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Hello, thank you for your amazing writting it makes me smile always. If you have time could you do a fluff filled AU where we get a drunkish Adora and Catra teasing her. If you have done this before anything fluff you have been wanting to write.
“Is this supposed to be good?” Catra asked uncertainly, swirling her drink around in the bottle. Despite all appearances, she wasn’t really a big party person, but she knew good alcohol.
This was not good alcohol.
“It’s fruity!” Adora said, giggling. Catra raised an eyebrow at her.
“You’ve had two bottles. They’re wine coolers. How are you already buzzed?”
Adora shrugged. Catra rolled her eyes, falling over to lie in Adora’s lap. “You gonna finish that?”
“All yours.”
She looked around while Adora drank. Bow had decided to pledge with a mostly responsible fraternity - mostly. The initiation process was apparently going well, if he was allowed to bring friends to a private party.
Speaking of...
“Where’re Arrow Boy and Sparkles?”
“Probably making out while the room’s empty. Bow said he’s sleeping on the floor with the other pledges.” Adora finished the drink, clearly proud of herself. Two and a half bottles and she was almost drunk. Lightweight, Catra thought fondly. “And it’s not like Glimmer has much more privacy.”
“Right.” Sparkles was pledging with the sister sorority to this frat, of course. “Told them to skip all this crap and just get an apartment with us.”
Adora snorted. “At least now we don’t have to worry about walking in on them kissing on the couch.”
“True. But I don’t have anyone to help me drag your drunk ass home.”
“I am not drunk.”
“Uh huh.”
“I’m not!" Adora huffed. “Could a drunk person do this?”
She slid her arms under Catra, easily lifting her into a cradle. “Anyone with enough upper body strength could do this,” Catra teased. “God knows you should have enough with how much time you spend in the gym. Give me a piggyback ride home and then we’ll talk about how drunk you really are.”
“Done!” Adora jumped up, swinging Catra around to let her latch onto her back. Catra shrieked.
“Not right now you weirdo!” Her arms automatically went around Adora, trying to keep from falling. This went exactly as one thought it would - Adora wobbled unsteadily and fell back onto the couch, crushing Catra beneath her.
“Oops. Maybe I’m a little drunk.”
Catra groaned. “Adora?”
“Yeah?”
“When I inevitably die from whatever internal injuries this has caused, I want you to be the only one carrying the casket.”
“Why?”
“Because I’ve definitely earned one last piggyback ride.”
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