#he eats bugs out of desperation yes but also he likes the texture!

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mmm good snack

[crystalas]

It’s only a matter of time part 3

wherein MK and Redson are still trapped training under Macaque and are given a chance to send a message home

Chapter 3: Training daze

Supper time came around after what felt like an eternity of silence between the two, Red Son would not move from his corner despite MK’s many attempts to get him to at least turn around and talk to him. The only way he knew Red Son was even alive was the fact that his tail would swish the floor occasionally. The shadow clone brought in the food bowls and place them on the floor taking away the empty ones. Only then did Red Son move and without looking at MK or even acknowledge him even being there and went to grab his bowl and dragged it back into his corner with his back to MK and began to eat quietly.

MK looked down at his food bowl and began to nibble at his meal, the silence felt horrible he wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words. What the hell do you say to someone being forced to eat well…people? Where was Macaque even finding all these bodies? Was he raiding a morgue? Killing people in the street? Did he have a farm or knew someone with a human farm? Red Son had said that demons eat people quite regularly and he was considered the ‘weird one’ for not wanting to.

All these thoughts rattled in MK’s head he desperately wanted to talk to Red Son to fill the silence, to get these horrid thoughts out into the air so they wouldn’t be piling up in his head and snow balling into worse ones.

What does human even taste like? Do they range in flavour? Are they like bananas where the flavour and texture changes as they get older?

NO! the thought train has to stop there before he feels compelled to try a bit for his curiosity especially when he had nothing to distract himself from it.

MK realised he had eaten through his entire bowl except for his bugs. He glanced back at Red Son and noticed that his hair was slowly returning back to its former colour instead of dark ash grey it was now dark red at the roots, but his demonic appearance was yet unchanged.

“Your hair is changing back” MK said softly, Red Son’s ears flicked a bit.

“Soooo… this is what you really look like?” he continued as he tried to get anything out of the demon prince, this merely received a tail twitch.

“Looks cool I mean I always thought it was weird that you didn’t look anything like your dad, but I guess it makes sense now.”

Another flicking of the ears and a swish from the tail.

“But why hide it? I mean if you were trying to blend into human society you wouldn’t throw your fire around like you do so…”

“Noodle boy?”

“Yes?” MK chirped elated he finally got something out of his cell mate.

“Please shut up, as it has obviously escaped your notice, I find these topics of discussion… annoying.” Red Son hissed, “I understand that we need to work together and keep each other alive and while I appreciate your attempts of…” he stopped for a minute as if he struggled to find the right words but gave up trying. “I would prefer if we…we…didn’t talk about it.”

MK looked down at his bowl and saw the revolting grubs that laid there, he gave a determined sigh and got up to plop himself down next to Red Son who just glared at him. MK looked him in the eyes grabbed the bugs and shoved them in his mouth, gagging slightly as the grubs crunched and popped in his mouth before swallowing them. It took him a whole two minutes not to gag but he kept them down none the less.

“What is your point exactly Noodle boy?” Red Son growled.

“We are stuck in this hell hole together, if you have to eat revolting stuff then so do I…”

“There’s a huge difference between you eating insects and me eating your kind!”

MK opened his mouth to say something but nothing came to mind to counter that point, his attempt of supporting Red Son seemly going down in metaphoric flames…

“However, if our sadistic master has plans of strengthen our bodies, we need all the food and protein we can get. When we get out, I will make that shadow bastard eat a fistful of dirt for every lump of this filth he has forced me to consume!” Red Son declared boldly and turned around to sit next to MK his food bowl already empty.

“Totally and when we get out, I will get Pigsy to make you the biggest bowl of noodles ever!” MK exclaimed “Actually make that two cos I want one as well! Cos man, do I miss carbs!”

That actually got a chuckle out of the two.

“I will hold you to that noodle boy!” Red Son said leaning back against the wall, “So who do think will get here first?”

“Huh?”

“No doubt my father has noticed my absence and is looking for me, I bet your friends and mentor are looking as well. So, who do you think will find us first?”

“Monkey King hands down, the dude has a decent track record of rescuing people from demons.” MK said confidently.

“Ah yes but can your Sun Wukong punch his way through rock and steel like it was nothing? My father will be the one to break down those cell walls and smash that monkey into paste! I’ll wager an entire tray of melon bread on it.”

“Cakes? Really? we’re betting our freedom on cakes?”

“I’m not talking about any melon bread; I’m talking about the deluxe cream melon bread from that uptown bakery that stuff is divine!” Red Son explained with a sigh, “Also food is all I can think about right now so yes…” he admitted with a grumble.

MK leaned up against Red Son who stiffen up for a brief minute before relaxing, they both knew that they were trying to put on a brave face on a horrid situation but for now at least they had each other to distract them from the nightmare.

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The days seem to blend into a long stream of body punishing strength building excerise, combat training and magic techniques. Red Son’s strength and familiar appearance slowly returning with his new reluctant diet.

MK begrudgingly learned how to use his powers better, wherein Monkey King just gave him the idea and let him figure out the rest, Macaque actually gave him instructions and critique on what to do to make use his powers more efficiently.

“The reason why your clones went wild was because you saw them as yourself! You gave them too much autonomy” Macaque said as they went through his clone making skills. “Those clones are an extension of you nothing more and nothing less. When creating them make sure to only give them a simple command.”

“Red Son focus on the intensity of your fire!” Macaque would bark as Red Son would set fire to several wooden dolls to practise on his aim and control. “I don’t want those targets singed I want them torched!”

Combat training consists of the two sparring against shadow clones, Macaque stopping them occasionally to correct them on their stature and technique before making them continue.

“Put more power into that attack kid, remember your first strike should be your last!”

“Red! Stay light on your feet and watch those flames, you’re supposed to be a fire prodigy act like it! Don’t hold back!”

“MK is the shield and Red is the spear!” was one of the things that Macaque would repeat during training. Neither boy had any clue as to what that meant and now knew better than to try and question their master unless specifically asked to.

MK and Red Son quickly conformed to Macaque’s rule despite them wanting nothing more than to smack or burn their gruelling task monkey, however with the bands in place they knew it was wiser to just try and do as they were commanded.

Escape was also impossible for the first few days MK had scanned the entire dojo with his golden eyes of truth and came to the conclusion that Macaque wasn’t lying about him being the only way in and out of this dojo. They found that getting out of their cell which was insultingly easy, it was as if Macaque was mocking them with the fact that they were still stuck without his assistance. Even so the threat of the bands kept them inside the cell at night and MK hated how quickly they had become like trained dogs.

Some afternoons Macaque would lead them into the shrine room where he would teach them medicine and body anatomy. Which to MK seemed a suddenly off track from what they had been doing but when allowed to ask [and these lessons were the rare occasion where they were allowed to ask questions without consequences, within reason of course] Macaque just gave a small smile.

“You may be the Monkey King’s successor but you are still human, same with Red there will be times you will get injured in battle. Wouldn’t it be good to know how to heal yourself?” he had answered as he pulled out the next scroll. To which once again MK and Red Son had to agree, numerous times they were go to their cell with blisters, burns, aches and pains and all sort of small injuries from their brutal training regime which is probably what inspired Macaque to do this in the first place.

“Or perhaps you wish for us to learn the finer details of the living body so that we can damage it better?” Red Son asked while jotting down the details that Macaque had shown them on chi pressure points and their properties. Macaque gave a soft laugh at that.

“Meh I guess it’s a little of both”

“Care to explain why you are doing all of this?” Red Son inquired “You’ve never actually told us…”

“I did tell you Red, I’ve been commissioned to train you guys. You don’t need to know any more than that.” Macaque exclaimed; Red Son gave a growl of frustration but kept it low in his throat.

“What Red Son is trying to say is, perhaps if we knew what we were training to fight we might be able to prepare ourselves better?” MK tried hoping to get some answers, Macaque’s medical lessons ranged from first aid to skeletal structure of several different creatures, to herbal properties and poisons. If they were being trained to attack someone or something in particular these lessons weren’t giving them any context clues.

Then again nothing Macaque did in their lessons gave them any clue as to what they were training for, it was like Macaque delighted in keeping the two in the dark about everything. They had lost all sense of time in the shadowy dojo; time had no meaning when there was no sun or moon to mark the days or months. They had tried scratching out marks on the wall to count days but were warned not to. When they tried to keep track in their minds, they kept losing count because when you are worked to your last aching breath on a daily basis it made remembering what day it is a challenge.

Time must be passing because they were getting stronger, Red Son and MK would have rather chewed rocks than admit it to Macaque but they had noticed that they were getting faster and enduring the morning excerise regime better. Their movements in combat were more precise and fluid, less energy wasted in their attack and this got them praised by their master. Red Son fire powers were more in control, he could now control what he did or did not burn with his flames and MK could now create clones that didn’t go rouge and his skill with the magic staff was better.

One of the things that kept them sane was their nightly talks, where they would just lie in the cell too drain to do anything but chat and try to keep the despair at bay. They would talk about anything that came to mind no matter how small and stupid because when they grew too tired to talk it would mean they were be left alone with their thoughts and sometimes that scared them more than the idea of what would be coming tomorrow and why no one had saved them yet.

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“I want to go home” MK said one day during their mid-day break, Red Son flinched and looked at MK was standing there defiantly with weapon in hand before glancing at Macaque who stood there watching them with that same irritating condescending casualness. Was he insane? He thought there was no way he was just going to agree!

“Seriously kid?” his master asked. MK could feel his resolve weaken under that stern gaze.

“Can’t we at least visit or call? I mean my friends must be going out of their minds, I don’t even know how long we’ve been down here…I just…I just want to let them know I’m alive at least.”

Macaque gave a thoughtful hum and both boys braced themselves for the agonizing punishment only for him to click his heels together and take out his staff.

“Alright”

“Wait really??!” the boys spluttered.

“But only if you can pin me for longer that five seconds, I’ll even let you attack together!”

Red Son and MK grinned at each other, at last a chance to properly fight back and Macaque in his over confidence was letting them attack without the worry of repercussions from the bands. They both got into attack stances the hope of escape or at least contact with the outside world filling them with renewed energy.

“You get rid of the shadows I’ll focus on getting him pinned” MK said to which Red Son nodded.

MK launched himself at Macaque who dodged his attacks with effortless ease, Mk pushed forward with more aggressive blows with his staff to which Macaque blocked them with his own. Red Son lit up his fists and threw a barrage of fire balls which flew around MK keeping clear of him and heading to their intended target. Macaque smacked the fire balls away with a swing of his staff causing fire to ignite along the training ground, he looked around and noticed he no longer could see MK until he heard a rip of hair and the sound of clones being created. He glanced up at MK who at first looked like he was going to rain clones down on him but realised they all had their staffs primed and ready. With the heavy melodious ringing clangs Macaque was suddenly fenced in by a barrage of cloned staffs to which he glanced around and saw flames suddenly erupts around them causing him to blink back from the brightness. MK leapt over the clone fence to look at Macaque.

“No shadows for you to escape to and nowhere for you to run!”

“You still haven’t pinned me yet kid” Macaque said with his hands folded behind his back, MK growled and leapt down knocking Macaque to the floor and holding him there with his staff letting it go knowing full well that Macaque couldn’t lift it.

“How about now?” he demanded. Macaque smirked again and looked down MK followed his gaze and saw that by jumping in and pushing him to the floor his body now created a small shadow to which he melted away into. MK looked around realising he had trapped himself in a fire pit. Red Son watched from outside and gave a yelp when Macaque appeared behind him grabbed him and threw him at the staff fence causing them to explode into gold smoke and the fire to pitter out. MK didn’t even have time to react when Red Son came flying through the fence, smacking him right in the chest causing them both to hit the ground.

They both laid sprawled on the floor as Macaque walked up to them, clapping softly.

“I’m not going to say you did well but I can see where you were going with it, good idea about blocking me from my escape routes. However, when you got cocky you messed up.” He explained as they got themselves up, MK gave a snarl of frustration and Red Son hair flared up angrily as he punched a nearby pillar.

“However, you did pin me for five seconds…” Macaque mused.

“So, we can go home?!” MK yelped.

“No, that attack was appalling” Macaque laughed, “I’m going to need to drill in better team work into of you two. No, I agreed that if you pinned me for five seconds, I’d let you make a phone call.”

The boys looked at Macaque as he pulled out a cell phone from his cloak.

“Wait how does that even get cell coverage in here?” Red Son blurted out.

“You’re the one who likes to mix tech with magic, you tell me” Macaque answered before tossing the phone to Red Son. “You get two minutes each, I don’t think I have to tell you not to do anything dumb like tell them who I am or where you are…”

“But we don’t know where we are!” MK cried.

“Exactly!” was the cheerful reply.

Red Son was first he took the phone and held it in his hands like he was holding a piece of fragile bone porcelain before swallowing hard and then handing it to MK.

“If I give Noodle boy my two minutes, will he get four instead?” he asked, the monkey gave a shrug as if to say ‘hell why not?’ MK blinked back tears.

“You’d do that? But what about your parents?”

“My parents aren’t exactly tech savvy, hell my father can’t even use a cell phone, and besides this is our one shot for someone to track the call and I know dragon horse girl is more knowledgeable in that.” He explained, he glanced at Macaque who was still watching them keenly. That is if our ‘master’ didn’t have some way of blocking it but he didn’t want to smash MK’s hope.

“Thanks…” MK breathed and dialled in Mei’s number, for a brief horrible moment he thought what if it was the early hours of the morning and she was asleep? What if she didn’t pick up? What if during the time they had been gone Mei changed her number? He had desperately wanted to call Pigsy and Tang but he agreed with Red Son, Mei was the one most likely to pick up and be able to use this call to find them.

“Hello?” Mei answered.

“Mei! Oh, thank god!”

“MK??!! Holy shit is that you?”

“Yeah, it’s me!”

“Where the hell are you? Everyone is going insane! Monkey King is on the verge of going Kaiju trying to find you!”

MK looked at Macaque and he took in a deep steadying breath before trying again.

“I…I’m not allowed to say.”

“What?! Have you been kidnapped?”

“Yes.”

“Are you okay? Jeez that is a dumb question of course you’re not! you’ve been fucking kidnapped!”

“No…No we’re ok for the most part.”

“Hold on… ‘we’?” Mei asked.

“Red Son is here with me”

“Red Son got kidnapped too??!!”

“Yeah, we’re kind of stuck here getting trained…for something…” MK looked at Macaque and could see he was pushing his luck so stopped himself from going into further details.

“Man, that sinks my theory that Red Son kidnapped you in some stupid demon betrothal or something!”

“As if I would do that!” Red Son shouted.

“Wait was that Red Son? Is he there?”

“Yes…”

“Who did this? Tell me who so I can sic Monkey King and Pigsy on them, they are really wanting to punch someone”

“I’m…not allowed to say…” he whimpered. “Mei, you need to talk to DBK, Red Son said his mom can use wind magic to find stuff that might give you guys a lead.”

“Great!”

MK took another deep breath, he didn’t want to worry Mei even more by breaking down into tears over the phone, he wanted so badly to talk to her longer but knew his time was limited.

“Mei…I’m nearly out of time for my call could you please tell Pigsy and Tang that I love them and I’m really sorry for making them worry.”

“Sure thing” she whimpered he could hear her sniffing back tears. “Don’t you worry we’re coming to save you!”

“Could you tell Monkey King that I’m not giving up…and…and…I’m…” he could feel his voice cracking, tears trickling down his face.

“Tell my father to hurry up and rescue us! I have a whole tray of melon bread riding on a wager that’ll he finds us first!” Red Son declared loudly, “Please inform my parents that I, Red Son will not break so easily and neither will Noodle boy!”

“Times up” Macaque muttered holding out his hand.

“We have to go now Mei…I’m really sorry…I…”

“Dude don’t worry I’ll tell them, I hit record as soon as you mentioned being kidnapped…” he could hear her sniffle before returning to the phone in her strained cheerful voice that MK knew she had when she wanted to put on a brave face. “Tell Red Son he’s gonna loose that wager! Monkey King is so gonna get you guys out first!”

“Thanks…” he whispered as Macaque took the phone away and hung up. MK hugged himself as he fought back the urge to cry, he never thought how painful it was going to be telling his friends and family what could be his last goodbye. Red Son tentatively put a hand on his shoulder.

“Right now, that is out of the way, let us continue with your lessons…” Macaque declared.

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Coffeeshop Au

She-Ra coffeeshop au because I said so:

Everyone works at one of two shops: Hoard or Princess Alliance

At the very beginning, it shows Adora, a normal human, and her friend Catra (everyone looks the same, has the same powers) in the breakroom chatting, and then they switch shifts with Kyle, Rogilio and whatever her name is- I can’t remember- 

Yay! You get to meet Shadow Weaver, who is being very rude to the girls because her coffee was too hot (and also because Catra made it and no one is allowed to make her coffee except Adora)

Adora ends up missing a day and gets fired, which is immediately met with distaste from Shadow Weaver

Adora gets a new job at The Princess Alliance

Quickly becomes friends with Glimmer and Bow, but Glimmer’s mom, the owner of the cute shop, is less happy with her, as she looks like a gangster

Catra has mixed feelings about Adora not being at work, as she is now able to get promoted to manager beside Scorpia, but also she doesn’t see Adora like, ever, anymore

Adora’s aunt, Mara, died recently, and LightHope, Mara’s wife, came over to give Adora a charm with the words She-Ra carved in the side. 

Adora promises to visit the farm and see LightHope soon

With the knowledge that she has a bit of her mother figure still with her, Adora throws herself into baking, creating her newest pastry: She-Ra

Was named after the charm!

It is the best thing anyone has ever tasted. They sell out quick, and become Adora’s special (All the princess’ have specials, they’re at the bottom of the post)

Aight, so Entrapta misses a couple days, didn’t call in sick, and was fired

Immediately picked up by Hoard and now has a new job! Stuck with Catra and Scorpia until Catra got promoted

Afterwards she met Hordak, and they started talking 

and then they started flirting in their cute roundabout way

Hordak had to leave for a few days because Imp needed to go to the hospital, he left Catra in charge (She’s manager anyway, but now she had free reign)

With Double Trouble’s help, Catra made a fake resigning form for Entrapta while firing her

While this is going on, everyone gets word about Prime Restaurant chain wanting to set up in the area. Hordak would like to sell his shop for them, but first he needs to get another place to set up (He only decides this after he comes back, and he needs something to do after learning that someone he thought he had a connection with just left)

Entrapta hasn’t really let it sink in that she’s unemployed. Goes to get a coffee from a starbucks nearby, name and coffee get mixed up with someone named Micah. (Think when she stole his bug)

Start talking, then bow and Adora just speed walk into the shop like, “Hey Entrapta, would you like to be hired for Princess Alliance again?”

(Bow is also kinda like “Hey wtf, is that you, Micah?” And Micah’s like, “Hey, Bow, is that you?”)

And Entrapta’s like, “Hired? Oh, uh sorry, I have to- oh.” and its suddenly sinking in that she doesn’t work at Hoard anymore and (excuse me if this isn’t what would actually happen but it happened not to long ago so I’m just giving it to Entrapta rn) she is kinda just moving around and kinda just trying to get away from anything touching her because it all just feels horrible against her skin and shiz

and she just kinda goes “Yes, I’d like to be hired, but please leave me alone right now, I’d like to not be touched,” and so Bow and Adora kind of hesitantly go away and Micah stays walking her through her (I don’t know what this is. Touch aversion? A mild panic attack? A depressive episode?)

Anyway, cut away, and now we see Adora and Bow sitting on the roof of the cafe. Talking, thinking about life, doing a bit of college homework. Adora is playing with her charm, and then she drops it and it shatters. Obviously, she’s freaking out, that’s the only thing she has of Mara and it means so freaking much to her

Bow is trying to help and is gathering up the shards, and finds a little piece of paper among it all. Adora reads it and completely breaks down crying. No one knows what it says but her (which is to say I don’t know what it says)

Takes a break for a couple days, going to LightHope, her aunt, and 

(In this time, Entrapta has reluctantly gone back to work, Micah has procrastinated around seeing his ex-wife and daughter, Angela has packed up for a plane trip, Hordak is having trouble finding another place to set up shop, and Prime restaurant chain is moving in)

Adora comes back with a new fire and an upgrade to her She-ra pastry, tastes even better now

Micah finally got the courage to go see his family, only to find out that Angela had just left for a trip that morning. (They get the news that the plane had an accident and Angela didn’t survive later in the evening)

Afterwards, Glimmer moves out of the cafe, finding it to be too empty. This leaves the top floor of the cafe completely open. She’s living with Bow and Adora now!

Scorpia, a panicking second manager of Hoard cafe, is juggling running the cafe, keeping Catra in check and finding a new place 

Double Trouble, as is their job for the owner, finally fills out their form on what had happened while Hordak was away. He finally learns that Entrapta didn’t leave him. 

Scorpia goes to the Princess Alliance and tells them that she heard their top floor was open. She’s desperate

It takes a few times to get them to agree, but the Princess Alliance realize that there’s no point in fighting like this. After a few more hours of haggling with the cost, Scorpia turns to leave

She comes back after a couple seconds. “Um, actually, is Entrapta here?”

Scorpia and Entrapta come back into Hoard cafe, chatting. Hordak walks out of the back, holding Imp. Entrapta looks over and sees him. She just jumps him, helping both of them stay up and holding Imp with her hair. 

“Did you hear the news?” She laughs

Scorpia jumps in, telling Hordak how they found a place for the shop to go; right above the Princess Alliance. Entrapta is really helping Scorpia sell it, but Catra is getting upset. 

“No! We’re enemies or whatever, right? We shouldn’t be sharing space with them!” 

Hordak has already given his okay. “I’m sure we’ll be able to become closer, Catra, it should be alright.”

Catra is extremely reluctant about all of this, but while they’re setting up in the top area, she’s beginning to rekindle her friendship with Adora. (And also maybe feeling like at some point her feelings had stopped being just platonic. She has no clue when this happened.)

Scorpia is doing pretty well with taking boxes of stuff up, and after a while they figure out that the dark aesthetic won’t be working well side by side with the pastel fluff that is the Princess Alliance. So Scorpia says they change it up a bit. So she goes downstairs and, “Is anyone free right now?”

It’s Perfuma that looks over. “Oh! Yes, I am!”

Scorpia gives a little smile. “Great! We need some design help and we were wondering..”

With a happy gasp, Perfuma hangs up her apron and walks upstairs. Perfuma is made for this. After being told that they’d like to keep the general dark aesthetic, she says that giving it that certain quiet feel, very unlike the loud chatter that comes from downstairs, students will likely want to come by to study

It’s a hit. A few plants with calming aromas, gifted by Perfuma herself, and some teas that help with stress made by Scorpia, students are running in. It’s generally very quiet here, and it’s really helping the stress that the employees go under too!

Scorpia and Perfuma may or may not have gotten closer in a romantic sense because of this-

Catra and Adora are also getting closer, friends first, then girlfriends. It’s quite the trip for everyone else in the shop. 

Entrapta and Hordak are basically just parents to Imp now, and Imp’s only job at this point is to make fun of Hordak for having a crush. It is a romantic relationship, yes

At some point the the Hoard and Princess Alliance become one place with two names. Menu is the same on both floors and anyone can be a waiter at whichever floor they like. 

Just a few things that exist but aren’t really plot relevant:

Hordak has anger issues and trouble understanding his feelings 

Hordak has weak bones in his arms specifically

Imp is Hordak’s nephew who he ended up adopting after Imp’s parents died

Hordak and Entrapta both like working with robotics

Entrapta is making a project to support Hordak’s weak arms in order to help him do things. Talking with his doctor to figure out what’s safe and such

Frosta is Glimmer’s cousin who has been given the okay to volunteer at the cafe. She comes and goes as she pleases and whether or not you get a Frosta special depends on whether she’s in or not

Time for the specials!

Entrapta’s: Donut holes. Her special is a pack of donut holes that are literally the best you’ve ever tasted. Your pack has one of each flavor and they are made with such care- just- No special drink for her though

Perfuma: Mango hibiscus clementine cold tea. I have had it before. It tastes really freaking good. She always grows a little flower for you to eat and puts it on top. The texture of the flower is nice, and the petals are sweet. The food portion is a fruit salad with flower petals sprinkled on top!

Frosta: Icecream sunday! And slushie! No one knows what exactly goes into the flavoring on top, but it tastes really good and Frosta promises it’s safe for all allergies she knows of. Makes sure to ask about any allergies though, just in case!

Mermista: It’s a small cake. Has this general water/beach vibe! Drink changes from day to day. Always an iced coffee though!

Glimmer: Cupcakes!! The inside of the cupcake has a small portion of sprinkles. Very sweet, too sweet for some. Pastel smoothie too! Family recipe, shared between Angela and Glimmer. Has sprinkles littered on top of a nice helping of whipped cream! Very glittery

Angela: Called the heart of Etheria. Not one single person knows what it’s classified as, and only Glimmer and Angela know how to make it. It’s heavenly

No more specials (Scorpia doesn’t work at Princess Alliance)

Micah and Angela had a divorce when Glimmer was young. It wasn’t because they disliked each other or anything, just, Micah learned that he was aromantic and felt a little bit uncomfortable with the marriage. They broke it off as friends and lived under the same house- like, it was all exactly the same, except they didn’t have the title of husband and wife

Then Micah had to go away because he found a job somewhere else and they ended up loosing contact

Swiftwind lives on the farm with LightHope

Catra and Adora are childhood friends who had the same Preschool teacher: Shadow Weaver

Angela lives on the second floor of the cafe with Glimmer

Entrapta has a roomba and she’s taken to it the way tumblr has

Entrapta has a tiny Emily that she made with Hordak’s help at a robotics workshop

Adora lived with Catra and moved to share an apartment with Bow afterwards

Shadow Weaver may or may not have died shoving Catra and Adora out of the way of a car that was driving on the sidewalk

There are fricking huge windows looking out on the street for both floors and on the other side of the street is a grassy park, so it’s really nice.

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Mama definitely has some funk in her by ALittletoo-Rocky1986

"Ah, I can't wait for mamá to hear about this. Heh heh." Laurena said to herself before getting up and taking the long way home. We continue we last left off in this saga. Laurena had just stuffed her brother inside of rancid flats before placing her feet back in to walk back home. Laurena couldn't help herself by using her full weight to inflict more punishment on her brother with each step, it just felt so pleasing to her. He just so happened the perfect insole for her feet. Meanwhile, Laurena's brother was not in the same joyous mood as her. Not only was he fighting off the stench of horrid foot odor, disgusting gunk, and bitter sweat; he also had to deal with the immense weight of flesh and heat pinning him down. With each step Laurena took, it felt as if the entire universe was collapsing on top of him. He was in such pain, that his screams could be heard even at his stature. "Oh hush you!" Laurena stopped walking to check on her brother, making sure he was still alive. She removed her foot from her flats. Her brother laid flat on his back breathing heavily. He tried to move his body, but the intense heat and sweat had glued him down. "You are such a baby, you know that Marcos?" Laurena scolded. "Besides, you can't even die. The shrinking made your body stronger so you can enjoy all this. Right, my little thief? Now, how about you grow some balls, and take your punishment like a fucking man! We're almost home now, so you better shut the fuck up or else!" Laurena shoved her foot back in her flats and aggressively stormed off until she got home. Meanwhile, their mother; Nina, 45, was in the backyard reading her daily gossip magazine and resting her tired feet on the patio. She had just come from work after another hectic shift at the busy retail store where she was employed. "¡Estoy cansado! I'm so tired from all that work! Thank goodness it's the weekend." Nina said to herself. "At least I am home now. I am at home where nothing new happens and that I can relieve myself of all this stress!" She then closed her eyes to take a quick nap. Laurena opened the back door and came outside. She saw her mother sleeping peacefully. "Oh, boy!" squealed Laurena. "I can't wait to see the look on mamá's face when she sees what I did! Mamá! Mamá! I got a surprise just for you!" Laurena then tapped on her mother's leg to wake her up. Nina slowly opened her eyes to see her eager daughter staring at her. "¿Qué paso, hija? Why did you wake me? I had a looooong day at work today and I just wanted to relax This better be important." Nina told her. Laurena giggled. "Don't worry mamá, I'm sure you'll love it" Laurena then took off her flats and took her brother out from the inside, setting him down in front their mother's foot. Marcos coughed and wheezed as this was the first time in a long time that he got to smell the fresh air. "So you woke me up from my nap to show me a little insecto?" Nina asked feeling quite disturbed. "Mamá, that's no bug. That's Marcos. I shrunk him!" Laurena smiled proudly. Nina was incensed with rage. "¡QUÉ! Marcos, are you ok hun? Are you hurt? How could you do this to your own brother?" Nina was very concerned about Marcos. It pleased Marcos to see and hear how furious his mother was at his sister. "But mamá, I had a good reason to. He stole money from me." Laurena explained. Marcos's pleasure just turned back into fear. Nina was confused. "Ok.....so you shrunk your own brother because he stole money from you? ¡Ay yi yi! Why didn't you tell me? Doesn't this sound just a little extreme?" Nina shook her head in dismay. "Yes, and yes mamá," Laurena answered. "But it was absolutely necessary. He needed to be taught a lesson. And what better way than to be shrunk and turned into a foot slave." Nina looked down at her son once she heard Laurena's response. "Foot slave?" My feet could use all the tender, love, and care right now; Nina thought. But I can't do this to my own son, that's just cruel! Marcos saw the pondering look on his mother's face, he knew she was thinking about using him as her own foot slave. He couldn't imagine worshipping another pair of feet after his first ordeal. Laurena knew she got to her mother. She knew just how tired and sore her feet are, she would always complain about being on her feet all day working; Laurena just had to seal the deal. "Oh yes, mamá! Foot slave. At the park, I made little Marcos kiss and lick my feet clean. I even told him before we left that he was going to worship your feet next. I know that you're always on your feet at work and thought that you most definitely need this." Nina rubbed her feet together during Laurena's convincing speech. She desperately needed some relief for her aching feet. "Well, I'll be in my room. Call if you need me. Oh, by the way, he can't die. So you can have as much fun with him as you wish." Laurena went back inside leaving Marcos and Nina alone together. Marcos worriedly looked up at his mother. "Mom, you're not going to make me a foot slave....are you?" Nina grinned as she wiggled and flexed her toes. "Awww Marcos, you know I love you hijo...." Nina inched her feet toward Marcos. ".....but mamá just wants a little foot massage. A teensy weensy itty bitty one. I'm sure you don't mind. Now, get to it!" Marcos didn't want to at all. He could physically see the stench and waves of heat coming off of his mother's feet. "Mom, can we talk about this?" Marcos tried to reason with her. He got on his knees begging her. "Qué lindo, how cute?" His mother cooed. "But we have nothing to discuss at the moment. The only thing we can discuss is how great it feels to massage my feet!" Marcos begrudgingly started to rub his mother's feet. They were hard and rough to the touch. Worst of all, their stench was overwhelmingly overpowering. "Come on, Marcos! You can do better than that. I've been on my feet all day. Do it for your mamá." Nina urged him. Marcos had to increase his effort in pleasing his mother's foot. He continued to massage her aching soles at max effort. Once she was satisfied enough, Marcos fell on his back as if he was near death (which he actually was....if he could die). "¡Hijo I'm not done with you just yet. We have not even begun!" Nina smiled wide as she scrunched her feet. "Smell my feet," she demanded. Marcos somehow managed to get up and respond. "No... I-I-I don't wanna. They smell and I can't take it." Nina lifted her foot and used her big toe, wiping and pressing it all over Marcos's face. "¡Cállate! I didn't ask if you could handle the scent, I simply told you to smell my feet. Do it, now!" Nina was irked by Marcos's disobedience. Marcos sobbed as he took small whiffs of the putrescent fragrance of his mother's feet. Nina was not at all impressed by his performance or lack thereof. "You call that smelling? I want your nose pressed and buried deep into my sole so I can really feel you smelling my feet. Hurry up! Chop, chop!" Marcos had no choice but to obey her. He walked over and without hesitation buried his face into her soles. It was the most agonizing thing you could imagine. Like suction, his face had stuck onto her sole and was forced to breathe in sweat and stench. His mother cackled at his futile attempt of escape, his struggle was quite entertaining and fulfilling to her. "Ok ok, bueno," Nina said as she pulled her son free. Marcos was gasping desperately for some air. "¿Tienes hambre? Are you hungry, my love?" Nina asked kindheartedly. Marcos was so exhausted and quite famished. "Yes, mom. What did you cook?" he asked jumping back up with excitement. Nina was delighted at his enthusiasm. "Oooh, I whipped up something special just for you! Just wait." she giggled. Nina adjusted herself in her seat as she pushed her feet forward and spread her toes out wide, she then leaned toward them to point right in between her toes. "¡Hora de la cena! Dinner time!" Nina shouted out. Marcos didn't get it. "Mom, I already worshipped your feet. Please, I need food. My stomach is craving it badly." Nina erupted in laughter, her laugh was so strong that it shook the table which she had rested her feet on. "Silly boy." she began. "This is your food. You are going to find what 20 years of standing on my feet all day long tastes like. You get a nice large chunk of toe jam, with a side dirt and grime; with a heaping side of dead skin, sweat, and fungus. You might even get to eat a corn or two for dessert! Oh, lucky you. ¡Mmmmm, mmm, delicioso!" Marcos was horrified. "You can't do this to me, mom. Please! That's just downright inhumane." Nina smirked at her son. "I can and I will." Nina quickly snatched her son between her toes. "Mom! What are you doing!" Marcos cried out. "If you are not going to obey, then I will make you obey me!" Nina squeezed her toes, then loosened her grip before squeezing her toes together once more, using almost all of her might. "I am your mamá. I am also your diosa, your goddess. How dare you even think of disobeying me!" Nina shouted. Poor little Marcos screams out in agony. His bones felt as if they'd give in entirely, he couldn't even breathe; his mother's strength cut off any chance of him taking a single breath. "Ok! I'll eat it! I'll eat it! Just stop squeezing!" Marcos cried out. Nina loosened her grip again, but still firmly trapped her son between her toes. "Bueno. I did not want to do that, but you made me do so." Nina told him before grinning. "Now enjoy your meal. Just think of it as a wet crunchy potato chip." Marcos, as revolted as he was, began to take bites from the toe jam wedged between her toes. I can't even describe the taste, there is not one existing term to even categorize something so vulgar and so foul. Marcos courageously bit off some chunks of toe jam. The texture was slimy and wet, yet crisp enough to be crunchy. It was astonishing how Marcos was able to resiliently stomach the toxic, greenish, greased up body oil and sweat filled concoction that had built up between Nina's toes throughout the years. Meanwhile, Nina watched her son do the unthinkable (well, I call it that; with great reason), she didn't care much at all about the suffering she and her daughter had done to him, but that doesn't mean she wasn't somewhat proud of his efforts either. "¡Fantástico! Bravo!" exclaimed Nina. She even applauded him. "Just one more thing and you are done with me for today. ¿Comprende?" Marcos looked up at her in disbelief. "No te preocupes, don't you worry. All I want is for you to lick the toenail on my big toe. I have to keep my pedicure fresh." Marcos defiantly protested. "Mom! Haven't I been punished bad enough?" With swiftness, Nina slowly started to squeeze her toes for the third time. "What was that, hombrecito poquito?" Marcos hurriedly instructed his tongue to lick her giant toenail. He could taste the chemicals from her polish as he coated and shined her toenail with his saliva, from her cuticles to her green French tips. "Finished," Marcos said hoarsely. Nina playfully wiggled Marcos around between her toes. "Hold on, I just gotta make a quick call" "But you said...." Nina ignored what her son had to say as she dialed a number. Aunt: Hello? Nina: Hello, is this Paloma? Aunt: Yes, this is she? Who's this? Nina: ¡Esta es tu hermana mayor! It's me, your big sis! Aunt: Oh! Hey! How are you? It's been awhile. And please chill out on the español Nina, you know I'm bad at it. Lol. Nina: Hah hah! I'm doing quite well; same old, same old. And what about you, dear? Aunt: I just finished beauty school looking for a place. Nothing too fancy. Nina: Oooooh, maybe you can give me some pedicures like you did when we were a kid? Aunt: Ewwww! No fucking way! I was like 7 thinking about how funky your feet smelled whenever I painted them for you. You were like 22, wash them dammit! You're a grown ass woman, a kid like me didn't need to smell that! So anyway, how are my niece and nephew doing? Nina: Laurena is fine. Marcos well......he's in the doghouse. Aunt: Wait, what happened with Marcos? Nina: ¡Ay! Long story. So apparently Marcos was stealing money from Laurena. And when she found out, she shrunk him, and made him into a tiny foot slave and made him worship her feet as punishment. Aunt: No fucking way. Stop it. Just stop it! You are so lying Nina. Nina: Yes, Paloma! It's all true! And she brought him home and well... Aunt: And what? Nina: I couldn't resist. My feet needed the worship. Aunt: Lol. Gross! Poor Marcos, I rather die than be anywhere near your feet! Nina: Oh, be quiet! That's the thing sis, he can't die. You can indulge in all the pleasure without having to worry about crushing him. Aunt: What! That's incredible....and a bit weird. My goodness. Nina: Yeah. But it feels like the best thing ever. So I was thinking...since it's been awhile...and that you just finished school...I was thinking...maybe... Aunt: No need to explain. On my way right now. Nina: Can't wait, little sis. Love you. Mmwah! *hangs up* After hanging up the phone, Nina still continued to wiggle Marcos around between her toes. Due to the rigorous toe wiggling, Marcos was too oblivious to the phone conversation his mother just had, her feet had him distracted. Meaning he had no idea of what was coming next for him as a foot slave. To be continued