A/N: A bit late. Sorry!

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"Amanda, what are you going to do when you turn 18?" Finn asked his best friend, walking her home from school.

The question had been nagging him lately. He knew that Amanda was going to leave Nash's when she reached the legal age, but he didn't know if she was planning on leaving hi- Florida.

"I'm going to become the President of the United States!" Amanda said brightly, bumping a fist into the air.

"I'm serious. What are you planning to do when you leave Nash's?"

Amanda didn't answer for a moment, but then she looked at him. "I don't know.. I've been thinking about trying to take the Fairlies off from Maryland. Try to start a new place for them, try to stay away from the government."

"So you'd leave Orlando? What if the Keepers need you?" Finn tried not to feel upset.

"Well, I wouldn't just leave instantly. I'd have to make plans, first. Work a bit, get money. But I have to change things, if no one else will. You, you of all people, have to understand." Amanda looked directly into his eyes as she said this.

Finn nodded, breaking the eye contact.

"I'd come visit you, though." Amanda added, after a minute of uncomfortable silence.

Finn didn't answer.

"Hey, maybe we can hide the Fairlies in the Magic Kingdom." Amanda tried to joke.

Finn didn't laugh.

"Oh, come on, Finn!"

"Wouldn't it be dangerous? Taking the Fairlies away from the government?" He asked, ignoring her previous comments.

"Well," Amanda started, trying to choose her words carefully. "I would be saving people. Letting the innocent have freedom. Isn't that more important than being safe?"

"I guess," Finn muttered.

They walked slowly, trying not to get to the Foster Home.

"It's not like it's going to be more dangerous than fighting magical Disney Villains." Amanda said. "And you're going to leave for college, so it's not like I would be with you if I stayed."

College. Finn hadn't thought about that.

Panic started to fill him. That was going to happen in a few years. What if he never actually told Amanda about his feelings? What if, one day, they just chose different paths and never met again?

He stopped, grabbed her by the shoulders, and brought his face close to hers.

"Promise me, whatever happens, we'll meet in Magic Kingdom in ten years. We'll meet exactly ten years from now, sitting at Roy Disney's bench."

Amanda's eyes were huge, her cheeks were pink. "Finn, I don't-"

"Promise me."

Amanda looked at him and nodded.

"I promise."

He took her hand and continued walking towards her temporal home.


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