like this!

Here we go.

The smiles have faded from the faces of the New Best Friends Squad, and Glimmer’s bedroom has taken on an attitude of gravity normally reserved for meetings in the Council Chamber.

Glimmer sits tensely on one side of her window seat, stiffly upright in her posture, her worried gaze on her boyfriend sitting across from her at the other end of the lounge.

Bow leans forward, his hands at his temples, shaking his head, his expression troubled.

Adora stands slightly apart, frowning, her weight shifting from one foot to the other, one hand on her hip while the other nervously strokes her chin.

Catra slouches nearby, leaning with her back against the wall, arms folded, seemingly relaxed but for a wrinkle of her brow and a twitching tail.

Bow: [half-disbelieving] Double Trouble?!

Glimmer: [lightly] Yes. But the guards are keeping tabs on them.

Bow sits up, turning toward her and gesturing emphatically with both hands.

Bow: [intensely] Glimmer. You can not trust them.

Glimmer: [defensively] I know! [quieter, but firmly] I know that, and I don’t. [beat] Yet.

Bow leans toward Glimmer, looking her squarely in the eyes and laying an entreating hand on her shoulder.

Bow: Double Trouble always has a hidden motive. They lie. That’s what they do.

Glimmer frowns, offended. She stands up, shrugging off his hand and stepping away, arms folded.

Glimmer: [evenly] I am aware of that, Bow. I’m not taking any foolish risks.

Bow: [pointedly] Letting them stay here in Bright Moon is a risk!

Adora nods in Bow’s direction, her eyes meeting Glimmer’s.

Adora: I agree with Bow. I think . . . [she pauses, then continues delicately] . . . well, what if they’re just . . . manipulating you?

For a moment, Glimmer glares at Adora. She takes a breath and relaxes a bit.

Glimmer: [with cool intensity] Listen to me.

She takes a few steps toward the other end of the lounge, then turns so that she can face all of her friends.

Glimmer: [distinctly] I know Double Trouble. They worked for me before, if you recall. [pause, as she looks around at each of them] And I understand. The risks.

All eyes are on Glimmer.

Glimmer: [calmly, but firmly] I have given a lot of thought to what to do about Double Trouble. And my decision is to give them a chance.

Glimmer meets their skeptical expressions with a gesture of open arms, urging the support of her closest friends.

Glimmer: Long before the war, as long as Bright Moon has existed, it has had a history of being a place of refuge. A place of strength and safety. Now that the war is over . . . I have a priority as its ruler to honor that legacy and secure our peace for the future.

She looks to each of them as she speaks.

Glimmer: Double Trouble has come to Bright Moon seeking refuge. I may not trust them now, but I can at least give them an opportunity to prove themself worthy of my trust. And . . . if they betray that trust . . .

A pointed word interrupts her.

Catra: [quietly] When.

Glimmer glances to Catra, who meets her eyes with a steady, steel gaze.

Glimmer: [with emphasis] If they do, . . . [pause] . . . then they’re out. Gone. Bright Moon will never see them again. But . . . [she sighs, then continues more gently] I don’t think that’ll happen.

Glimmer looks down reflectively.

Glimmer: [softly] Remember Shadow Weaver.

There is silence as Glimmer looks up again to see the effect of her words.

Adora slowly nods her head, looking down with a melancholy expression.

Catra looks away toward the other side of the room.

Bow meets Glimmer’s eyes, frowning sympathetically, and she responds with a pleading expression to him.

Glimmer: I’m only asking . . . that you trust me.

Bow hesitates a moment, and then stands up. He places a hand on Glimmer’s shoulder.

Bow: Of course we do.

Glimmer touches his hand, and they share a look of affection. She turns toward Adora and Catra.

Adora raises her eyes, then turns a glance toward Catra. Catra briefly meets Adora’s eyes, but then looks downward again.

Adora takes two steps toward Catra and reaches out to take her hand.

Catra looks at her questioningly as Adora turns back toward Glimmer, pulling her girlfriend along by the hand.

Adora: [definitely] We trust you.

She turns to look at Catra, who appears slightly annoyed at being pulled away from her comfy wall. Adora grins and makes a small gesture with her head toward Glimmer. Catra does a half-roll of her eyes, then focuses on Glimmer.

Catra: [to Glimmer] Okay. Yeah. We do.

Glimmer smiles warmly at them.

Glimmer: [gratefully] Thank you.

Bow breaks the brief silence, the pitch of his voice raised a bit.

Bow: [to Glimmer] Okay! So. On anoooooother topic . . . [with forced calm] what’s this mission that you sent Entrapta on all about?

Glimmer blinks at him, wide-eyed, then frowns a little.

Glimmer: Oh. Well, it wasn’t exactly a . . . mission. I mean . . . I agreed with her plan, but . . .

Bow: [continuing in a worried tone] Glimmer, she called me from just outside the Chamber of the Heart. And she said she was going to restart the system?? [genuinely] Why would she want to do that? Why would you agree?

Glimmer’s expression darkens slightly.

Glimmer: Oh.

She steps away from Bow, still holding his hand for a moment. She looks down at her arm, letting his hand drop as she raises her forearm and rubs it lightly.

She looks up at Bow with a troubled expression.

Glimmer: It’s . . . something Entrapta discovered while she was on Horde Prime’s flagship. Two days ago.

Bow’s eyes widen.

Glimmer looks down at her forearm again, studying it.

Glimmer: She discovered that First One’s tech --

She is interrupted by a chiming/buzzing sound. Bow reaches down to his pack on the floor and pulls out his tracker pad.

He glances at the screen and nods.

Bow: [ironically] It’s Entrapta!

Glimmer leans in to see the screen as Bow presses a switch on the side of the pad, and the call connects.

The screen lights up to show Entrapta’s face, from an angle below her chin. She is smiling with a thrill in her eyes, looking upward and to the side. Pieces of her hair, seen from the roots, are visibly undulating in a frenetic activity that extends far outside the video frame. Her eyes shift, looking down at them through the screen.

Entrapta: [from the pad] Ahhhh! Bow! [her eyes shifting slightly] And Glimmer! It looks like you’re in Bright Moon now! This is perfect!!

Bow: [urgently] What’s going on, Entrapta?!

Entrapta: [proudly] Matilda and I have done some fantastic work together! The system is nearly at optimal power level, and we’re almost ready for the final integration!

Bow: Integration of what?!

Entrapta looks at him quizzically from the tracker pad..

Entrapta: [bemused] Of the princesses, of course. Didn’t Glimmer explain?

Bow turns to look at Glimmer questioningly.

Bow: Not . . . really?

Glimmer smiles hopefully.

Glimmer: [with a little excitement] She’s restoring the magic, Bow.

Bow: How??

Glimmer opens her mouth to answer, but . . .

Entrapta: [with enthusiasm] It’s wonderful, Bow! The First Ones made the princesses part of their planetary machine! Isolating and directing the magic through every organic component of the system and focusing it through the runestones so that the magic could be manipulated through the princesses!

Glimmer is frowning a little during the description, but she smiles through her frown.

Glimmer: [to Bow] Right. Sooo . . . when we shut down the system, the princesses lost their connection to the magic. Entrapta is just . . . fixing it again!

Entrapta: [cheerfully from the pad] Exactly!

Adora’s expression goes eerily blank. She squints, as if trying to make out something in the vast distance, but in her mind.

Adora: [softly] Wait.

Catra turns to her with concern.

Catra: What is it, Adora?

Adora’s eyes widen in response to a horrifying thought, a vision in her mind.

Memories of enormous power coursing through her body. Wildly. Unstoppably.

Drowning her, absorbing all of her, as the machine takes her over.

Adora: [with some desperation] Entrapta! Wait! How can you be sure that restarting the system and restoring the connection won’t activate the Heart?!!

Entrapta grins, perfectly at ease.

Entrapta: [with slow reassurance] Don’t worry, Adora. Everything is under my control.

Bow and Adora share a worried look. They turn to Glimmer, who smiles at Adora, then holds out her hands, looking at them with anticipation.

Glimmer: [with growing excitement] It’s okay. Entrapta’s got this! And . . .

Bow: [unsure] Well . . .

Glimmer looks at her hands, her eyes growing bigger.

Glimmer: [thrilled] I feel something!

They all watch as Glimmer’s hands begin to glow and sparkle with a soft, pinkish light.

Catra takes a small step backward, a wary expression troubling her features.

The others stand tensely still, in awe.

Entrapta: [cheerfully] Here we go! The connections with the princesses are restoring . . . now!!

Well, good friends, it's that time again! 😃

Thus far in Episode 74:

Entrapta and Wink arrived back at the Chamber of the Heart, where Matilda has rested in silence . . . waiting for them. Part One

This week's chapter is much longer than last, so we can go deeper into the episode, and it has some character moments that I hope you will enjoy.

Also, the welcome return of a couple of key characters that were strangely missing in the last episode!

My dedication this week is to the kind and talented Dori ( @DoriLeFish )!

I hope this will please you, Dori! I thought you would be interested, for reasons that will probably be apparent to you. 😊

And also, I will ping a few more ( @Jackfngn , @WhenYou'reTheOnly1WhoUnderstandsCatra , and @RizingStars ) just because I think there may be something here they'll like, too!

But, whoever reads this, I think you will be glad you did!

Prepare to smile, and thank you for your support!

An atmosphere of calm imbues the clean, white brilliance of the quiet hallways in Castle Bright Moon. Stillness and order reign throughout, from the steady assurance of the soberly cowled figures who guard her peace, to the even brightness illuminating each corridor, to the soft tapping of Adora’s reassuring footsteps as she walks beside Catra on their way.

Adora holds her girlfriend’s hand with a loose surety: a warmth and confidence born of faithful trial and passage through fire, emerging with a strength no longer dependent upon desperation and struggle.

Catra holds her girlfriend’s hand with gentle firmness: a proof of trust and dedication to the love they share, as well as a promise. A promise perhaps too painful and honest for words.

They are smiling, each one in her own way, with a feeling that, at least for now, everything is right in their world.

Catra feels a squeeze on her hand. She glances up to meet Adora’s beaming eyes.

Adora: [with quiet excitement] Come on!

And Adora breaks into a run, holding tightly to her lover’s hand, pulling her along behind her as they take off tearing through the hallways!

Catra giggles, matching Adora’s pace, then seizing the lead, escalating their energy as Adora pushes forward, playfully sparring with her to be the front-runner of the race. Yet they hold tightly, like they would never let go of one another. And together in the moment, it’s as if they’re flying!

As they rush by one of the Bright Moon guards, her robes swish in the current of air, and her head turns slightly to watch them pass.

They turn a corner sharply to enter a perpendicular hallway, and they nearly collide with another guard coming toward them.

Adora: [in surprise] Whoop!

Catra springs upward to leap off of the wall beside the guard, while Adora jumps up and toward the other side. They raise their arms, without letting go of their clasped hands, forming an archway that passes over the head of the guard during the second they are off the ground.

Catra: [defiantly amused] Hah!

The guard ducks slightly, then turns to watch them land and bound off. They shake their head after them in mild bewilderment.

Both girls are laughing riotously as they stagger to a stop at the entrance to the Council Chamber. A pair of guards attending either side of the open doorway perform small, courteous bows.

Catra pokes her head into the room and looks around.

Catra: Nope.

Adora takes a glance, too.

Adora: [brightly] Nope! Let’s check her room!

The girls turn, and they are off and running.

As they pelt further down the hallway, it is as if they are touching childhood again, their laughter rising with renewed energy.

Halfway down another hallway, they slow to a panting halt, their giggles subsiding.

Glimmer’s doors are slightly ajar, and the light is on.

Adora peeks through the gap, and she sees Glimmer at her desk, leaning forward and huddled over some papers. Adora frowns and withdraws.

Adora: [to Catra, in a quiet voice] She looks like she’s working. Maybe we shouldn’t bother her right now.

Catra leans in to take a look through the gap in the doorway.

Catra: [considering] Hmmm. [confidently] Iiiiiii don’t think we need to worry.

She straightens up, opens the door, and steps in.

Adora puts a hand on her shoulder, frowning.

Adora: Catra, shouldn’t we . . .

Catra ignores her, shrugging off her hand and striding boldly into the room.

Catra: [calmly] It’s fine, Adora.

She walks right up to Glimmer’s side, with Adora following closely.

Glimmer is slumped forward, her forehead resting against her forearms, which are draped across the surface of her desk. She is breathing slowly and deeply.

Catra puts a hand on her hip, gesturing to Glimmer with the other.

Catra: [to Adora] See? She’s not working. She’s asleep. So, we’re not bothering her.

Catra places her palm heavily on Glimmer’s shoulder as she speaks.

Catra: Isn’t that right, your majesty?

At the touch of Catra’s hand on her shoulder, Glimmer springs upright, eyes wide!

Glimmer: [startled] Huaahh! Whaz-goin’-on?!

Catra smirks at this with wicked sweetness.

Adora steps forward, touching Glimmer’s arm, reassuringly.

Adora: It’s just us, Glimmer!

Glimmer turns to look at Adora, then Catra, with tired eyes. She slumps again, her eyes drooping slightly.

Glimmer: [groaning] Nggggh.

Adora and Catra step back slightly, as Glimmer reaches way over her head and stretches upward, eyes closed. She drops her hands down and begins rubbing her eyes industriously.

Glimmer: [sighing] Hooo! I guess -- [through a yawn] I must have fallen asleep! So . . .

Blinking blearily several times, Glimmer opens her eyes wide and then turns in her chair to stare at her friends, frowning in concentration.

Glimmer: What’s up?

Catra glances at Adora, who smiles and steps a little closer to Glimmer.

Adora: [with nervous, controlled excitement] There’s . . . something I wanted to tell you about the magic. [hastily] Something good.

Glimmer’s eyes brighten a little.

Glimmer: Oh?

She stands up, clasping her hands together, her eyes widening.

Glimmer: What is it?

Adora glances to Catra, who nods with a little smile. She looks back to Glimmer, eyes slightly downcast.

Adora: [a little sheepishly] I should have told you before. [pause] I visited Razz yesterday, in the Whispering Woods.

Glimmer looks at her blankly. Adora shakes her head.

Adora: You never met her. But she’s really smart and wise. And she knows a lot about Etheria and its magic. She told me . . . she said that the magic wasn’t really lost. And . . . [quietly] she’s right.

Adora holds her hand out for Glimmer to see. Slowly, she opens her hand wide, revealing a palm with glittering energy making tiny rainbow sparks.

Glimmer’s eyes grow big with wonder and excitement.

Adora slowly relaxes, and the sparkles fade.

Glimmer: [with a thrill] Adora! That’s wonderful!

Glimmer puts her own hands out in front of her and stares at them, turning her palms downward and then upward again, wiggling the fingers.

She frowns disappointedly, then looks up at Adora.

Glimmer: I don’t get it.

Glimmer paces away from them, toward the center of her room. She stops, holding out her hands and staring again.

Adora: [a little unsure, but trying to be encouraging] I . . . don’t think it’s something that can be forced. Or even fully controlled. It just . . .

She glances at Catra with a melancholy frown.

Adora: It just is . . . I think.

Glimmer shakes her head sadly.

Glimmer: That’s not very easy for me.

Adora: I’m sorry.

Glimmer: No.

Glimmer turns back toward Adora, with a small sad smile.

Glimmer: You’re talking about being patient. I get it. It’s just . . . kinda hard.

She tenses her jaw with emotion, shaking her head slightly.

Glimmer: I’ve had magic all my life. My mom was the queen of Bright Moon, and magic was a big part of how she led.

Glimmer holds her arms to herself as she looks downwards in remembrance.

Glimmer: She used it when she led the Alliance into battle. She used it to protect the castle. [mournfully] To inspire her people. And . . .

Her eyes glitter with emotion.

Glimmer: [heavily] I’ve always used magic. It’s a part of who I am. In fact . . . [quietly] I’m not really sure who I am without it.

Adora frowns sympathetically, with a quick glance to Catra. She reaches a hand out, as if to comfort Glimmer.

Adora: [tentatively] I . . . I think what she was saying --

Catra steps forward, interrupting, and Adora falls silent.

Catra: [firmly, with kindness] Look. Sparkles.

Glimmer looks up to meet her eyes, questioningly.

Catra: [continuing with the same tone] I. Have never. Had magic.

Glimmer blinks at her with a mixture of caring and vulnerability.

Catra: [cooly] I had determination. And strength. And will. That’s all.

Adora steps up beside her, now focused on what her girlfriend is saying.

Catra: I commanded an army and fought a war. I fought hard. [gritting her teeth] I fought so hard that I nearly destroyed myself. Because nothing was going to stop me. Not even myself.

Catra averts her gaze, a hard look in her eyes.

Catra: [softly] I’m not proud of any of it. Now.

Catra looks back to meet Glimmer’s eyes.

Catra: But I did it. [pause, emphatically] Without magic.

Catra closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and sighs.

When she opens her eyes again, there is nothing there but friendship, trust, and affection directed at Glimmer.

Catra: You have everything that I had then. But you have something more, . . . your majesty. [shaking her head] Something I never . . . [stopping herself] . . . something I lost.

Glimmers lips part with an unspoken question.

Catra: [admiringly] You have love.

She holds out her hand to Glimmer, urging her.

Catra: And you have friendship.

Glimmer takes her hand, smiling.

Catra: You have everything you need to be . . . a great leader, and . . .

Adora steps forward, placing a hand on Catra’s shoulder, smiling at her with tender pride, then turning to Glimmer, offering her a hand as well.

Adora: [completing Catra’s words] And a great friend.

Glimmer takes Adora’s hand with her free hand, as Catra glances at Adora, smiling.

Catra: [warmly] Yeah.

Adora: [to Glimmer with conviction] And I know that the magic will return . . . It’ll be there when you need it.

Glimmer nods gratefully to them.

Glimmer: [to Adora] I know you’re right.

Turning to Catra.

Glimmer: [to Catra] And everything you said . . . about what I have . . . and about who I am . . .

Glimmer grins widely, the tears brimming in her eyes.

Glimmer: That’s really all I want right now.

And all at once, Glimmer steps in, putting her arms around both of her friends, and bringing them into her embrace. The three of them hold one another, as Glimmer whispers tearfully.

Glimmer: [softly] Thank you.

There is a gentle knock at the door, and Bow peeks his head in, seeing his friends.

Bow: [hesitantly] Glimmer?

Glimmer pulls back at once from the embrace, turning toward the door, her expression alight!

Glimmer: [joyfully] Bow!!

She runs the few steps to him, her leg brace clicking softly with each stride, and she throws her arms around her boyfriend, holding him to her with fierce affection!

Bow: Glimmer!

Glimmer nuzzles his cheek lovingly with her own. She takes a deep breath and sighs his name.

Glimmer: Oh, Bow! It’s been . . .

Bow: [smiling, with cheerful practicality] A day, Glimmer. Only a day.

Glimmer: Feels like forever!

Adora and Catra share a pleased look, grinning silently to each other.

Glimmer leans back from Bow to look him in the eyes, holding his waist firmly in her hands.

Glimmer: [with emphasis] A lot has happened since you were gone.

Bow nods to her with a knowing expression.

Bow: I kinda figured. [tentatively, frowning] So, . . . about Entrapta . . .

Glimmer: [looking heavenward] Entrapta is only the half of it!

Glimmer steps back, holding Bow’s hand to lead him into the room. She looks from him to her friends and back.

Glimmer: Let’s all talk. We need to catch you up.

All right, everyone! 😁

It is time for me to complete this "troublesome" episode for you.

Episode 72 in review:

Bow's awakening is surprising and sweet in Part One!

Catra wakes up with her girl lost in her thoughts in Part Two!

Entrapta wakes up her inspiration in Part Three!

Double Trouble starts some morning trouble in Part Four!

The guards of Bright Moon become troubled in Part Five!

Entrapta makes breakfast constructions and schemings in Part Six!

And a trio Bright Moon's finest, while somehow familiar, are no match for Double Trouble in Part Seven!

My Dedication:

This is for everyone who really believes in the relationship between Catra and Adora and is rooting for them.

For Cal @CallistoArt , Dori @DoriLeFish , Noelle @WhenYou'reTheOnly1WhoUnderstandsCatra , Alex @DontYouGetitILuvYou , and for EVERY Catradora fan within the sound of my (writing) voice! 😊

Things are about to get more interesting, as well as a bit heart-wrenching.

And this chapter is kind of like a prelude to that.

Hang tight, and hold on.

Here we go.

Morning light and the tantalizing sparkle of new day promise and mystery has now long since given way to the overwhelming brilliance of mid-day glory.

The mighty Castle Bright Moon has shifted hue with the light, from soft golden, through rose-tinged coral, and into purest ivory splendor.

And on one of her high balconies overlooking her glittering blue moat, Catra sits alone with her thoughts.

She is perched atop the balcony railing just outside the bedroom she shares with Adora. One foot rests on the rail, her knee hugged close to her chin, while her other leg dangles listlessly. She is frowning in sullen reflection, her tail tapping in a slow, fitful beat behind her. And in her eyes frustration mingles with regret.

A gentle breeze wafts by, tickling her face, and her ear twitches in irritation.

Adora walks slowly out onto the balcony, moving to lean with her forearms against the edge of the rail. She glances at Catra, whose back is to her, then away again.

Adora: [softly] Hey.

Catra doesn’t turn, but continues to stare downward.

Catra: [tonelessly] Hey.

Adora looks toward her with a hint of sad longing.

Adora: I . . . wondered where you’d gone. You were . . .

She hesitates, then shifts her gaze to look downward over the railing. She continues tentatively.

Adora: You seemed upset.

Catra: [sharply] You should have told them.

Adora frowns, as if the words physically hurt.

There is a heavy silence between them, as they stare in opposite directions, down into the waters below. Finally, Adora speaks.

Adora: [troubled] I couldn’t.

Catra sits taller, her gaze narrowing.

Catra: [in a hard tone] Why not?

Adora: [hesitantly] Because . . .

Catra: [snapping] Because of Glimmer?

Adora: No.

Catra: [her voice rising] Because Entrapta was so excited about her theories?!

Adora: [defensively] No.

Catra whips around, dropping to the floor of the balcony, glaring at Adora.

Catra: [exasperated] Why did you even go to the Whispering Woods, huh?! Didn’t you say that the old lady was supposed to help you so you could help the princesses?!

Adora: [upset] Yes! Of course! But . . .

Catra: [as she walks closer to Adora] Then, what?!? Why didn’t you speak up?! You just couldn’t tell them because you were sooo worried about hurting their feelings, or whatever?!?

Adora straightens up, bristling.

Adora: [hurt and annoyed] Catra, you don’t understand!

Catra’s hands tremble as she gestures, palms up, her fingers half-curled like claws.

Catra: [emphatically] Glimmer was asking for your opinion! Entrapta was actually listening for once! And you said nothing?! Why?!?!

Adora suddenly turns on Catra, slapping the railing in frustration and putting her other hand to her chest in accusation.

Adora: [agonized] Because it’s MY fault!!

Catra stares at her in the moment of silence. Her hands drop to her sides. Adora turns away, shaking.

Adora: [with emotion] My people did this to them!! They . . . twisted everything! They corrupted Etheria!! [sobbing in anger] And they left this . . . mess!! They hurt my friends!!

Catra shakes her head. Her fingers idly touch the crystal hanging from her waist.

Catra: [her voice catching] Adora . . .

Adora turns and paces away from Catra, gesturing widely with her arms.

Adora: And then I’m supposed to tell them that . . . [mock cheerful] everything’s okay! That they just have to believe that their magic will come back somehow?! Because, ha! [tauntingly] Look at me!! I have my magic!!

She slumps against the railing in misery.

Adora: [almost a whisper] I couldn’t do that. [bitterly] How cold do you think I am?

Catra moves in closer to her.

Catra: [quietly] Adora. None of that’s your fault. You’re . . . not like that.

Adora: [tormented] But my people did this, . . . and I don’t know how to fix it.

Catra slides her hand along the railing and gently touches Adora’s hand. Their fingers shift and slowly lace together. Adora takes a deep breath and sighs.

Catra: You . . . you aren’t alone, Adora. Glimmer, Entrapta, and the others. You can tell them. I’m sure they’ll understand.

Adora closes her eyes, frowning.

Adora: [softly] And, anyway, . . . she’s gone now.

Catra raises a quizzical eyebrow.

Catra: Uh, yeah. I know she’s gone. I saw her leave.

Adora turns and takes a step away, pulling her hand from Catra’s. She stands up straight, her back to Catra.

Adora: No . . . not Entrapta. She-Ra.

Catra’s eyes widen in concern.

Adora turns to her, her eyes filled with tears.

Adora: [a sob entering her voice] All morning I’ve tried. I’ve tried bringing her back. But she’s gone.

Catra shakes her head. For a moment, her hand closes over the crystal again.

Catra: No.

Adora: [looking down] I guess . . . I think . . . maybe it just took longer with me.

She stares at her hands.

Adora: But it’s like the others, now. There’s nothing. [softly, resigned] My magic is gone, too.

Catra: [her voice strengthening] No. No. That’s not true.

Adora: I’ve tried!

Catra steps forward, let’s go of the crystal, and takes Adora’s hands in her own.

Catra: Listen, Adora. The old lady . . . Razz . . . she said that the magic isn’t gone at all, right?! She said it was . . . that it was part of you, so you can’t lose it! Right?!

Adora: [through tears] Yeah, . . . but . . .

Catra squeezes Adora’s hands harder.

Catra: [with conviction] And the other one . . . Mara! She told you . . . it was about love. Right?

Adora nods, her eyes searching for an answer.

Catra smiles at her, reassuringly.

Catra: Then, look at me. Look at my eyes.

Adora looks down at Catra, their eyes locking. Slowly, her sobbing breath begins to relax, and the rhythms of their bodies gradually become one.

Catra’s smile grows.

Catra: [deliberately to Adora] You haven’t lost her.

A small grin blossoms on Adora’s face, her vulnerability reverberating in her eyes.

Catra: [slowly and calmly] Now. Show her to me.

Adora: [in a quiet murmur] For the Honor of Grayskull.

In an instant, a brilliant flash of light envelopes Adora’s body and sets a glow around the two girlfriends. As it fades, Catra is clasping She-Ra’s strong hands between her own, and together they are holding the hilt of the down-turned Sword of Protection.

She-Ra opens her hands, and the sword shimmers away, as she throws her arms around Catra’s back and pulls her close, tilting her head to lay her cheek on Catra’s hair. She squeezes her eyes tightly shut, and the tears spill down her face.

She-Ra: [lovingly] Catra. Thank you.

Catra holds around She-Ra’s waist, resting the side of her head against her chest and smiling. A single tear rolls down Catra’s cheek.

She-Ra: [with relief] You were right!

Catra: [lovingly] Of course I was, dummy.

They giggle together in unrestrained joy.

She-Ra de-transforms.

After a few moments, Adora takes a deep breath and lets out a contented sigh. She steps back, holding Catra’s shoulders and smiling at her.

Adora: [happily] I think I get it now. I know where the magic is. I can help the others!

Catra and Adora lay their foreheads together, closing their eyes and drinking in the moment. Adora shakes her head gently.

Adora: And I know I’m not alone in this. I trust you, Catra. And I should trust my friends, too.

And the scene changes.

Glimmer is walking down the hallway in Bright Moon, a look of grave determination on her face. Adora’s voice continues in voiceover.

Adora (Voiceover): They know what they’re doing. [with a little self-effacing chuckle] I guess I shouldn’t worry so much.

Glimmer stops in front of a set of double doors where two guards are on duty. They bow to Glimmer and step aside. She takes a deep breath and opens the doors.

At the other end of the room, Double Trouble sits waiting, their legs draped carelessly over their lounge, grinning triumphantly. Glimmer enters and shuts the doors.

Adora’s voice continues as the scene shifts to the cliff overlooking the Valley of the Heart, the village of Hordak spread out like a neat collection of ivory chess pieces, and the enormous spire of Horde Prime, touching the sky at the far end of the valley, marking the entrance to the Chamber of the Heart.

Adora (Voiceover): And I know I’ve had some misgivings about Entrapta, . . . her plan with the First Ones systems, but . . . I’m sure she knows what she’s doing.

A heavy stomping heralds the arrival of the great robot Lucinda, whose cockpit splits open by the edge of the cliff.

Adora (Voiceover): She has a good head. And a good heart.

Entrapta leaps out and lands on the ground, her hair swirling around her as Wink slides down one of the strands to meet her.

Adora (Voiceover): She’s always been right before when it comes to science and tech, right? And . . . after all . . .

Entrapta’s face is beaming ecstatically as she surveys the vista ahead.

Adora (Voiceover): All she wants is to help.

And for a moment, an eerie purple glow flashes from Entrapta’s eyes.

(End of Episode 72)

Welcome, my friends! 😊

It is my pleasure to present to you another chapter of my fanfic.

One that, I hope, will bring an extra measure of delight!

To summarize the episode so far.

Bow's surprisingly quirky dads! Part One.

Adora's understanding girlfriend. Part Two.

Entrapta's unique way of saying "Good morning!" Part Three!

Double Trouble's morning non-routine! Part Four.

Bright Moon guards have a challenge! Part Five!

Entrapta's controversial plan. Part Six

And now for a chapter that can really only have one dedication.

My Artistic Alliance friends,

@CallistoArt and @WhenYou'reTheOnly1WhoUnderstandsCatra

This is for you, with much ❤️❤️❤️

And, perhaps, in another universe, also apologies?!?

We shall see! 😃

The mood in the “guest” bedroom of Bright Moon is somber.

The two guards there have removed their helmets, and they look as though the energy has been drained out of them.

One is leaning against the wall, arms folded, her green eyes just barely visible through thick strands of her long curly brown hair.

The other sits on a small cot, her back slumped, head hanging down. She runs a hand through her short, red-orange hair and sighs.

Guard Cal: We need to look again. Where haven’t we looked?

Noelle shrugs.

Guard Noelle: I don’t know. I mean, we could have seen them a dozen times and not even known it. [pause] We should probably just report it to the general.

Guard Cal: [frustrated] Errrr, no. There’s still time before the shift relief.

She stands up and looks to Noelle, gesturing toward the door with her head.

Guard Cal: C’mon. Let’s look one more time.

Noelle sighs and pushes away from the wall.

Guard Noelle: Fine. You lead the way. I’m out of ideas.

Guard Cal: [as she moves toward the door] Okay. We’ll start wi--

She pauses, a look of mild surprise on her face as she comes face to face with Double Trouble, standing innocently within the door-frame, hands held behind themself.

Double Trouble: [flirtatiously] Hi, honeys. I’m ba-aaack!

They bend forward at the waist, leaning forward so they are nearly nose to nose with the guard named Cal.

Double Trouble: [quieter, with an impish smile] Did you miss me?

Guard Cal: [groaning] Errrrrrgh.

She takes a few steps backward to slump on the bed again.

Guard Noelle: Found ‘em.

Cal looks up with an expression half dismayed, half annoyed.

Guard Cal: [to Double Trouble] Where have you been?

Double Trouble frowns.

Double Trouble: Why so glum? [smiling] Snack?

Double Trouble produces a tray of pretty little pastries from behind their back, offering them to the guards.

Double Trouble: You’ve both been working so hard. [innocently] I thought you might be hungry.

Double Trouble walks over and takes a seat on the bed beside Cal, offering the tray to her. She just stares at them.

Noelle takes a seat on the other side of Double Trouble.

Double Trouble turns to Noelle.

Double Trouble: [invitingly] They’re fresh.

Noelle glances at Cal, then takes one of the pastries from the tray and munches on it emotionlessly.

Double Trouble crosses their legs and balances the tray on their knee.

As Double Trouble picks up a pastry and nonchalantly takes a bite, Cal turns on them.

Guard Cal: [insistently] Where were you? What have you been up to?

Double Trouble smiles at her.

Double Trouble: Weeell, you know how it is, Callisto darling. A lot happens in this castle. [casually] I was just doing my part to help out. And frankly . . .

They lower their voice conspiratorially, showing their teeth in a grin.

Double Trouble: It’s probably best if we keep this to ourselves.

Double Trouble picks up another of the small pastries and brings it close to Cal’s partly-open mouth.

Double Trouble: I really wouldn’t want you to be in trouble with General Juliet.

They grin and nudge the pastry into Cal’s mouth. She scowls and takes a savage bite, then accepts the rest of the pastry as Double Trouble drops it into her hand.

There is the sharp sound of a clearing throat from the doorway.

Cal and Noelle jump a little in their seats.

As they all turn toward the door, they see another guard in full dress. He reaches up and removes his helmet, revealing dark, wavy hair and a tense, but slightly bemused, expression. He regards the unusual form of Bright Moon’s flamboyant guest.

Guard: [formally] Double Trouble. My name is Brian. I’ll be one of your escorts this afternoon.

Double Trouble rises from their seat and glides toward the newcomer with the snacks. Noelle just manages to snag a second pastry before the tray is whisked away.

Double Trouble comes close to the guard at the door and winks at him.

Double Trouble: [sweetly] And I will be your entertainment for the afternoon!

Holding the tray close to the guards chest, Double Trouble lets it go and dances away.

The guard reflexively catches the tray and stares at it blankly, as Double Trouble gracefully takes their seat on the large, central lounge.

Guard Brian: Uhhh, I see.

He looks over to Cal and Noelle, sitting on the bed.

Guard Brian: So. Which one of you needs relief?

Noelle and Cal raise their hands quickly and simultaneously, as if they are racing each other!

Guard Brian: [blinking with surprise] Oh.

He looks over to Double Trouble who is leaning back, legs crossed confidently, arms stretched out across the back of the lounge. They grin at the guard with unconcealed delight.

Double Trouble: [playfully] Welcome to my world, soldier boy!

Happy weekend, everyone! 😊

Thanks for being here for the ongoing story.

So far in Ep 72: Waking to Trouble:

Lance and George greet Bow in the morning in Part One.

Catra helps Adora to talk through her worries in Part Two.

Entrapta's experiment is a morning adventure for her friends in Part Three!

A dramatic awakening with Bright Moon guards in Part Four.

Double Trouble begins making things interesting in Part Five!

So, this week, even though this may be confusing for them, I would like to dedicate this chapter to some new friends on the wiki: Blue ( @Blueforu ) and Deez ( @.dEeZ~nurTzs ).

Welcome, and I know dropping into the middle of the fanfic is strange, but I know you like the characters in this chapter! 😁

There are a few unfamiliar names in this chapter for familiar characters, including Wink (Wrong Hordak's new name), Lucinda (Entrapta's robotic vehicle that she retrieved from Beast Island), and Matilda (Entrapta's name for the First Ones system A.I.).

And if you want to find out what the heck is going on, including why the princesses lost their magic and how Entrapta discovered the reason, I would invite you to follow links to the rest of this story (as well as many other great stories from members of the community!) in the Fan Fiction Archive.

(That link is also always available under "Community" on the menu above.)

Now that everyone is awake, the troubles must be over, right?

Dream on! 😆

Entrapta stares wide-eyed at a tiny bluish pastry held between two spindly strands from either side of her hair. She hums intensely to herself, her eyes nearly crossing with concentration, as she gingerly places the circular morsel to rest atop another pinkish one of similar shape. She slowly lets go and sighs with contentment.

Entrapta: Ahhh!

A sudden wider view reveals a stack of tiny foods balanced on the plate before her and rising to a height of several feet in the air! Entrapta clasps her hands together in joy. Wink leans in, first staring in surprise, then beaming.

Entrapta: [delightedly] Hahaha!

She reaches down with her hair to scoop up a few more pastries from a couple of trays that have been placed on the table near her. Popping one of them into her mouth, then one into Wink’s, she proceeds to add the others to her food-tower while humming to herself.

In the family dining room of Bright Moon Castle, a small gathering graces the long rectangular table. Queen Glimmer sits at the head with Adora and Catra sitting close together on her right side, Entrapta and Wink with their spread of tiny foods (occupying the space of four place settings) on her left side.

Entrapta’s companions stare at her progress silently while chewing their own foods with slow deliberation.

Adora and Catra share a glance, and Catra frowns, giving Adora a prompting nod.

Adora focuses on Entrapta again.

Adora: [pointedly] Entrapta?

Entrapta: [curiously, through her food] Mmm?

Adora takes a deep breath.

Adora: [with slight hesitation] I’m . . . I’m concerned about your plan . . . to bring back the princesses’ magic . . . What, exactly, are you going to do?

Entrapta looks up mid-stacking, her eyes wide with mild surprise. She swallows a last bit of pastry.

Entrapta: Oh. Didn’t I tell you?

Her three friends shake their heads, their expressions blank.

Entrapta: [matter-of-factly] I’m going to restart the First One’s system. I thought you knew.

Adora frowns, with a nervous light in her eyes.

Catra glances furtively at Adora, her eyes narrowing.

Glimmer’s mouth drops open in concern.

Glimmer: But . . .

Adora: [quickly] But that could be dangerous, right? Isn’t that what caused all the trouble before?

Glimmer: [supportive] Right!

Entrapta greets their worried looks with a winning smile.

As she speaks, Netossa and Spinnerella walk through the doorway of the room, arm in arm, with pleasant expressions, looking fresh for the day. They pause a few steps into the room.

Entrapta: [confidently] Oh, there’s nothing to worry about. The unstable conditions before were the result of damage to the active system of the Heart of Etheria. The power imbalances that resulted then created a feedback loop. But now that the energy has been released, and the system has rested, it can be reset and the energy-flow restored!

Adora: But . . . why do it?!?

A sudden voice chimes in from near the entrance to the dining room

Netossa: [firmly, but curiously] Why not?

All eyes turn toward Netossa and Spinnerella as they approach the table and take their seats near Entrapta’s and Wink’s lay-out of tiny food stacks.

Netossa: [deliberately] If there is even a chance . . .

She halts as a waiter inclines toward her and her wife, proferring miniature pastries from a tray. Netossa immediately holds up her hand and presses lightly against the edge of the tray.

Netossa: [to the waiter] Uh, no . . . thanks . . . we’ve already eaten.

Spinnerella’s eyes light up with a joyful smile as she reaches over Netossa’s arm to take one of the diminutive breakfast hors d’oeuvres from the dish. She daintily takes a bite.

Spinnerella: [grinning] Mmmm!

The waiter smiles at her reaction and nudges the tray a little closer to Netossa.

Netossa looks at her wife’s obvious delight, and Spinnerella winks at her.

Netossa sighs and picks up a pastry, holding it away from her and gesturing with it in her hand as she turns back to address Adora and the others.

Netossa: [continuing] So what I’m saying is, if there is a chance that we can get our magic back . . . I think we should take it. Why not?

Adora leans forward toward Netossa, her hand held out in an appealing gesture.

Adora: [reasonably] I’m just saying that maybe there’s another way.

Entrapta chimes in helpfully.

Entrapta: [with cheerful assurance] Oh, but there isn’t! All the data supports the conclusion that the princesses’ access to Etherian magic is directly dependent on the integrity and proper functioning of the First One’s system.

Adora glances at Catra, who frowns at her with concern.

Adora stands up with her hands on the table, addressing Entrapta directly.

Adora: [her tone more intense, mildly pleading] But, it’s possible, isn’t it, that the magic could be accessed directly. That the princesses have some other connection to Etherian magic that doesn’t require restarting the system?

Entrapta pauses and cocks her head to one side, considering. A stray tendril separates from the bulk of her hair and massages her chin in contemplation.

Entrapta: [frowning] Weeell . . . it’s an interesting hypothesis.

She leans toward Adora curiously, pulling a small paper tablet and a pen from her overalls.

Entrapta: [eagerly] Do you have any data to share?!

Adora frowns, looking a little self-conscious.

Adora: Well, I . . . uh . . .

She glances at Catra, whose eyes widen, frowning. Catra nods meaningfully.

Adora: [turning back to Entrapta] Actually . . . no . . . I don’t, really.

Catra’s mouth opens slightly, with an almost betrayed expression.

Catra: [barely stifling herself] Bu . . . !

Entrapta: [disappointed] Oh. That’s too bad.

She withdraws the tablet and pen, tucking them back into her overalls. She hesitates, her gaze shifting upward as she cocks her head again.

Entrapta: [tentatively] I suppose I could design an experiment . . .

For a moment, there is the spark of curiosity in her eyes. Wink perks up, too!

Adora smiles and begins to relax a little.

And suddenly, Entrapta comes out of her reverie.

Entrapta: [brightly] . . . but it really isn’t necessary! I already know how to restore the magic by a scientifically sound procedure!

Adora’s frown returns.

A hand touches Adora’s hand, and she looks over to see Glimmer, standing beside her, hands on the table, with her fingers touching Adora’s as she gives her a supportive look.

Glimmer turns to Entrapta.

Glimmer: [pressing a little] Entrapta. Are you absolutely sure that this plan is safe? Are you sure that it will work?

Entrapta jumps to her feet with enthusiasm.

Entrapta: Yes!!

She slaps her hands on the table before her, causing her tiny pastry tower to collapse in a chaotic heap.

As she speaks, her eyes are alight in the throes of scientific awe!

Entrapta: [with passion] More than a thousand years ago when the First Ones began to build their global system for mining the magic of Etheria, they released viral particles that became permanently bonded with every living creature throughout the entire planet!!

Adora listens and watches her with a certain measure of horror. The fear in her eyes is only just visible.

Entrapta: [gesturing grandly, her hair fizzing and waving with excitement] It was the surest way of giving them absolute control of the magic!

In her enthusiasm, Entrapta jumps onto the table and begins pacing slowly between the platters of food, making her way to the end of the table before turning back toward the princesses. In this moment, she looks suddenly massive as she spreads her arms and hair tentacles widely!

Entrapta: [lowering her voice slightly, with an edge of wonder] Magic is part of the biological essence of Etheria. So the only way for the First Ones to tap into the magic of the planet was through biological channels! Their tech became bonded to the princesses on a genetic level, so that it would be passed down to every generation that followed, thus allowing the princesses to access the magic and channel it for the Heart of Etheria! Hee-hee-hee!!

As she giggles, Entrapta walks back toward her friends. Suddenly she drops down to the table, sitting cross-legged, her face in her hands, and her hair settles down in gentle flowing waves.

Now, sitting right before the princesses, she speaks calmly.

Entrapta: Now that Matilda and I have worked together on the system, I understand how it functions! Getting it running again will be easy. And if we keep it going on an idling power level, there shouldn’t be aaaany more problems with it! Ever again!

Glimmer nods to her.

Glimmer: And if you do that, then . . . all of the princesses’ magical abilities will return?

Entrapta: Yep! It will be just like before!

Glimmer: Well, then . . .

She takes a glance at Spinnerella and Netossa, who look at each other, then back at Glimmer, smiling and nodding.

Glimmer looks to Adora, whose brow is furrowed but smiles convincingly at Glimmer. And Catra, whose expression is a look of intensity directed at Adora.

Glimmer looks at Entrapta again, and Wink leans in, giving a smile and a wink her way.

Glimmer: Okay. That’s good enough for me.

Entrapta leaps to her feet.

Entrapta: Great!!

She hops off the table and starts scampering to the door, followed by Wink, who takes her lead by vaulting the table.

Entrapta: I’ll go get my stuff, and then Lucinda will take us back to the Valley of the Heart!

Adora turns and runs after her.

Adora: Entrapta! Wait!

Entrapta turns, her excitement tinged with curiosity.

Entrapta: What?

Catra appears by Adora’s side, her arms folded.

Adora: I just thought . . . maybe I should go with you. For back-up. Like before.

Entrapta grins at her, her eyes momentarily closing as she pats Adora affectionately on the head with a thick strand of hair.

Entrapta: That’s awfully sweet! But, we don’t need you!

Adora looks a little crestfallen.

Entrapta: Like I said before, the mission is easy! If I need any help, I’ve got Wink! And if I need a lot of help, we’ve got Hordak and his brothers.

Entrapta frowns and purses her lips.

Entrapta: [quieter, with slight regret] Also, I’ve got more equipment this time. Aaaand Bow told me Lucinda’s cockpit was too crowded for more than two people when we used it before.

Adora: [puzzled] But, Darla? There’s plenty of space.

Entrapta’s brow wrinkles in concern.

Entrapta: [regretfully] Darla had a rough time on our last trip. She’s resting in Dryl. That’s why Lucinda brought us.

Adora: Oh.

Entrapta brightens up a little, looking Adora in the eyes.

Entrapta: Hey! You could gather more data for your theory about the magic while I’m pursuing my theory! Then we could swap information when Wink and I get back!

Adora smiles at Entrapta’s excitement.

Adora: Sure.

Entrapta: [with a little squeal] It’s a date! Well, bye, Adora!

She turns and runs out of the room with Wink in tow, hair in hand.

Adora turns back toward Catra with a slightly guilty expression.

A waiter’s platter momentarily slides between them, and they both wave it away dismissively.

The waiter shrugs and heads back toward the door to the kitchen.

He pauses briefly just before leaving, glancing back from the corner of his eye to watch Adora and Catra return to the table.

Then he turns, and with his back to the other occupants of the room, his eyes suddenly blink in an unusual sideways motion. And for the briefest fraction of a second, they are no longer human -- but reptilian yellow with a slit for a pupil.

The waiter smiles and exits the room.