#they glow and they kaboom

[wanderingchocolateeclair]

Sun and Moon

Just a couple of Space Rangers au doodles I did the other day when trying to get my drawing motivation back :]

[andstuffsketches]

[comic of a Tears of the Kingdom korok quest. Link holds up a backpacker korok with ultrahand, squinting at the distance. He says, "That's your friend, at the bottom of the hill?" Down a long slope of a slot canyon, a smoke signal is visible. The korok says, "Yep! I can't wait to catch up!" Link flings him down the hill while he says "I need to reach my friend!" Link glides down above the korok as he bounces down the hill. An explosion goes off next to Link and as the korok rolls to a stop he lands, looking up and yelling, "Who's throwing bombs?!" Link looks back as another square bomb lands right next to the korok. Link stares at it, blank-faced, thinking "is that bad", and then "can he die" The bomb glows, about to go off, and Link scrambles to engage ultrahand and whips the korok away just as the bomb goes off. The korok says "help!" and then "kaboom!!" finally, there is a sketch of the korok and his friend at their tent, link relaxing next to them, exhausted]

based on a true story 💥

[akalikestodraw]

KABOOM

Had to come up with 3 designs on the spot when doing this

I gave Bomby glowing belly scales cuz why not

Time taken:1hr 38mins

[thepookiestpookiebear]

Twisted wonderland (WIP !!!)

Jade Leech x fem reader | Floyd Leech x fem reader

Can be read as any other gender if you'd like

Not a request but I just wrote this while on a road trip, aka right now. I wrote this in 30 minutes if you can't tell, obviously it's gonna be messy and not proofread

Cw : swearing/cursing, not proofread, Jade, Floyd. Ooc, rushed.

Wc: no fucking idea honestly I don't bother counting

You pant, absolutely exhausted. You had to chase after Grim to somehow force convince him to attend classes, but that little brat keeps running away and hiding. You find yourself all alone in some huge dark hallway, wandering around trying to find Grim.

"Grim ! Grim !! GRIM !!! WHERE ARE YOU ??" You shout, your voice echoing along the walls and high ceilings. "God knows what I'll do once i get my hands on you, you little sh*t.." you mutter angrily.

You're lost, but it's not like you really care at the moment. You're so busy cursing Grim in your head that you can't bring yourself to give a single f*ck.

That is, until you heard the dreadfully familiar voice of Floyd. (Insert oh shit, not good sfx)

"Heya, Lil shrimpy~ whatchu doing here, huh ? Did the little shrimpy get lost ?"

He says, with that menacing toothy grin of his. Sometimes you wonder how the hell his teeth are so white, what kinda toothpaste does he use ? Heck, do they even have colgate in twisted wonderland ? Maybe he uses its twisted wonderland equivalent. But damn, his teeth are whiter than my bedsheets and brighter than my earrings.

After a moment of internal brainstorming, you answer "Yup. Sucks to be me I guess. But that aside, why are you here ?"

His grin widens "that's for me to know and you to find out~" Oh how you want to wipe that stupid grin off his face because BOI you're not in the mood to joke around at the moment. 'Goddammit Grim, you will be the death of me one day..'

"Well, do you happen to know where Grim went ? That little sh- I mean, rascal, decided to play 'the dad who went to get milk' role and disappeared." Holy fucking shit, why is that burj khalifa eel leech whatever the fuck he is guy giggling like a fucking schoolgirl ? (Not that he's far from that actually) .

Giggle not as in the usual giggle he does but the kind of giggle a kid does when he's hiding something. Hmm. That's suspicious, that's weird..*insert sfx*

Well whatever, it doesn't matter what the hell he finds so funny because before you know it, you are gone.

Kaboom.

Abracadabra.

Gone. Gone and left no crumbs

Whoosh.

Because fuck no you ain't getting involved with Floyd or the octavinelle trio ever again. Even if fucking Leona held you at gunpoint and threatened you, you would still refuse to get involved with that slimy motherfucker.

'Yeah no thanks, but when I said I want my back broken I didn't mean it literally.'

*Insert sfx* AwOoP ! JuMpSCarE~

It seems luck wasn't by your side today, as you ran straight into a solid mass.

You groan "Oh fuck me.." you whine. Jade chuckles. Just as you had expected, he's grinning ominously at you while holding Grim in his right hand.

Well fuck, you should've known better. At this point these two leeches are your sleep paralysis demons.

(Would you believe me if I said I actually had Floyd as my sleep paralysis demon once ? It was fucking horrifying.)

"Oya oya, look who we have here, Floyd~ What a coincidence.."

He says, eyes glowing ominously while both of their grins stretch wider than your legs do whenever someone mentions geto or gojo. /j /not j

"Indeed a very unfortunate pleasant coincidence. Come to think of it, why weren't you with Floyd earlier ?"

He quirks an eyebrow "Oh, but i was. You just didn't see me. I was behind you the entire time, prefect."

"That isn't very...reassuring"

You trail off. "Well doesn't matter, can you just give me that thing ?"

You point at Grim, purposely calling him a thing to piss him off.

Grim begs to differ though, "THING ??? IM NOT A THING, IM THE GREAT SORCERER GRIM !!!!-" although that doesn't last long, he is quickly shut up by Jade's stare.

You grin, cockily. Haha take that you little gremlin ! That's what you get !!

But your thoughts are cut off just as quickly by Floyd, "Ehhh ? Shrimpy's mouth is open ?"

"Huh ? What does that have to do with this ?" You say, confused. Meanwhile Floyd quickly shoots Jade a knowing glance, which unnerves you.

"Nothing to worry your little head about, shrimpy~" "indeed, my brother is right, do not concern yourself with such matters."

Much to your shock, Jade wordlessly hands you Grim. Your mouth drops open

"Holy shit, Are you guys okay ? You behave as if you just ate Lilia's food... either that, or the sun will rise at the west tomorrow !"

The two simply smile and walk away.

Well, that was confusing..

[helpallthenamesaretakenblog]

EPISODE 8 😭😭 THE FEELS

the first line being 'look, you didn't ask to be a half blood' 😭😭 this is the shows equivalent to the good kid reprise

The wooden sword 😂

they have my respect for showing a luke and percy practicing sword fight scene SERIOUSLY the rest of the riordanverse percy still hears advice from luke while swordfighting and that is a plot point that is so special to me okay

the transition from luke to percy as he asks for single combat it's SO CINEMATIC I LOVE IT

The threatening aura of ares after being grumpy and comedic is chefs kiss about dayum time

I wish they kept the scene where percy says something along the lines of "we didn't mention any dreams" when ares yells that gods don't dream but ofc tv!percy knows all

cue one of the most epic sword fight scenes of the century

IM THE SON OF POSEIDON NOW FACE THE TIDE INSIDE OF MEEEEEEEE

NO SERIOUSLY SOMEBODY MAKE AN EDIT

THE SIZE OF PERCY COMPARED TO THE WAVE, THE WAVE ENVELOPING BOTH OF THEM

The camera shots are too good I swear

Ok that was short

I kinda missed the police cars and the sirens in the background and the reporters and all that chaos

sallys in the breeze she's in the trees

Alecto redemption arc wasnt on my bingo card but I actually like it guys

THE NECKLACE

percy staring at annabeth as she makes it harder each day to believe no one cares about him will never get old ❤️

“Wheres the glory in that” lazy ppl dont need glory

Rip lance reddick❤️

the next time hes going to roast zeus’s family percy is going to be older and more intimidating ZEUS IS GOING TO LISTEN and thats something so amazing

the way that percy fell to the ground with his arms on his head by instinct as zeus raised his lightning bolt

POSEIDON YASSSSS

”perseus” wait a sec is this the first reveal of percys real name?

THEIR ACTING AS ALWAYS 10/10

”can i ask you a question?’ DID YOU EVER HAVE SOMEONE KISS YOU IN A CROWDED ROOM AND EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS WAS MAKING FUN OF YOU

Dude was like no hon i aint gon tell bout what i dream about your mother kaboom peace out

huggggg (btw guys im in this show im the camper in the background clapping for the hug) i love that laugh from percy like ‘yep this is how we roll now not bad’

I love that theyre using that position to just ominously talk about clarisse not even letting go, just hugging it out talking about the traitor

Luke and annabeth in the same frame!!! We got a hand on annabeths shoulder AND NOTHING ELSE

THE CINEMATOGRAPHY OF THE NEXT SCENE IS UNPARALLELED

THE WAY THE FIREWORKS GET DARKER AND DARKER AS LUKE IS CAUGHT

Backbiter glowed up fr now he can make interdimensional portals

also percy knows everything as usual.

the girls are fightinggggg

”im sorry” *luke taking advantage to slash percy in the arm* you will always live in my heart

The heartbreak in lukes eyes

the hearbreak in annabeths eyes

also that shot of leah against the bright lights of the fireworks makes her look so pretty

ok we’re just going to gloss over the sadness of the betrayal

Can i just say i love chirons casting SO MUCH im so excited to see him party next season

“I am percy jackson” slay

ANNABETHS PIGTAILS ARE SO CUTE

OFC SHES GOING TO DISNEY WORLD

the way shes just worrying about what it might do to kill her 🥺

annabeth: *Exists*

percy: ❤️🥺😁🥰

THE LIL FLOWER

HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

bro literally gave us the percy and sally reunion of our dreams

”your survival is the key to my rise” get lost grim reaper

petition to call kronos grandpa every dream

ILL BE BACK NEXT SUMMER YOULL SEE ME AGAIN ILL BE BACK NEXT SUMMER ILL SURVIVE TILL THEN

Percy arming himself with the umbrella

I BETTER GET SEASON 2

Woooooooooooo gabe dieeeeee

[is-it-offwithyourhead]

is it OWMH if i accidentally explode the Mostro Lounge kitchen and then spray paint everything out of spite when my housewarden tells to me recompensate him for all the materials?

context: I'm not very used to using the microwave and no one told me you cant put metal things inside it. I thought it was like an air fryer since those two look very similar! So imagine my surprise when it starts glowing and then just goes kaboom.

Anyways, I didn't have THAT much money in my bank account to pay for the damages, nor do i think it's my fault since no one told me how to use a microwave! So i spray painted the entire Mostro Lounge (with Floyd because he thought it was funny) and now I'm officially banned from the Mostro Lounge, and more importantly, the kitchen

[fourphoenixfeathers]

Oooooo I am so normal about ieytd. So normal. I did not just scroll the tag instead of sleeping. Why would you say that.

I'm thinking about Agent Phoenix and I'm trying to figure out my hc on how they survive everything. Bc. Time loops are cool.... but sometimes they get too depressing for me. And I have No Clue how pure skill would save them from the final missions. That elevator fall, and Phoenix was somehow well enough to get up and leave the scene such that the agency didn't find them in the destruction? Getting exposed to neurotoxins/poison gasses without experiencing any bad symptoms if you stop it fast enough? Driving through the massive jets of fire on Prism's truck without an Immediate Need for Hospitalization? Falling from orbit?

So. Hear me out. Agent Phoenix has some kind of supernatural ability to not die. I played with the idea of the name Phoenix being accidentally more literal than all the characters thought bc I hc Phoenix as a bit of a firebug, but that would cause problems with the whole heat-activated bomb in their head, so. The recreational arson is a coincidence.

So that leaves me down to a couple ideas.

1. Regeneration

Ah, the classic. I love regeneration. Simple but it can be used in really cool ways. The fun is the how. I think I'm leaning towards ✨experimentation✨, either self inflicted (Phoenix seems to like the sciences) or something done to Phoenix and they decided to do something with it. The Agency definitely wouldn't be involved, considering how surprised everyone is that they keep surviving these shenanigans. This has great angst potential and I'm giggling and kicking my feet thinking about it.

Also, this makes me think of using the forge in KBOOM. You can't convince me the metal tools are safe to handle so quickly. Not glowing does not equal safe temperature. I kinda want to write a snippet where Phoenix hands Prism the wrench and she immediately drops it bc OW???? And Phoenix thinks whoops, I forgot that burns are a thing.

2. Telekinesis and pray

What if the massive tk stunt in KBOOM wasn't exactly unprecedented? What if Phoenix has had a lot of practice pulling off nigh impossible things with telekinesis, sink or swim style?

Paralytic neurotoxin/poison gas? Manually keep your heart beating and puppet your body until you can get a moment to counteract it or it wears off on its own.

Faceful of fire from some mad scientist security measures? Split your attention between driving the car and desperately pushing back the hot plasma inches from your face, because you kind of need your eyes for this mission.

Falling from orbit? Slow your descent as well as you can, and push even harder because your best won't win against gravity. Don't tell your handler you had to do that, bc he never asked. He simply assumed you were lucky enough that your shuttle wasn't damaged when the big death laser went kaboom. If all your enemies think that explosion was too bad for you to survive, well that's just a bonus. It wasn't, right? You're here. Your shuttle had to have been fine.

[slugdragoon]

RPG Role Analysis Series #2 - Dragon Quest II

Dragon Quest II introduces a party of three, and the simplest way to describe them is one purely physical fighter, one strong mage, and a third somewhere in the middle. But, by looking at how magic was assigned to the Prince of Cannock and the Princess of Moonbrooke specifically, I think the members of this party are designed to have specific responsibilities to each other as a group, and it's not as simple as Moonbrooke being the party healer.

Prince of Midenhall - The strongest and sturdiest of all party members, but unable to cast any spells (barring magic items), the Prince of Midenhall is the most basic warrior type.  Able to equip nearly all of the equipment (including exclusive rights to the strongest ones) in the game.  Most reliable damage dealer, the other characters will be focused on giving him an opening to attack. Of note is that Midenhall has the Flee action instead of a Spells menu in combat, making him the only one that can pull his comrades out of a fight going badly. If the other party members are allowed to die, Midenhall might be the most likely to finish a fight on his own, but has to walk back out of the dungeon alone if he's missing a revival item, making him the rescuer of the party.

Prince of Cannock - An archetypical magic knight, extremely close to the DQ1 Hero, but with additional spells Squelch (single target poison antidote), Kabuff (mass defence buff), Thwack (low chance instakill), Kazing (revival spell), and Kamikazee (self-sacrifice to destroy all enemies), and lacking Snooze and Glow.  Cannock is not as strong or hardy as Midenhall, and has less MP than Moonbrooke, emphasizing a jack of all trades style magic knight. In DQ1, the Hero's MP pool couldn't be compared to any other character, but having another mage on the party makes clear that, despite essentially being the same character transplanted here, Cannock's magic is meant to be mid-range.

Princess of Moonbrooke - The Princess starts at level 1 with Midheal and the largest MP pool, while also getting Squelch at level 2 (poison antidote) and multi-target healing midgame, which seems to set her up as the main party healer, though she notably lacks revival, which is uncommon in a white mage type.  She also has Whoosh and Kaboom, powerful multi-target damaging spells, and Kasap (multi-target defense debuff), so fits as a red mage analogue.  Offensively, Princess can only spend large amounts of MP to do multi-target damaging spells, but has a large MP pool to accommodate this.  She also has Snooze (sleep spell), Dazzle (multi-target accuracy debuff), Holy Protection (repel), Evac (dungeon escape), Safe Passage (floor hazard null) and click (door unlocking), so her utility spells all in some way, including her battle crowd control spells tend to avoid or mitigate damage or enemy encounters/attacks.  She also gets Hocus Pocus at high level, a random effect wild magic sort of spell.  In addition to having somewhat higher agility than the other party members, she could be read as a bit roguish, being rewarded not just for healing, but for avoiding fights/damage by conserving healing MP for occasional large magical attacks, and punished for allowing the party to be knocked out, as she herself cannot revive them.

Things I find interesting about this party: Midenhall is the only party member who can escape a battle, either of the others can escape the dungeon, but only Cannock can cast Zoom to bring you all the way back to town. The game was really close to having you need all three alive to make the entire trip, but you can pull off a full escape with just Midenhall and Cannock. Midenhall and Moonbrooke would have to walk back to town from the dungeon. There isn't a clear cleric of white mage analogue in the Final Fantasy sense. Moonbrooke heals, but has enemy debuffs and can't recover her failure to keep HP up with a revive spell. Cannock can bring the others back and has defensive buffs, but misses the strongest heal spells. Combined, they have to keep each other alive to keep Midenhall alive to put through the most damage. I like also how Cannock can only reliably do single target offensive magic, and has to either roll the dice on an instant death spell, or sacrifice himself to hit more (really a panic button on the only character with reliable revival), and Moonbrooke can only reliably do multi-target spells at the risk of blowing through MP. Moonbrooke also lacks buffing or revival options, but can get those effects with a random chance through Hocus Pocus.

[terriyyaki]

Big ol rant about aj lore and new things with the update I don't think people have seen :)

OKay, so we all have seen the newest update KABOOM Club Geoz is back new bundle night of the phantoms boom awesome update. Amazing update since getting such small updates I think we can agree this is awesome but I've found something else ajhq hasn't told us about. There has been no mention of the notes scattered across Jamaa.

The only notes I've found so far at located at The Lost Temple Of Zios, Appondale, and Coral Canyons. 

There is quite a bit of mention of light and dark throughout this update we've got the message at Club Geoz where Greely is talking about and questioning why Club Geoz is back and makes mention of how its music can be a source of light and dark energy. Then there is the new bundle which contains two recolors of Greely's armor titled Greely's dark side armor and Greely's light side armor. 

Greely is a big part of this at the moment. He's on all of the notes and he's the only alpha talking to us about this (makes sense phantoms are this emos hyper fixation) Even Play Wild has mentioned Greely.

Throughout the notes, Greely tells us about the lines of power and how they work. Greely also talks about the phantoms being able to cross from their dimension to ours and how they might even be able to cross to other worlds. 

Right now I do not know where this is going to go but ofc Ima speculate, just keep in mind I'm going to throw around some stuff I know ajhq can't do at the moment with the state ajc is in. 

I think this is an amazing set-up for a new adventure or event. Throughout the adventures we've gone to the fortress (correct me if I'm wrong) but I don't think we've ever gone to the phantom dimension aside from something like the phantom vortex, what does the phantom vortex even count as? You can access it in ajpw so maybe ajhq wants to do something similar here? 

There is a mention of how the lines of power can be activated in the note from The Temple Of Zios. "These lines can be activated by great astronomical events such as an eclipse, or by the collective, focused energy of many animals working together." We've seen the lines of power work in an eclipse but... many animals working together? again I think this could add to some event maybe an adventure but I see this one leaning towards something just happening in Jamaa. I want to quickly not so quickly touch on Juno. When the lines of power reappeared their statue started to glow yellow showing some activity. There are now items revolving around them in the diamond shop and also in the phantom vortex? I don't know much about the lore of Juno and I'm not about to go check so bare with me and correct me anywhere you like. I questioned the phantom vortex earlier maybe the fact that Juno's armor is there could suggest Juno is in the phantom dimension? which again... IS AN AWESOME SET-UP FOR AN ADVENTURE. Imagine it. Greely is worried about the phantoms and wants us to go into the phantom dimension to investigate and gather information. Using the lines of power or something along the lines maybe even the light and dark energy from something like Club Geoz we make it into the phantom dimension. While searching and finding information we could stumble across traces of an animal or something in here with us. Notes or bits of armor or items, or it could just be a large reveal instantly of Juno trapped by the phantoms! we get them out and return to Greely and the other alphas. TLDR: There are notes in aj talking about the lines of power Juno and Greely are important, we may get a new adventure or event sometime. MORE LORE WOOOOOO!!!!!!

[ga-yuu]

Every Isekai villainess manhwa be like:

Korean:

"I was an average overworking office worker with black hair, black eyes, round glasses and a pony tail. Nothing is eventful about my life. My mom is dead, my dad is an alcoholic and my brother is a gambler. The only thing that excites me in this boring life is this princess novel I read all the time. It's about a sadistic prince falling in love with a naive peasant girl. The sadistic prince breaks off his engagement with his fiance to be with the naive peasant girl and they live happily ever after. One night after my work was over, I was on my way home, but I was so engrossed in my phone reading this cliche novel that my dumbass didn't see the big glowing truck coming towards me. Of course I died and reincarnated into the novel as the sadistic prince's fiance. "Oh my! I don't know what's going on! I can't believe I'm actually inside a novel and that to as the sadistic prince's fiance. My role is to torture the naive peasant girl because my fiance cheats on me with her! But I'm not going to do that because I want to live in this life like a rich girl! So first let's break my engagement with the prince!"

"Hey! Prince, let's break up!"

Prince: "Why?"

"Sorry, but I don't like you anymore. Todaloo~"

Prince: "..........."

Prince: "Oh my gosh! why does it feel weird in my heart?"

Meanwhile Chinese:

"I'm a super cool! super smart! mommy assassin. I can kill 100 people with my two guns like Yoru Forger and run down from 100 storey building like Aamir Khan from Dhoom 3. On mission, I was defusing a bomb and KABOOM! I died and got reincarnated as this innocent, naive, pathetic, self-giving little girl, who is tortured by her father's third wife and step sisters while being in Chinese historical setting.

"Now I'll get revenge on them for treating you like this!"

[the-knaves-world]

Albedo x reader: normal nights

Albedo x GN!reader as always

Fluff

Warnings: none

Hope you enjoy!

Time with the alchemist can be hard to come by. Not for a lack of trying but rather for the fact that Albedo is always either working or taking care of his sister. Klee, however, had already decided she would drag Albedo to you or vice versa because she wanted both of her big siblings to play with her.

Catching crystalflies is a task that the little elf girl always asked you to help her with. It was interesting and quite adorable, watching her run around and try not to throw bombs at everything that looks like it could be blown apart. 

Albedo, on the other hand, always sits back and watches you run around with Klee. Sketches abound whenever Klee and yourself were able to whisk him away from work. The one sight that Albedo never gets tired of…watching you lit up by the glow of the just risen moon. The crystalflies and the fireflies working in tandem to light you up in the most fascinating way.

Truly a work of art. Albedo felt that he could never quite capture just how ethereal you looked while laughing and playing with his little sister. That does not mean he will ever stop trying.

The laughter of his lover and the giggles of his little sister prompt the alchemist to stop and look up at his two favorite people. 

"Oh, and what might have sparked your humor?"

Albedo looks at his lover and his sister in turn, only to see them both holding rings of flowers. One of brilliant Cecilias and a much smaller one, of what look to be daisies. 

"Big bro! Look at what we made you!" Klee enthusiastically calls out. 

Klee trots over to him and motions him to stay seated and to bend over slightly. She might be growing but she still isn't that tall. 

Albedo acquiesced to Klees request and bent forward slightly, knowing what she planned to do. Truly, only Klee and his lover thought that Cecilias make such good flower crowns. 

Klee giggles and pulls you over and excitedly clamors about your gift. 

"I tried something a little different this time bedo."

You sat down in front of Albedo and pull your knees up in front of you. You gingerly propped his wrist up on your knees and begin to knot the rest of the flowers together with his wrist in the middle.

Albedo truly never got tired of you. Especially the softness of your touch and the gentleness with which you handle him and Klee. Albedo cannot stop the words that fall from his lips.

"Magnificent." You weren't sure why he thinks this bracelet of daisies if Magnificent but it wasn't like you were going to turn down a compliment from the chief alchemist.

"It's nothing special bedo." Your voice rings in his ears and he sees the embarrassment in the flicker of your eyes that look at him with such love.

"I was talking about you." He says it so casually that you stay in front of him for a brief moment in shock.

"Oh…" you spring up and look around for Klee. Following your gaze, he spots his little sister jumping up and down with joy at having found a small cluster of hydro slimes to kaboom.

Sensing your gaze, he nods. 

"Let us go stop her from creating a crater in the earth, quickly now."

There truly is never boring day with you and his little sister around. Albedo casts his mind back to before his new found family and shudders at the cold of the memories. Life had blossomed into something so vibrant and beautiful. 

A blessing that the alchemist will never take for granted. His little family…

[whoreofzaun]

Dearest [Name],

Boom! Crash! Kaboom! My heart goes wild whenever you're near. Sparks fly, chaos ensues, and the world around us becomes a mesmerizing canvas of light. You are the explosive force that sets my soul ablaze.

Every moment spent with you is like a thrilling heist, an exhilarating rush that leaves me breathless and craving even more. Your smile ignites a fire within me that refuses to be contained. Your touch is like shimmer, it sends shivers down my spine and electrifies my entire body.

We're two souls entangled in a dance of passion, navigating the labyrinthine alleys of Zaun, bound by destiny's hand. Side by side, we conquer the trials that come our way, never backing down from the challenges that dare stand in our path. With you by my side, I fear no nothing, your love illuminates my world like the shimmering glow of a Hextech crystal.

In the chaos of our lives, I find solace in your embrace. Your presence brings harmony to my heart. The way you understand my quirks and accept me for who I am fuels the fire of devotion in me, forging a bond that transcends time and space.

I am but a wildfire, an untamed force that craves your touch. Together, we create an explosive concoction that defies reason, defies logic, and leaves an indelible mark on the world. With you baby, I've discovered a truth that surpasses all understanding—love is the greatest magic of all.

Forever yours,

Jinx

So…I had AI send me a love letter from Jinx, and this is what I got. Sound legit??

[lampternfish]

Can you draw my monster Medic?

His name is Glowing Medic

Kaboom

[luvsavos]

from the rumblings comes a songー

       a hymm, something hummed softly on the air. kaboom finds himself in a place that is strangely familiar even though he cannot remember why, metal walls littered with haphazardly painted sheets of spare metal, that look as if some sort of small, fat, quadrupedal creature rolled in paint then scrambled around upon themーdid he make them?

it's warm, safe in here, no worry about predators or the rain, nothing to stress himself out about.

     his gaze turns to the source of the humming, a bright shape that he cannot make outーinstinctively, he somehow knows that this person raised him, even if he cannot remember their name nor face. instinctively, he somehow knows that he is home, where he is meant to be.

the bright shape settles on the ground, sitting on their knees and opening their arms invitingly for him. he... doesn't hear their voice, more like feels the wordsーinviting him over to cuddle, an offer which he happily takes, scrambling excitedly over to them to curl himself up on their lap. he's just the right size to fit, not too big nor too small, almost as though he was made to fit perfectly; one hand comes down, stroking along the smooth black scales of his back, and his glowing cyan eyes fall shut as a contented noise almost akin to a purr rumbles through him as he curls up, the rounded, fat tip of his tail coming to drape over his face as they continue to pet him and hum, gentle and serene.

there's nothing for him to worry about hereーhe's safe, loved, taken care of, the achingly familiar yet distant scents and sensations drowning out any negatives there might be. he is happyーhe is home.

     ...and then, just like that, the illusion breaksーkaboom is jolted awake by the loud, dangerous-sounding roar of ancient machinery working all around him as the shelter he's in opens, his eyes are wide and his sides bob up and down quickly as the last fleeting fingers of warmth, comfort and familiarity slip from him, almost as though spooked away by the machinery.

the cyan lizard gives a pathetic, sad whineーhe's not home, he's who-knows how many miles away, and he will likely never see home again.

     for a moment, as the shelter finally finishes opening, kaboom is left in silence with his scattered, distressed thoughts, the only sound to keep him company the steady drip-dripping of water from the cycle's rain, the world outside a cold, damp, inhospitable wasteland, with no possible way for him to even begin to find his way back home.

that pathetic whine sounds again, this time rising into a sorrowful, and perhaps frustrated, cryーhe misses home, he doesn't want to be here, he wants to be curled up in somebody's lap, warm and safe, not forced to worry about life or death and survival every single day; he wants to remember who it is took care of him, why can't he just remember!?

     ...sides heaving harder, breaths coming heavier, kaboom realizes he's doing nothing except wasting precious daylight and working himself up. he shakes his head, letting out another sad, discontented sound, before reluctantly dragging himself out of the shelter, through the access pipe to the outside, rain-scourged world.

[freedfromthegalactichivemind]

Etherian Post-War Safety-Course for Younglings

(or Kindergarten Kaboom!)  

She-Ra fanfiction Rated G Comedy Entrapta, Hordak, Catra, Pickles the Clone 

Inspired by conversations had with @jidblogger

Summary: In the aftermath of the wars with the Horde, both cosmic and domestic, many dangerous weapons were left behind all over the planet.  Clean-up work will take a long time and discarded weapons will pose a danger to civilians for years to come.  

As part of their community service, former members of the Horde have been assigned to go to public schools to inform children as to what weapons look like and to avoid touching them if they find them.  Entrapta, Catra, Hordak and a clone who has volunteered to assist them have been assigned to speak at a kindergarten.  It goes...um...well?  (A bit removed from the real-world version of this as I wanted to keep a lighthearted spirit.  In our world, landmines from ancient wars are still a problem and they maim and kill in many parts of the world - very often children out playing.  In my story, since it is in response to a comedy-vein ask, I firmly went with the ‘80s cartoon style for a reboot-series story of “The Horde uses stun-weapons / the Horde doesn’t use real bullets, etc.” because I really didn’t want to show lack of respect for a serious real world problem).  I tried to keep this funny with character-writing / character-focus.  

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Etherian Post-War Safety-Course for Younglings (or Kindergarten-Kaboom!) “Class!  Class! Settle!”   The Afternoon Kindergarten at Mystacor Elementary  School was rambunctious after their nap and Graham crackers.  Several of them were weaving simple sparkle-spells and making misshapen animals and funny monsters out of light, the stuff of crayon-drawings done with magic.  One little boy started levitating the paperweight off of Ms. Astral’s desk.  She closed her eyes, put her fingers to her forehead briefly and then calmly grabbed it from the air and put it back.  She’d been told that she’d taken up an especially difficult assignment and would have had an easier time if she’d chosen to teach in almost any other Etherian kingdom.  Mystacor was, of course, the home of sorcerers’ children.   Ms. Astral stood before the class and raised her voice for attention.  She held her hands cupped and crossed out before her.  “Class?  Classs! We are having some special guests to speak with us today!  They are here as part of the Horde Rehabilitation Program and are going to speak to you about safety.  Won’t that be exciting?”   There were a few groans.  A few faces brightened at the mention of the Horde, a fascination with former enemies. There were some shocked gasps.  A few of the more anxious kids fidgeted and looked afraid.   Ms. Astral jumped back as she opened the classroom door to let her class’ guests inside. She taught a diverse classroom and encouraged respect for all manner of people, but she could not help but be intimidated by the first entrant.  Like many Etherians, she was taking some time getting used to the clones.  They had sharp claws, sharp teeth, unnerving eyes without visible pupils and, most of all; they were big – just big.  This one blinked - those weird eyes wide, green and glowing.  “Um… is this Ms. Astral’s kindergarten?” he asked.   “Y-yes,” Ms. Astral answered him.   Tall, predatory- a super-soldier with just the slightest hint of machine-sounds as he moved… The young woman reminded herself that there were clones in Mystacor.  Some of her students’ families had even adopted a few.  She, herself, had little contact.  Did this one have to wear the old uniform? She noted that the Horde-wings sigil had been crossed out with a large red diagonal line, so she knew she was not dealing with a Prime-loyalist.  Maybe this one was one of those who were not yet comfortable with Etherian clothing.   He bowed.  “I am here to assist my most esteemed brother,” (he said “esteemed” with an emphasis on the last syllable) “The Promised Defiant!  The First of the Named!  The Legendary-” “Pickles, stop.” The clone awkwardly straightened up and entered the classroom in full at being broken out of his spell by the voice behind him.  Ms. Astral’s eyes widened.  She stared up at the figure that was looming before her.  Steel-toed boots, a black dress (no sigil), heavily-armored arms, a collar with a gently glowing purple crystal in its center, a white face, red eyes lined in black and Stygian blue hair… Completing the look was a scowl that could sour milk.   “L-lord Hordak?” He closed his eyes and held up a hand. “Not ‘Lord’ any longer, just Hordak,” he said, “or, if you wish, ‘Atoner.”   “Hah! Way to be overdramatic!  Don’t mind him…he’s always so emo at these things!” Sashaying her way in was a young woman who led with her tail.  She spun around and casually looked at the claws of one of her hands.  “Anyway, let’s get this over with!  The sooner we get done with our mandated community service for the day, the sooner we can leave!”   “You shall have to excuse Catra,” Hordak apologized to the teacher.  “She does not take these things as seriously as she should.”   A whirlwind of purple suddenly burst into the classroom.   “Hey, kids!  Who’s ready for SCIENCE?!” “A princess?” one of the children cried.

“A princess is here!” a couple of others shouted.  

“It’s the pretty-hair one!” a little girl exclaimed.  “Hey, can we brush your hair?”   “Why do you even care about that?” another kid said, “She’s the one who builds ROBOTS!  Robots are soooo cool! Didja bring any robots?” “YES!” Entrapta loudly proclaimed, “You’re all going to meet my best friend, Emily, today! She’s outside, though, so it will be later!” “Ooh!” all of the kids gasped at once. “Lord Hordak!  Lord Hordak!” one doe-eyed boy asked, raising a chubby little hand toward the ceiling, “Did you bring your baby, too?” “My…baby?” Hordak snorted, going cockeyed. “Don’t you have a little blue-guy…” one girl resembling a horned-lizard stammered, “And he’s got wings and a tail and he looks kinda like my little brother, Dougie.”   “I left Imp in the care of trusted subordinates,” Hordak answered.  “Er…um…friends.  Friends.” “Anyway!” Ms. Astral announced, clapping her hands.  “Our speakers are here today to tell you about Horde-weapons and what to do if you see any old Horde-weapons lying around!” “Safety First!” Entrapta said with a bounce.  She lifted one tendril of her hair up in a finger to the oohs and ahs of the class.  Ms. Astral gratefully sat down at the corner of the classroom.  “Pickles!  Can you write on the chalkboard for me?” The white-clad clone delicately took a piece of chalk from the liner of the chalkboard and started writing in big letters: “Softy Farst: Harde We-pons.” “Oh, oh, you spell it like this,” Entrapta corrected him, erasing part of his lettering and showing him what characters to write.  She turned to the teacher and to the class.  “He’s still learning how to write Etherian-Standard.”   “Ah, okay, like this?” Pickles asked. For flourish, he wrote Hordish characters beneath the newly-scrawled “Safety First: Horde Weapons.” “And you want to become a teacher…” Catra scoffed. “Sister Entrapta says I have to start somewhere!” Pickles countered, “Which is why I am following your community-service as a teacher’s aide!  Glory be, the things I am learning!”   “None of us are perfect!” Entrapta chimed, “and he’s grasping our languages surprisingly well for having it just dropped on him!”   “Fair enough.  Shadow Weaver barely taught me anything.” Catra commented, “I had to learn from copying Adora.  At least the teacher doesn’t smell like booze.”   “I would never drink on duty!” Ms. Astral asserted indignantly.  

Catra sniffed.   “She’s using cat-senses!” Entrapta loud-whispered to the class.  “Fascinating!” “Nope, no wine,” Catra said.  “This place reeks of crayons and play-clay. Wow, you kids don’t know how lucky you have it!  All we Horde-cadets had to play when I was your age was scrap metal, dead rats and stun-grenades.” “Dead rats? Ewww!”

“Grenades?  Cool!”

“You can smell our crayons?  What does yellow smell like?”  

The kids were all talking at once.  

Hordak held up a finger and his ears were pinned to the sides.  His previous milk-souring scowl had officially turned into a glare that could scare said soured milk into instant hard cheese.  “How did you get into the grenades?” he demanded, “They were for battle-use only!  Using them for sport was well against protocol!”

“Search me!” Catra snarkily replied “Not my fault the higher officers weren’t securing the munitions sheds! Anyway, we all called them ‘boom-potaters’ and Adora, Lonnie and I would play hot-potato with them all the time!”  

“Oooh!” – All eyes were on Catra.   “And Adora and I would go up to our favorite spot to watch the moons set – it had a view of the entire Fright Zone and we’d just lob those suckers off of there and see how far we could throw them! It was a contest!  I once got one straight through the window of Shadow Weaver’s office and she never caught us!  And one time, we blew up a sewage pipe…”   Hordak was grinding his teeth.  “So THAT was the mysterious explosion that destroyed the plumbing system for a week! I had to make arrangements with the inspector and re-format the pipes MYSELF!  It took precious time away from our Fifth March on Thaymore and…”   “Yeah, yeah, I know, it was a total mistake!” Catra said with a dismissive wave.  “We had to sh…” she remembered her audience suddenly, “We had to make poo-poo and pee-pee in boxes and jars for a week.  It wasn’t fun and it was smelly.”   The classroom burst into an uproar of laughter. “And you see, class,” Entrapta chimed, “This is why you shouldn’t play with any grenades you find!  You could mess up an entire infrastructure system and have to go potty in a box for a week!  And I bet there were no baths, either!”   Catra wrinkled her nose.  “Yeah. We could all smell Hordak coming.”   “WHAT?”   “You already smell like machine-oil and blood.  I bet you don’t even notice what you smell like unwashed!”   “Did you not have an amniotic-fluid shower set up, Brother?” Pickles asked.   “I had to… make do… with local limitations,” Hordak grunted.  “And I bet the former Force Captain smelled of unwashed fur.”   “Wrong!”  Catra gave one of her arms a long lick.  She flicked her ear.  “Part-cat! We’re self-cleaning!”   “Moving on?”  Ms. Astral inquired.   “Oh, yes!” Entrapta said with a big grin. She pulled a small device from her hair. Ms. Astral went stark white. Several children ducked under their desks.  A few children remained seated and leaned over their desks looking forward. Entrapta held aloft, in one tendril of hair, a standard-issue Etherian Forces Horde Stun-Grenade.   “Oh, don’t worry!” she said.  “I deactivated it!” “Are you sure?” Catra asked.    “Yep!”  Entrapta slammed the grenade down on the teacher’s desk. Children screamed.  Ms. Astral jumped and shielded the children at the front. When the explosion didn’t’ happen, they all looked up cautiously to see Entrapta holding two halves of a grenade, showing the interior components.  

“See?” she said. “Every Etherian-Horde Grenade has a liquid-chamber inside!” She held up a tiny vial with a red liquid. “I took it out for the demonstration. See, nice and safe! Oops!”  

The vial slipped through the silky tendrils of her hair.  She swiftly caught it in one of her gloved hands.  “Oooh, good thing that didn’t happen!  If it had hit the floor and broke, everything would have gone kaboom! Which would have been AWESOME! And…bad…um…very bad.”   Ms. Astral did not drink on duty. However, at the moment, she wished for whiskey. Entrapta held the vial out for the children to see (as soon as they’d stopped ducking, letting their curiosity overcome them).  “It is an explosive compound.  Your Principal didn’t want me to explain the chemistry because they thought it was too advanced for you, but I just think she just doesn’t want you all to make it, which is ridiculous because I was making explosive-compounds when I was three and I turned out fine.”   “Perhaps I should take that while you show them the rest, Entrapta,” Hordak offered, gently taking the vial with a thumb and forefinger.  He placed it in a compartment on his hip-guard. “Okay, so take a look at the inside of the grenade!”  Entrapta said, holding out a half.  “So, the vial you saw fits into here, and the charge is here!  And when you pull the pin, this mechanism here strikes the vial, which causes a chain-reaction in the chemicals and makes a BIIIIIG stun-charge! Oh, and you should never, ever pull the pin with your teeth!  That’s a great way to make your head explode into sloppy spaghetti! KER-BOOM!”  

She was laughing maniacally. Some of the children hugged each other. Some hugged Ms. Astral. Others…started laughing manically. Hordak sighed and addressed the class. “The point of all this is not to touch them.  If you see a grenade when you are out…um…playing? Playing, was it?  With your little friends, you should report it to an adult for proper containment and disposal.”  

Pickles held up a finger. “Oh!  And if you see any white ones, definitely do not touch them!  They are the same model on the exterior, but they are Prime’s!  My most exalted Brother, Hordak worked primarily in the non-lethal phase of conquest! Weapons from the Fright Zone will still hurt you, but Prime’s will kill you!”  

He drew pictures of several robots and ships on the chalkboard very quickly.  They were extremely skilled, like blueprints – exacting, the kind of plans drawn by one who had them programmed into his brain.   “Prime,” he stated, “Had four phases of conquest when he found a planet inhabited by intelligent beings.  The first was Gospel – he would announce his presence and welcome everyone to enter peacefully into his Light.  If the entire population did not obey immediately, the second phase was Subjugation.  Etheria spent most of its time in this.”  The clone pented his hands gently, “This was non-lethal warfare, stun-beams and containment of towns.  We Brothers of Prime were authorized to use some force, but were not authorized to end lives, for all creatures great and small belonged to Prime. After that, there was True War – the lethal phase to gain control if the populace was stubborn, and the final phase, when Prime had given up bringing a hopeless world into the Light was Annihilation.”

Hordak flicked an ear. “Indeed, I spent most of my conquest of Etheria in the Subjugation-phase lacking direct orders from Prime.”  He looked down.  “People did… die by my hand, but I thought it prudent to gift as many resources – including the living – into Prime’s hand.”  

The children regarded him with some fear.  

Pickles smiled brightly, reaching over to pat Hordak on the shoulder.  “But we all know that Prime lied now!  And he cannot hurt any of us anymore because he is super-duper dead!  The once Reagent of the Seven Skies is the Regent of a Thosuand Worms! Deader than dead! He Without Existence!  The Lonesome Wanderer of Pure Oblivion - !”     “But his weapons can hurt you!”  Entrapta fielded.  “This is a land mine!”   Ms. Astral stood and shielded her children again.   Catra laughed.  “Oh, that’s a model.  Adora took away all the real ones she tried to bring in!”   “Oh, no, this one is real!  I smuggled it in!”  

 Catra’s eyes went wide. “Entrapta!”  

 “They have to know what a real one looks like, riiiight?’  She set it on the floor.  “Prime’s robots buried a bunch of these in the ground and covered them with grass and stuff.  And if you step on them, you go kaboom!”  

She STOMPED on the mine.

The entire class screamed.   “I disabled it!” she exclaimed.  She held it up in her hair, showing that it was a hollow shell.   Catra’s nose wrinkled.  “I smell pee,” she said.  

“Honestly,” Hordak said smoothly, “I am surprised that we have, thus far, avoided explosions.”   “Alright class, calm down…uh…heheh...uh...heh?” the teacher stammered.  “Are there any other things that the children should watch out for?”  

 “Oh, very much yes!’ Entrapta exclaimed.  “All robots are to be reported to the Dryl offices!  That’s my domain!”  

“And you should never repurpose tanks for parties, like those idiots in Elberon did,” Catra added, flicking her tail. “They stuffed the canon full of confetti.  I’m surprised they didn’t blow themselves up!”  

Hordak drew a small staff from a carrying case.  “This,” he said, “is a stun-baton.  They were standard-issue for my troops.  They were also standard issue in the Galactic Horde.”  He turned to the class, holding it aloft.  “If you find any, please do not play with them.  Entrapta, will you demonstrate?”  

“Okie dokie!”  

The teacher yelped as Entrapta started lifting up her top.  

“No! No! No! No! You can’t get naked in front of CHILDREN!”  

“Naked? Huh?’  Entrapta said, smoothly turning around.  She kept her shirt partially pulled up, showing her back to the class, her front firmly covered.  “Pish! Don’t get in a tizzy, I’m just showing off my back! See this scar, kids?  I got it from a stun baton!”  

Catra was cringing.  Her ears were back, her head was down, she had one hand wrapped around an arm and her tail tightly coiled around one leg.  

Entrapta pulled down her shirt.  “Don’t worry, it doesn’t hurt anymore.  Oh! Oh!  And this is exactly how the baton disrupts the humanoid nervous system!”  

She was scribbling on the chalkboard with multiple chalk-pieces in tendrils of her hair.  Soon, there was a human body, a brain, a spinal cord and various branching nerves.  She was drawing arrows representing flow.  “Oh, the electrons go in here, and they seize up the brain and you wake up with a BIIIIIG headache, believe me!”  

Catra was still looking down.  Hordak subtly growled and gave her a sideways look.  He smoothly pressed a switch on the stun baton, bringing a web of crackling electricity to life.   “IT’S LIVE?!” Ms. Astral screamed.   “Of course it is.  My cadets trained with these often and learned to build up a resistance.  They do not hurt much when on their lowest setting.”   “I got a high dose!” Entrapta chimed.   “Fortunately, we do have a lab-animal to demonstrate the effect on,” Hordak rumbled.   “Oh, no!” Catra said, backing up, holding up her hands.  “You aren’t using that on me!” Hordak gave her a wicked smile.  “You do want to educate the children, do you not?’ Before Catra could make a move of self-defense, Entrapta beamed and withdrew a stuffed animal from under the desk. “Tada!” she said, presenting a pink fuzzy plush creature that resembled a koala crossed with an owl with big, floppy ears.   Hordak strode over to it and plunged the active stun baton down on its head.  Smoke rose from it and it burst into flames.   The sprinkler-system activated.  The children screamed and laughed.   “Alright, children!  Single file!” Ms. Astral instructed, making the evacuation calm. Entrapta was laughing.  “Time for the outdoor demonstration!” she chimed. “Who’s ready to see some ROBOTS?!” “There…there’s MORE?” the exhausted and exasperated teacher quailed.   “MUUUUCH MORE!’ Entrapta said, leaning up on her hair and coming close to Ms. Astral’s face.   Hordak and Pickles walked straight and stiff. Catra sighed.  Entrapta expanded her hair and shepherded many excited children out to the playground outside the classroom.  “Emily!” she exclaimed as the robot beeped and trundled her way.   Children squealed and surrounded her. Emily tucked in her legs and rolled. “She’s a giant ball!” some kid laughed. She rolled to a stop and Entrapta patted her on her top.  “Emily was a standard Horde search and destroy drone!” she explained.  “I met her when I was chasing a little cleaner-bot in the Fright Zone!  I reprogrammed her and have given her loads of upgrades!  Queen Glimmer made me get rid of her steel-melting laser, which was so poop of her, but Emily retains a whole range of complex capabilities. She’s smart and affectionate, too!” Entrapta clapped.  “Show them your shuffle, Emily!”  

Emily danced around in a kind of crab-walk.  The children cheered.   “Now, I am going to show you all of the components of a Fright Zone drone – with Emily’s assistance!  Now, most of them should be out of commission and the rest I’ve reprogrammed for rebuilding-help!  However, if you meet one when out playing on the planet’s surface, there are some safety things you need to know!”   Emily obediently raised up for her so Entrapta could show the rapt children how her legs worked.  She then pointed to her optic.  “Here is the optic – she sees through this and this is also where she could fire a laser if she still had one.  All she has now is a pointer-light.  Anyway, you just need to dodge to the side here to get out of the sight-range, and if you hear a ‘whoooo’ powering up, stop, drop and roll!” “If you have claws or can get your little fingers under the chassis,” Catra said, you can rip out their ‘guts!’  The main power-unit is right under here!”   Emily backed away from her.   “Okay, who wants to play a game of ‘Search and Destroy’ with Emily?” Entrapta announced.  “She’s got her harmless laser-light and her optics and she won’t hurt you.  It’s like Hide and Seek!  She’ll beep loudly when she finds you!  Go, go, go!” Ms. Astral sighed as the children scattered in all directions, climbing playground equipment and trees.  They hid behind playground cubby-boxes and bushes. Emily spun around, seeking a target. “I assure you that no harm shall come to them,” Hordak said to the teacher.   Pickles slunk down and got into a hunting mode, himself, deciding to up the excitement of the game by adding a Galactic Horde warrior to the mix.  “You have been captured!” he said to a squirming boy with goat-horns as he grabbed him from behind a tree.   “Alright… I guess this relieves the tension from earlier,” the teacher said, wiping her brow.  “But please, if you come to my class again, DON’T SET THINGS ON FIRE!” Laid out on a table were various tools, scrap and a few weapons that were to be a part of the demonstration (Entrapta wanted to show the kids how to build small robots if they had time, just to make EXTRA SURE they wouldn’t accidentally build one if they found old Horde-scrap).  Hordak was guarding it when a small boy ran right up to it and grabbed one of the grenades. “I’ve got a boom-potater!” he cried in triumph. “No, you little fool!” Hordak hissed running after him.   “Let’s play hot-potato!” he squealed, tossing it toward a pair of children who were outrunning Emily.   In an instant, Hordak launched himself between the children and the stun-grenade.  He took it full in the chest.  A loud boom sounded and a flash of red light temporarily blinded everyone in the area.  His armored form ragdolled, almost going right off the edge of the floating island they were on.  He came to rest in a rumbled heap on his side and didn’t move.   Entrapta was immediately on her feet running toward him.   “Brother!” Pickles cried.   Catra held some of the children back. The two that had been the ‘hot-potater’ target stood with Hordak at their feet.  Inquisitive kindergartners climbed down from trees and playground equipment.   “Is he…dead?”  worried children said, approaching him.   “Poor old vampire…” one little girl lamented.  One of the little boys nudged his head with a toe.  Entrapta was soon bent down before him, checking his armor and his vitals quickly with both her hair and her hands.   “He’s okay!” she said with a thumbs up as he opened his eyes and groaned.   “Brother, would you like some help up?” Pickles offered.  Hordak grunted as Entrapta lifted him to his feet with his hair and helped him to limp to a bench.   Ms. Astral stood in stark wonderment. “Give him his space, children,” she instructed.  “I believe our safety lesson is over for the day?”   Here today, the once Scourge of Etheria had just risked his life and gotten himself hurt to save her children.  Of course, he’d kind of saved them from himself since the Horde guest-speakers had brought weapons to class in the first place, but at this point, she was going to take any blessings she could get.  

When Adora, Bow and Glimmer showed up to pick up their community-service-servers they found Hordak sitting on a bench, sipping tea with a blanket over his shoulders and a gaggle of children looking up at him adoringly, one latched onto his right leg as he kept his ears down with a subdued scowl.  Catra was lobbing stun-grenades into a duck-pond to delighted squeals, Pickles was gently hugging a sobbing kindergarten teacher and Entrapta was leading an army of youngsters who had built small robots that were demanding in mechanical voices “Cook-ies! Cook-ies!”  

“I think we need to rethink this part of the Horde Community Service Program,” Bow said as Adora tried to stop Catra and Glimmer balled up her fists, ready to explode.  

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