The ragged stitches of Catra's heart tear apart all over again, spilling pain like a thousand burning knives into her chest. Of course they've been with Adora. What did she expect, Adora's always been so free with affection, always touching people. Of course she'd let them discover things about her Catra would never know. Of course she'd share herself with them, giving them access to the pieces of herself that should have been Catra's. Learning from them the things that she and Catra should have learned together. It was supposed to have been Them, it was supposed to have been Catra and Adora together in all things, they were supposed to have always had each-other--
She hates the dispassionate look on their face as her own jaw clenches and her teeth grind, and she hates the sting in her eyes as the pain rises like bile in her throat, and Catra's answer to their challenge is a furious growl as she strikes forward that small space; screwing her eyes shut to kill the tears, closing her teeth sharply on their perfect copy of Adora's lip and digging her claws in definitively, taking her pain out on them. They wear Adora's skin too well, they make Catra want to tear them apart and destroy them the same way she wants to do to her, and Catra's not careful with the fanged jut of her teeth as she scrapes them harshly across their lip. This is their fault, Adora's fault -- Adora made her like this and Double Trouble's played on it, and they deserve it, now. They deserve to take the brunt of her hatred for Adora. They knew better than to come here as her, knew what would happen if they ignored the warnings and kept pressing. Whatever she does to them - they've brought it on themselves.
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She hates the dispassionate look on their face as her own jaw clenches and her teeth grind, and she hates the sting in her eyes as the pain rises like bile in her throat, and Catra's answer to their challenge is a furious growl as she strikes forward that small space; screwing her eyes shut to kill the tears, closing her teeth sharply on their perfect copy of Adora's lip and digging her claws in definitively, taking her pain out on them. They wear Adora's skin too well, they make Catra want to tear them apart and destroy them the same way she wants to do to her, and Catra's not careful with the fanged jut of her teeth as she scrapes them harshly across their lip. This is their fault, Adora's fault -- Adora made her like this and Double Trouble's played on it, and they deserve it, now. They deserve to take the brunt of her hatred for Adora. They knew better than to come here as her, knew what would happen if they ignored the warnings and kept pressing. Whatever she does to them - they've brought it on themselves.
(Both of them.)