Autistically feisty

She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018)
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Autistically feisty
Summary
Entrapta is super duper Autistic,And simultaneously the cutest person alive.But somehow, people didn’t even know she was autistic until she told them all!They usually just tracked it up as ‘Random entrapta behavior’Now, they each have to confront, and help out a bit at times. Cause that’s what’s GOOD FRIENDS DO! OR!One shots in which a different person every time interacts someway with Entrapta’s autism. The first chapter is her just telling everyone.
Note
This first chapter is kinda no ones POVBut as it goes on each character will be individualized Also be prepared to waitUpdating is on my time and I’m busy a lot of itAlso I might just move on from a fandom So like yeah
All Chapters Forward

The reveal

“Ok everyone! Let’s go over the plans for the party mission tonight!” Adora voice rang out clear across the room.

It was basically filled with princesses and friends, the best friend squad, you name it.

“Scorpia and Perfuma will enter together at the front gate, and will give the signal for us to follow suit. If it is to heavily guarded, we have entrapta here to find a way to get in without rousing suspicion—
Eh, Entrapta?”

The girl in question was currently climbing the ceiling with her hair, the welding mask Pulled down over her face.

“Entrapta? Did you hear me?” Adora tried again.

She coughed, “enTRAPTA!”

“Huh-AHH!” The mechanics high pitched screech was heard as she lost her grip.

Falling to the floor with a thud, she was on her feet in seconds.

“Yes! I am here! What do you need? I can do it! Probably! Maybe! I’m not sure! But I can try!” She rambled, head turned from side to side, presumably taking in the small crowd in front of her.

Adora looked a bit annoyed, but it was quickly hidden with a smile.

“I was just going over the plan—“

“—What plan? Their was a plan? Is this like the time where we all were objects? Cause I actually have a gear for you to use as me!”

She momentarily paused to start digging through her deep pockets, pulling out a medium cog with valor.

An audible groan was heard, From Mermista most likely.

The half princess’s eyebrow twitched, “Look if we could just focus on the plan—“

“—Oh! Is this the plan for the social experiment going on tonight?”

“....Yes, although it’s typical called a party—“

“Eeeeeh! I love these things!” Entrapta squealed, her hands shaking in excitement, “I conducted an amazing experiment at the last princess prom! Mermista helped out greatly!—“

“—NOT INVOLVED!” The sea queen interrupted, reverting back to her monotonous state, “I was not involved. In any way.”

“Entrapta!” Adora stated with a hint of urgency, “If we could just stay on track here—“

“—Of course! Continue princess!”

Their was a pause, the leader taking a moment to regroup and get a reign on her feelings.

“As I was saying, If Scorpia and Perfuma don’t give the signal, Entrapta will lead the rest of the time inside, through whatever way you find that doesn’t involve getting anyone caught, dead, or injured.”

“Ooh! What about experimented on! I am confident I could pull off one or two while crawling through the air vents if I’m careful enough!” The Dryll royalty questioned.

 

“No! No messed up experiments!” Mermista growled from the audience, Sea hawk placed a hand on her shoulder, in a supposedly calming way.

Perfuma took a turn as well,
“ And I would also like to add on: No breaking off from the group? Oh! And no breaking, creating, rebuilding, hacking, fixing, or reprogramming any robots.”

Entrapta nodded along slowly, but because of the mask, no one could tell if she fully understood.

“I see, is their any social requirements?”

Everyone seemed to be taken aback by the question itself.

“W-what do you mean entrapta?” Perfuma broke through the silence.

“Well, do we have to perform some sort of test? Have a certain skill set? Pass an assessment of conversing?”

Scorpia tentatively raised a claw, to which the pigtailed girl eagerly pointed at.

“Um, heh heh, considering I’m probably the biggest and awkwardness one here,” she started self deprecatingly.
Perfuma frowned and gave her girlfriends arm a little squeeze, boosting the red girls moral,
“I don’t think their any social tests—
—Unless their is and no one told me? Did no one tell me? Is their a test I’m supposed to know? Oh gosh I’m gonna fail it! In overall I probably did! We’re all DOOMED!”

Most of the group rolled their eyes, as the girls flair for dramatics popped up quite often.

“Honey,” the Flower girl smiled, “Theirs no test.”

“Oh thank horde!” Scorpia rolled backwards till she was semi laying down, a clawed hand on a heaving chest.

Perfuma just giggled and patted the other claw tenderly.

Adora finally summoned the power to speak again, turning back to the Scientist.

“Why would you even ask that?” She questioned curiously.

Entrapta leveled her with a blank stare.
Then, noticing she still had her mask on, removed it to reveal : Another blank stare.

“Isn’t it obvious?” She asked in her raspy voice 99% screech, and 1 % articulate.

This time, everyone else gave her the blank stare.

A weak smile flickered on the Dryl princess, uncharacteristically nervous.

“W-Well it’s cause of my autism.”

the group continued to state for another minute.

“Your what?” A random voice broke out.

Entrapta looked visibly cornered, her hair swaying in agitation.

“My Autism,” she continued, “Its a brain mutation which stems from a depletion of mirror neurons and causes problems in socialization and empathy.”

Someone coughed.

“I-it’s why I’m so different then you.”

For some reason, no one replied, only increasing the mechanics anxiety.

“I-um. W-was this bad of me to say? Are you all mad at me?” She mumbled nervously.

“No! No, we’re uh, not mad at you,” Scorpia spoke up, “were just in shock a little.”

Entraptas eyes widened, “I-I thought you knew! Fascinating. I’ve somehow managed to convince everyone I’m exactly the same. Or...
Or is this another scenario where I misinterpret what you all feel.
...”

The silence seemed to answer her.

 

“Oh.”

 

In a flash a tendril of hair slammed the mask back over her face, the rest quickly maneuvering to effortlessly carry her out of the room. Leaving the rest simmering in shock.

“What. Just. Happened?” Mermista questioned monotonously.

No one had the answer.

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