Meanwhile, Shadow Weaver Summons Catra

Catra didn't think life in the Horde could get any worse but Adora proved her wrong when she chose to turn traitor and transformed into a massive butterball. Sure, Catra had received Adora's promotion to **** Captain but it was a hollow victory if she couldn't rub it in her best friend's face. Every day, Catra waited for her friend to return and realize what an idiot she had been. While everyone else gossiped about She-Ra. The only thing worse than hearing about her escapades was being interrogated by Shadow Weaver. The sorceress refused to believe that her prized pupil abandoned the Horde and, as per usual, took her anger out on Catra.

That's what Catra anticipated when she was summoned to Shadow Weaver's chambers. No doubt another night of being told what a useless creature she was by a decrepit windbag. Catra couldn't wait to go on a real mission and get on Hordak's good side. Maybe then she'd get some respect around here. She stepped into the violet room and found Shadow Weaver dressed in magenta robes with her long black hair billowing like smoke and her face covered by her signature mask. She stood staring at a screen full of static with her back turned. Looking to subvert her expectations, Catra saluted and said, "**** Captain Catra, reporting for-"

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Catra was cut off by a noxious fart from the fat-ass sorcerer. The only thing she hated more than being belittled by Shadow Weaver was being down-wind of her robust rear. Since she was just below Hordak in the hierarchy, she got access to actual food instead of the ration bars the grunts ate. She claimed it was to replenish the energy she used when casting spells but Catra wasn't buying her bull shit. Her potbelly jutted from beneath her robes and she couldn't go a step without her glutes jiggling. Catra had a theory that Shadow Weaver saved all her flatulence just to rip them in front of Catra. As the feline wheezed and coughed, the sorceress finally spoke. "This was brought to me by retreating soldiers, retreating because their camp was attacked by Adora AND She-Ra."

The static on-screen shifted to a video of Adora and then She-Ra opposing Horde troops. Even with the significant difference in weight and sex, the resemblance was uncanny. Shadow Weaver circled her underling like a predatory beast before gripping the back of her head. "Pathetic." She then turned and shoved Catra's face against her backside and blew another nose-hair shriveling fart. This wasn't the first time Catra had been punished like this and she knew it was best to wait this out. As horrendous as the fumes were, she knew clawing at her tormentor would only make things worse. "You're still..."

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"...trying..."

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"...to protect her."

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Catra's eyes watered and the stench was so strong she could taste what Shadow Weaver had for lunch. Fortunately, she released her hold on Catra and gave her the chance to gulp down some much-needed air. Shadow Weaver showed no sign of remorse as she continued to berate her. "Did you really think you could keep the truth from me?" She leaned in close to Catra and it was at this point the feline was grateful the witch wore a mask. It was a safe bet her breath was as gnarly as her flatus.

"It *cough* it's just a phase. She's confused," Catra explained, wiping the tears from her eyes. "I'll bring her in, I swear."

"Oh, yes, you will," agreed Shadow Weaver. "Because until I tell you otherwise, that is your mission." She then turned to her glowing podium and promised, "And to ensure success, no matter where Adora goes, no matter how long it takes, my shadow spies will find her." Shadow Weaver raised her arms and a flock of shadows spiraled into the air. Catra got the chills when they passed and noted the foul aroma they carried. It's possible they carried a hint of her notorious odors. "Find her and bring her home!"

As the living shadows took flight, a small part of Catra hoped they would succeed in their search. Maybe then she could get her friend back and Adora would be the one to suffer Shadow Weaver's wrath instead of her.