Sophie spun and walked into her uncles house, she smiled slightly, reminising about how it hasnt changed since she was a little girl. He still had the same yellow walls with white cabinets. the same cloakstand by the door, the only change she noticed were the photos of Stephanie on the walls. She was very aware of the resident hero following slightly behind her, she could feel a blush threatening to rise and valiantly sqaushed it down. Calm Down! your'e not some love sick teenager who falls for the first good looking guy she sees, get a grip on yourself! she grumbled in her mind.

Turning around, she saw him looking thoughtful, she decided to give him his space and turned to her Uncle Milford.

'Thank you so much for allowing me to stay here Uncle, i can never repay you for what you have done.'

'Oh dont worry Sophie Dear, were family and family help each other' Her uncle replied.

'Am i in the second guest room or the first?'

'Second dear, Stephanie claimed the first as soon

as she saw all the pink you left behind!' Sophie chuckled, that girl and the colour pink! Sportacus jumped slightly after realising what was said,

'left behind? did you used to live here?' He asked while silently berating himself stupid what are you? some kind of interrogator!

Sophie looked round at him.

'oh no, i used to stay every summer before i turned 12.'

'oh yes, 12 years has gone so fast it feels like yesterday when you left. Anyway I have to get back to the town hall before Miss Busybody wonders where I am.' Mayor Meanswell said as he walked out the door.

12 years? that makes her 24!

'Thanks Uncle Milford! Say hello to Bessie for me and tell her i will see her tomorrow!' Sophie called after him.

Turning to Sportacus she motioned to the stairs, indicating he should follow her. He did so slowly, trying not to show how nervous he was now it was just the two of them. They turned left at the top of the stairs and walked into a decent sized room, it was painted grey with yellow accents, pillows, throws, lampshades, everything screamed sophisticated and elegant. Perfect for her Sportacus thought. He placed the cases on the bed and turned around to find Sophie watching him, he gasped quietly and tried not to look uncomfortable.

'uh, um..'

'So Blue, thank you very much for helping me, and i'd also like to say thankyou for looking after Stephanie all these years, shes always writing about your adventures together with the other children.' She gave him a small smile.

'My pleasure, She.. Wait, what? Blue?' He asked, confused.

'oh! thats your new name, mind you im the only one who can call you that, okay! Sportacus is too long, when your screaming out somebodys name you dont want three syllables to think of, hence Blue is much better,' she grinned and winked at him. He spluttered, feeling the colouring rising up his neck, he couldnt help but think of whay it would sound like with her screaming out his name.

Luckily for him, his crystal starting to burn and glow.

'Someones in trouble! i'm sorry, I have to go! It was nice meeting you!' he shouted as he backfliped and jumped back down the stairs and out the door.

Sophie let out a breath she didnt know she was holding, taking out a photograph from her purse and placing it on her bedside table.

'Well Pickle, im home' she mumbled, allowing her finger to slightly stroke the photo of 12 year old her holding her 2 week old baby sister.