A/N: I really love the reviews so far! Any advice given I've taken in, but unfortunately I've already planned the main borders of this story. (How it ends, main events, how others find out...etc). But I can still add in little details, so ya'll are free to comment those. :)

For those who are confused, the first chapter was set in present-time. The second and third chapter were set in past-time. This chapter is back to present-time, and things will probably stay that way.

"Aww, come on! It'll be fun, I promise. And it's not like your the only one who'll have to deal with my brother and Linh's mushy moments." Sophie blew out a sigh, raking a hand through her hair. She supposed she'd have to face them sooner or later anyways, so she nodded.

"Fine. See you in a few minutes." To this Biana Vacker gave out a little squeal.

"Thank you so, so much! I promise you won't regret this." I sure hope so. And with that, she swiftly tapped the 'off' button.

Giving out small coughs as she glanced uneasily at the contents of her closet, she finally picked out what humans would call a blouse and some leggings. Shoving on a pair of soft boots and running a comb through her messy hair, Sophie Foster deemed herself ready for action.

Soon enough, she entered the resident Vacker home. Was she early? She couldn't be, Biana had mentioned almost everyone else was already here.

"Hello?~" As if to respond to her voice, a trail of giggles helped guide her to the commotion. Perhaps they started without me. It'd make sense, considering how late I am. The whole group of friends- minus Sophie- had already started to form a circle in a mess of beanbags and pillows. Linh and Fitz shared a large beanbag. Tam sat right next to the pair, keeping a close eye on Fitz. Biana was making herself home with a particularly sparkly, pink pillow and Dex had picked out part of a couch. Marella sat on the other side of the couch, Keefe had settled on a blue bean bag and patted the red one invitingly.

"Yo! Sit here, Foster. We're just chatting… for now!" He wiggled his eyebrows, to which he earned a pillow in the face.

"Heyyy, I didn't deserve that. Especially when I was about to offer something." With his infamous grin, Keefe held up a plate of mallowmelt almost teasingly. The sweet smell of the heavenly cake hit her nose in a split second, and off she went. Giggling, she managed to push the snickering guy to the side. Unfortunately for her, the plate toppled right off his shaky hands and flat on top of the new 'Finh' couple. Sophie squeaked loudly in alarm.

"I-I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to, I swear- lemme clean it up for you." Grabbing a fist full of tissues she started on scraping the gooey meltings off the ruined carpet, and Linh's tunic.

"Aw, don't worry about it. It's alright- right, Fitz?" Linh glanced over to her partner shyly, silver eyes round with usual puppy-innocence. Fitz's pale complexion was now dusted with a cute blush.

"Oh! Uh, yeah. It's totally fine Sophie, there's no need to worry." Biana snorted at his words. As Keefe brought in some actual towels from the back-kitchen, Biana added,

"Now you're starting to sound like Dad."