I do not own Once Upon a Time.
Warning- there is underage drinking in this chapter, which is bad. Don't do it.
Midterms were finally over and now it was time to celebrate. And by celebrate Sophia totally meant a crazy college party. Complete with loud music, dancing, alcohol and Miles.
She was feeling bold and a bit dangerous. When the lights turned off and the disco ball lit up the room her fault? Maybe. It was the whole environment, the slight buzz and Miles' hands on her waist.
"Is that a tattoo?" He had been eyeing her wrist.
"Yeah," Sophia pulled up her sleeve. "I got it before I left for school. Ohana, means family." It was a nod to her favorite Disney movie, Lio and Stitch.
"Cool, I have one too." Miles' hand left her waist to pull up his sleeve past his elbow. A single word in a different language stared up at her. "It's Greek for protector."
"You want to be my protector?" Sophia asked.
Miles only smiled and spun her before pulling her back close. "I know for a fact you don't need a protector. Though if you are looking for a sidekick, I could clear my schedule."
It was well after midnight when the party winded down. Miles offered to walk Sophia back to her room, she gratefully accepted his offer. Alyssa had gone home for the weekend; the room was all hers now.
"Good night." Miles stood outside her door.
"Who said the party has to end?" Sophia asked. She was not ready, now she had to convince him. Was she like her mother, able to get everything she wanted?
Miles paused, he was clearly holding back, showing self-control. He just had to make sure she got to bed safe. Then he would leave, that was the gentleman thing to do. He nodded then he was standing in the middle of her dorm room.
"You have anything to drink?" He asked, hoping for a water.
Sophia nodded and went to the mini fridge. All she had was water, juice and energy drinks. Then she had another boost of confidence and insanity. Hiding her hand behind the door, Sophia spun her finger and bottle of rum appeared.
"You want?" She turned back to him, holding up the bottle.
Miles' eyes bugged. "You don't think we had enough to drink at the party? We aren't legal, remember? We could get in so much trouble…"
"What, you're suddenly a goody two shoes?" Sophia didn't know where that came from. "Besides, you're only in trouble if you get caught." That was from Aladdin.
Then Miles got some confidence. "I don't back down from a challenge. You got cups?"
"Nope." She opened the bottle and drank right from it. He watched, impressed and waiting for a gag or something. But nothing came. "I've had worse." Sophia said, wiping her mouth and handing the bottle over.
"Who let you drink the hard stuff." Miles took his own drink, and forced it down. He had to keep up with her.
"My godfather. Just do not tell my mother. She would kill him or rip out his heart." She knew that for a fact.
"Your mother sounds crazy. You might need this more than me." He handed the bottle back.
"You have no idea." Sophia took another drink. "I know she means well, and she has been through Hell… actually my whole family, my whole town has been through Hell. They weren't all nice and good guys. Crap happened to them and they went down dark paths only to find the light, eventually."
"They sound like normal people." Miles commented. Sophia had never said so much about her family before. Maybe the buzz was getting to her, making her tell secrets. He had his own secrets and prayed he wouldn't spill his guts.
"Maybe her past and her home shaped her…" Sophia mused.
"Shaped who?" Miles asked.
"My mom, her home and the fact that she's an enchantress. She's from Prydain after all." And that was the first time Sophia Cassidy said that out loud.
Miles chuckled and reached out for the bottle. "That's nothing, though Prydain is a dark and unforgiving land. My mom, on the other hand, is from Atlantis. Totally shaped her…" He took a sip.
"Atlantis, of course it would shape a person. It's a sunken island." Sophia pointed out.
The two of them locked eyes, waiting for the other one to laugh at the absurdity of their conversation was.
But that moment never came.
"Your mother is really from Atlantis?" Sophia couldn't believe her ears. There were more next generation fairy tale characters roaming the world?
"Your mother is from Prydain?" Miles heard terrifying stories from that land. Ruthless kings, and warriors, ancient magic that was the most powerful form of magic in all the realms.
Silence fell between them and that was the unspoken yes. Both of them were telling the truth. Neither one knew what to say.
"This is insane…" Miles whispered.
"That we exist? That we met?" Sophia now had to sit down. This was overwhelming.
"Yes, but mostly the second one. It has to be a coincidence…"
Sophia chuckled. "There's no such thing. Maybe it's fate or something bigger."
"Now what?"
"Honestly? I need to sleep." Sophia just needed to sleep.
"Okay, can I call you tomorrow?" He asked, she nodded. Miles quietly left the room.
Sophia flopped backwards on the bed. It had to be fate but why? What could fate have in store for her?
Did you see that one coming? Another fairy tale character? What are the chances?
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