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Hordak rubbed his clawed hands together, sweat dotting his forehead. "Entrapta, can we talk?" he asked. Entrapta and Imp looked up from where they were sitting in Hordak's sanctum, playing chess; well, Entrapta was, Imp being too busy teething on a rook chess piece to actually play.
"Sure, Hordak!" Entrapta chirped, walking over to Hordak, Imp flying to Hordak's side and sitting perched on his shoulder. Hordak fidgeting more with his hands, but taking a deep breath, he said, "I do not know if I should confide to you, but, when Horde Prime erased my memories, I felt. . .empty, like there was something I was forgetting, but did not know what it was."
Imp purred in sympathy, Hordak reaching up to scratch the batling's chin. The batling knew all too well what that was like, to wander around, looking for something, or someone.
During the war, Imp wandered around the fright zone, looking for any sign of Hordak or Entrapta. Finding none, he flew until he was rescued by three fright zone soldiers, one with dreadlocks, one with light brown hair, and an anthromorphic lizard.
"I know how you feel." Entrapta answered, "When I found you, well, not you you, the hive mind you, I was devastated. I thought I lost you for good when you didn't recognize me." Tears started to fill her eyes, Hordak reached a clawed hand, wiping the tears away before they could fall.
"It is alright now, we are together again, that is all that matters," Hordak reassured her, Imp screeching in agreement. The three of them have been through a lot during the war, but now all three can heal together.