Catradora oneshots and short stories

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Catra was not short. Glimmer was short. Frosta was short. Hell, even Entrapta was short. Catra? She refused to believe she was short. Adora was just a butthead.

Catra had always been shorter than Adora, which of course had to be because of their difference in species, and that Adora was also nearly a year older. However, Catra didn't like being reminded of it every day.
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Catra hummed. She scanned the shelves, looking for a particular item. The recipe specifically said that it needed white sugar. Catra still wasn't sure what the difference between sugars was, but she knew to follow directions.

If only she could find the damn thing. Seriously, how big was this kitchen? Catra hadn't realized just how much stuff could be stored here. She was combing through every shelf and cabinet.

Sighing, she closed the cabinet she'd just finished looking through. She groaned.

"Ugh! So much effort for a bit of sugar. I just want to bake cookies!" She complained to no one.

Melog, who was sitting on one of the countertops, and watching her, meowed in reply.

"Must you need it?"

Catra looked over her shoulder at Melog, who was lazily lounging about, looking at her curiously.

"If I want them to taste right, then yeah, buddy." She retorted.

"Perhaps, the sugar is located up high." Melog suggested, looking up at the cabinets.

Catra looked up at the cabinets. Lifted herself up onto the countertop. Standing on her tiptoes, she began to rummage around. Her ear swiveled when she suddenly heard footsteps walking towards the kitchen. A door opened, someone walking in.

"Catra! Get down!"

Catra looked over at who had just entered. Of course, none other than Adora. Adora looked frantic as she walked over to Catra.

"Oh. Hey, Adora." Catra greeted casually, before going back to her task.

Adora placed her hands on her hips.

"What are you looking for?" She questioned.

"Sugar."

Adora watched Catra walk around the countertop, looking in each cabinet. Adora nearly had a stroke when Catra used the sink divider as a stepping stone, to hop over to the other side.

"Cat! You could've gotten someone taller to look for you, or someone with magic."

Catra scowled. She rolled her eyes.

"Nah. I don't need someone to do that for me. I'm capable of doing this myself. You worry too much, babe."

Adora followed her while she looked for the damn sugar.

"Seriously. Where do they keep the stupid sugar?" Catra complained.

She finally spotted it on the top shelf. Fuck. Catra reached up, stretching her body to its full length. She gripped one of the lower shelves to steady herself. The bag of sugar was just out of reach.

"C'mon. It's right there." She muttered under her breath.

"What are you doing now?" A voice came the other side of the kitchen.